"Lyann, Lyann!" The little girl called out for her friend, although she knew there would be no answer. They were playing hide and seek. She giggled as she ascended the stairs in the large foyer, keeping quiet as her feet creaked on the wooden boards. She remembered hearing Lyann's feet running this way while she counted, so she must be upstairs! Emma stopped as she saw Jack approaching the stairs from the hall way. She ran up to him and pulled on his sleeve, whispering "Hey, help me look for Lyann~"
An audible sigh could be heard from the young male as he put his fingers to his blue mask. He, like all the other pastas that lived in the mansion, have grown to know the newcomer well. They were all like friends now that just over a month had passed. "Does it have to be right now?" He asked with an annoyed tone in his voice. The young pasta wouldn't be able to see, but his face fell when he looked down and saw the pout on her face. Damn. was all he could think.
"Fine, but it has to be quick." Jack stopped a moment to let Emma jump up and down before he continued. "I'll go this way" he pointed behind him to the way he came. "You go that way" he pointed the opposite hallway. She nodded and the excitement was gleaming in her eyes as she ran in the other direction away from him. He let out yet another, irritated sigh before he turned on his heel and began walking to his room.
He actually knew exactly where Lyann was, because she's the one that came bursting into his room. He remembered her quickly closing his door and leaning against the back of it while she caught her breath from running. He had raised his head from his book and raised an eye brow at her, but she didn't notice him until she opened her eyes. She had squeaked with surprise and laughed nervously and quietly. "Hi, I thought you were out. Can I use your room?"
Jack remembered just shrugging as he stood and made his way to the door so he could leave, he had no intentions of asking her why. "Oh! If you're going to leave, I can go somewhere else. That would be rude of-" He had smacked his book on the top of her head, silencing her. She whined and held the welt that was forming under her brown hair. "Ow, ow. Fine then." She stepped aside and let Jack leave; they seemed to have that silent communication between each other. It had naturally formed. Lyann would do something stupid and Jack would smack her on the head. It was when he opened the door and heard Emma's "Here I come!", that he understood what was happening. Lyann cursed under her breath and ran for his closet door, squeezing in there between his few extra clothes and some boxes filled with tools.
Now, he was at his door again, reaching for the handle. He stopped and wondered if he should really do this, but seeing the look of betrayal on Lyann's face would be somewhat comical. He gripped the knob and slowly turned it, the door clicking as it opened. "Shit" came behind his closet door and he could hear a thud as if the young woman had fell over something. Jack snickered to himself as he walked in and shut the door behind him. "You suck at this game." He said with amusement in his voice as he strode to the closet door and ripped it open.
Just as he thought, Lyann was on her butt in the floor of his closet, shirts and boxes over her as she sheepishly looked up at him. He couldn't help but stare for a moment before he reached out a hand to help her up. She graciously took it and let him pull her up. She went to step out of the closet but her foot got caught on one of the boxes, causing her to trip. He didn't falter as his arms went around her to keep her from going to the floor. "S-sorry, I'll clean that up." He nodded before he silently let her go and walked back to his door. Lyann watched him questionably.
"Emma, she's in here!" He called for the young blonde and her voice could be heard crystal clear from across the house. "Jack!" Lyann exclaimed and he faced her to witness her frantically looking about where to run. She considered the window, but they were several feet up. She would definitely break a leg. "God, sorry to mess up your closet but you didn't have to do that!" Her face was flushed with a mix of embarrassment and annoyance as she ran to his bed and dived under the covers. She could hear him snickering as she laid as flat as possible.
She knows me well. He thought to himself as Emma came rushing by him and into his room. Her little feet padded on the floor and let Lyann know of her presence. She tried to keep her breathing quiet, but it was hard to do so after Jack had gotten her so worked up. Emma looked to Jack, in turn he pointed to the bed. A wicked grin grew on the girls face as she tiptoed to the bed and crouched like a lioness, waiting to take her pray. Everything was silent in the room, making Lyann stir with anticipation.
"I found you!" Both girls were screaming as Emma pounced on her older friend. She began her tickling, causing Lyann to toss and turn and the blankets to go flying during the fits of laughter. "Oh! No! Stop!" She managed between gasps and hicks, her giggling and half screams mixing in with the child's. "Jack! Help me~" She cried and reached for the door, but in her dismay he was turning to leave, his shoulders jerking with laughter. She could barely breathe anymore. Emma was going to kill her with laughter!
