Part 4:Dark Thoughts of My Mind

Journal Entry #6

'It has been a long time since I have made an entry in this damn journal.

I don't even know what the hell I'm doing anymore.

I've been having dreams…several dreams of Mary…I was killing her. I don't know why, I wouldn't do such a thing.

Sometimes I stabbed her with a simple kitchen knife, or…even slowly suffocated her in her own sleep.

It made my skin crawl; I wanted this to stop…

What is happening to me?'

James bit the bottom of his lip, extremely unsure of himself and his feelings. He didn't know who he was anymore. A growl ripped out of his throat as he slammed the cover closed and threw his hands into his hair, gripping the follicles and tugged desperately. Tearless cries came out as he closed his eyes securely. He was…angry and upset with himself, and he didn't even understand why!

Why did he have these horrible thoughts?!

He shook with anger for his own being, for having such ideas and images run through his cranium. James was damned, damning thoughts. As some would say he was…somewhat sinful for thinking about the murder of his own wife. He breathed audibly, the only noise that was booming somewhat in the room. "Why?" He muttered softly, over and over again. Almost like a chant…or a plea.

Minutes later, James pulled himself together, placed his journal into a certain drawer and got up to go watch some television. To unwind.

He plunged into the cushion of the couch, giving off a small sound. Gently, his fingers switched the television on, the first thing showing up was "Jack the Ripper: The Story" There was another annoyed groan let out into the room and quickly the box turned off, throwing the remote to the other end of the couch. He glanced to the floor, the dreams still haunting him. 'Just…Just push them away. Don't think anything…drastic.' James said to himself repeatedly, trying to get everything straight and in proper order.

He went on with his day off, making time useful by just browsing the internet, checking for several bargains of various items. Practically useless things altogether.

Around 12:00 he then decided to check for the mail, only to run into Red in the hallway. He cleared his throat, giving him a short and firm nod and muttered a simple"Hello." Before trying to swerve out of the way of the large man, holding a large duffel bag of god knows what. "Oh, hello…" he replied back, his voice low and almost…husky. James looked down, noticing that the male had a hard time, struggling with the many bags and things he was holding onto. "Uh, do you need any…help" he asked, moving behind the taller male, trying his best to grab the keys from his pants pocket. The taller and definitely more intimidating man grunted almost annoyingly as he continued to fail at his task. "No. No, I'm perfectly fine." He exclaimed rather abruptly.

James backed off, glancing off to one of the walls which had an unattractive chipping of wallpaper already. With that, he started to walk off, and then on second thought turned back around. "I'll just help you out. I have nothing else better to do. And…since you seem to need some help-"He grabbed about 3 bags and a…what was that?

Was that a human head?!

His Adam's apple rolled when the blonde gulped, easily showing that he was…frightened. "Hmm, thanks…I guess." Red said back, giving him and glance with a witty smirk. Now able to grab his keys, he did so and opened the door. The smell of spray deodorant and cigarette's were invaded by his nostrils, making him cringe in the weirdest of ways. His knee's almost immediately felt weak. 'What the-' He ignored the fact and proceeded into the male's apartment and set the bags on the kitchen counter and the…head also. "What's…what's with the head…?" he asked, throwing his hands into the pockets of his jacket.

"Don't you even know what's coming up?" he asked, sounding cocky and a matter of fact tone to his voice. "No I d-" Then he remembered, it was October…Halloween was in a few days. "Oh." He nodded swiftly feeling embarrassed. 'God, the guy probably thinks I'm some idiot that doesn't pay attention to anything. Plus, he probably already thinks I'm a horrible…father.' Then Red just laughed, not just a chuckle; a hardy, loud laugh. His voice boomed through the whole room. "You-You don't even know what the date is, probably even the month!" he continued to laugh loudly, the walls vibrating. James smiling weakly as he softly and nervously chuckled with the other male. One of his hands found its way to run through his blond locks. "I-I…" he stuttered. "God, you are so adorable." Red stated, pretending to wipe of tear from his eye. James snapped his head straight into his direction.

'ME.

ADORABLE.'

After a few moments of complete silence, James cleared his throat and just smiled and nodded. "Hehe, Yeah." He put his hands to his sides and nodded. "Well, I'll just…leave." Red smiled and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, yeah. I'll see you later… Mr. Sunderland." He said, drawling it out and adding a wink making James' face heat up in a soft pink tint.

James proceeded out of the crammed apartment complex of 208 and continued down the hallway to his own door. He shook his head, the word 'Adorable' playing throughout his skull like a record player that was stuck. He wasn't….adorable, he was a man, men were definitely not supposed to be adorable. There was another scoff, letting the situation roll off his shoulder. He returned into his own living space, not noticing the smirking face that was watching him from the doorway of 208.

Throughout the rest of the day, James scrambled and attempted to throw up some decorations and ran to the side store around the corner getting some last minute candy. He just knew that when Laura would come home and pester him to go trick and treating and he would have to take her since he's an adult. He sighed, going to another store and…sadly, picked up a small costume to please her at least.