After what felt like a hellish eternity Emma finally fell off of her, rolling to her back and holding her stomach while she giggled. Lyann couldn't take her revenge as she held her own sides, turning to cuddle against who she considered her little sister. "Ah, that was great." Lyann smiled and whipped away the tears that were in her eyes and on her cheeks, doing the same to little Emma. Surprisingly, the little girl was fast asleep. "Guess it was time for your nap anyways." Lyann whispered to herself as she brushed the girl's hair from her face and admired her cute and childish features. She took it back: Emma was just like her own daughter. She knew she couldn't carry the girl and keep her asleep so she decided to wrap her up under the navy blue blankets and leave her in Jack's room.
Halloween was approaching fast, Lyann thought to herself as she set on her bed in the warmth and solitude of her own apartment. She absently turned through the pages of her anatomy textbook. It had been hard for her to keep up with studies because of Jeff and the others, but at least she had Cassius there for her. He was like her saving grace for the few classes they had together. She couldn't say much for the other ones. B's would still be good enough for her father, hopefully.
She looked over to her clock to see that it was only getting later and was almost the wee hours of the morning. She let out a loud yawn and stretched her arms above her head. Hesitantly she closed her book, hoping she would do good on her midterm that was tomorrow. Dropping the large text over the side of her bed with a clump she reached to her lamp and turned off the lamp, enclosing her in darkness. She guessed that Jeff wouldn't be coming by tonight.
She pulled the covers up to her chin and let out another yawn before she turned to her side and tried to get warm. She hated it when she realized it was hard to get warm without Jeff here to provide his contribution. She blushed some as she pulled the blankets tighter around herself. Jeff was still an ass most of the time when they were together, but still he slept with her and lived with her most of the days of the week the past month. But for the last week he's been avoiding her. It was so sudden and unexpected it made her somewhat confused. His absence made her feel a tightness in her chest. She spent the whole weekend with the other pastas, but still he never showed. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to push the thought of him out of her mind. Maybe I shouldn't go to the mansion anymore... I'm sure they wouldn't miss me... With that last thought she drifted into a light sleep, tossing and turning throughout the night.
A shadow stalked the next victim. The third one that night. The teen was running down the dimly lit streets as he kept turning back to see who it may be. All he could hear was a sick laughter that radiated close behind him. He was quickly loosing his breath but he wasn't ready to give up yet. Why was there no one else on the street? Was there no one that could save him? These where the things that jumped around his mind as he turned the next corner then quickly cut into an ally. He stumbled behind a dumpster and tried silencing his heaving. He prayed he lost his pursuer, but this killer was smarter than that.
His breath stopped in his throat as a shadow passed by the ally entrance. It looked like he was passed. He waited a second longer before letting out a heavy sigh. "Heh, not so smart, are we?" His heart jumped out of his chest as he looked up, seeing a looming figure on the top of the dumpster. He was speechless as he took in the pale face, messy black hair and the smile etched into the face. It was a gruesome sight that was hard to take in.
Something wet dripped onto his cheek. With a shaky hand he reached up and dipped his finger into the liquid, moving his eyes away from the stranger and to the crimson that stained his index finger. He gulped and glanced back up but the creepy male was gone. He shivered and peeked around the side of the dumpster. His heart pounded hard and fast as he was scared on where his stalker would be. Suddenly there was a pain in his shoulder and he screamed in pain. He turned to see the killer still over him. He had rage etched in his features. It was scary.
"I-I'm a killer!" Jeff screamed at his victim, spitting his anger at the poor soul. "I feel no regret! I feel nothing but joy when I make the kill!" He screamed as he stabbed the male in his gut over and over. He noticed his sacrifice was about to pass and he paused. He was loosing his composure. He couldn't keep focus. And he knew why. "Go. To. Sleep." He mumbled quietly, with a hint of something not far from pain in his voice as he dug the tip of his knife into the teen's heart. He stayed still for what may of been hours, musing over the girl that was causing him more turmoil that he ever knew possible.