By 3 pm both Laura and oddly Mary were home and getting ready for the long night. "Oh, James. This will be so nice. All of us, you know. Being a family and going out." Mary exclaimed, pulling out her costume 'When did she get that?' James thought.

He shook his head and nodded, letting out a nervous chuckle. "Uh, yeah. Yeah I guess it does seem…fun." James let a small smile escape him.

Tonight was going to be a long night.

A delightful grin emerged on his face; it was so wide he could say that his cheeks hurt just a bit. He stared, long fully at his costume, each edge and each little detail was…perfect. It looked simply real, like you could touch it with bare fingers and the metal would be cold to the touch, though it was just simple materials. Red almost let out a childish giggle of delight as he grabbed his bloody apron that he brought home for that day of work. Tonight was just going to be…amazing.

It was 5 pm now, some children from the apartment building showed up. Such as Cheryl and Harry and this odd little child and Walter. Which James never really talked to, he lived upstairs next to…what room was that again? Oh, never mind. James was just wearing a pair of blond cat ears, a flimsy tail and drawn on whiskers. Mary insisted that he wore a collar with a small bell on it; he just slammed that down on the table as a flat out NO.

Mary smiled at the various children, handing candy out to them in handfuls in her nurse's costume. 'God, if she bends down anymore her damn breasts will fall out.' He thought. Oddly, no shiver ran down his spine at the thought of his supposed wife, in that state. He ignored that idea and just kept the night going.

Laura exited her room, a smirk on her face as she twirled around her dress, her long blond tresses moving with her, whipping her in the face. James' face scrunched up in disgust, to his own self though Laura noticed. "James, you're just jealous. A guy can't wear stuff like this. I'm just so pretty. I'm a princess and you're just a little kitten." He glared, narrowing his eyes. "Watch your mouth." He spatted out, turning his head forward, just as Mary closed the door for now. She let out a sigh, fixing the top of her costume letting out a content laugh. "More kids this year, huh?" He just gave a firm nod, fixing the ears that were falling from his head.

"Just damn…perfect."

A scream came from down the hallway in a matter of minutes, making heads whip towards the direction. The loud mutter of "What the hell?" was heard but ignored as residents of the second floor opened their doors, searching for where the noise came from.

Cheryl looked freighted as she clung to her father's leg. The residents of 208, just laughing loudly as he reached a hand out towards the child, making her squirm even more. Harry yelled profanities at the male, who was still laughing. He held his daughter close, grabbing the candy from the candy bowl that he was holding and left trying to calm her down.

Red laughed extremely loudly, throughout the hallway. Several residents shook their heads at him and closed their doors. While others walked forward to get a better view of the tenant.

James and Mary opened the door, looking at Red from their doorway seeing what exactly what was wrong.

He was dressed up in a bloody butcher's apron, minus a shirt showing his arms that did in fact have some muscles. Blood was laid on his arms and not to mention. A large…Pyramid Head like…THING on his head. James' jaw was drawn downwards, in pure shock. Mary gasped audibly, pulling Laura inside. Though, James stayed watching.

"What-" He walked forward slowly. The Pyramid had many weird dimensions, in an otherworldly red color of rust. He looked like the thing that described pure evil in the real world. The only words that could describe him were…

A Pyramid Head.

"What…What exactly are you doing?" James questioned, raising an eyebrow. His voice growling through grinded teeth. "It's called Halloween." He easily replied. Glances from the overly exuberant Halloween fan were directed at others that have moved into the hallway and gave a low nod of his head, moving his hand onto the other male's chest and gave a large push and moved him inside of 208, closing the door behind both of them.

"Tell me exactly why you find doing something like this…funny?" stated James, his voice growing sterner with every word. The younger male was the scolded by Red who was making a sneer form onto his features as he pulled his helmet off. "It actually is funny, Halloween is a holiday to scare people." He simply put, now leaning on his kitchen counter and watched as James practically unraveled in front of him. "I, I know what you're saying, and…I must agree it was funny how you did that." James licked his lips, trying to think of a way to continue his little rant. "But, you can't just do that to children even if it's fun. It's just not right." He rubbed a hand up his arm, nervously glancing away from the much taller man.

His barrow tone voice boomed through the room, a laugh and the next thing he knew was that he leaned closer to him, his face right there. His breath ghosting over his cheek.

"What, are you- "

A brush of skin to skin. Cheek to Cheek and the voice was near his ear.

"Scared, James…?" James arched slightly, his back having the oddest shiver run down his spine. All he replied with was…

"Maybe a little."

I'm so sorry for taking so long it updating once again! School has been shoveling things down my throat and such.

Originally this chapter was supposed to be put up on Halloween, but I got so busy and I couldn't.

I really hope you enjoyed this chapter and as you see the couple is starting to "bloom" with Red being quite flirting in his actions, taking a great liking to James.

If you have any ideas for chapters, PLEASE PM me!