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CHAPTER 10
The buzzing of my phone awakened me, so I sat up, stretching my arms sideward. I drop them on my waist and look around slowly. It doesn't look like my room, oh wait… that's right, I'm living with Brittany now, why can I get that in my head? Since my body didn't want to get out of bed, I slump back down and closed my eyes shut.
I barely remember what happened to me yesterday, except for Puckerman's trial but that's all. I went back to his store with him so that he would give me an orange cat and I named it Cupcake. I named her Cupcake because I missed Brittany and Kazey's Halloween baking routine and thought they would forgive me for not attending. Then I was smack in the face by a … soft, creamy thing. And lastly, I remember tasting chocolate fudge.
Sweet, creamy chocolate fudge, I wonder… did I eat some cupcake last night?
I look up to check the time, making me startle a bit because it was almost 12pm already. My tummy grumbles hungrily so I finally get up for some breakfast.
Walking out of my room, I bumped into Brittany, who was carrying a stack of towels.
"Oh, goodmorning Britt" I greet with a smile.
"M-m-morning" she replies with a shaky voice, not even bothering to look me in the eye. Brittany looks down on my lips, her cheeks turning bright red.
"Is there something wrong? Crap, do I have dried drool all over my mouth?" I ask hastily, covering my mouth with both of my hands, not wanting to show Brittany my ugly face.
"No, there's nothing there"
"Good" I said, removing my hands from my mouth and sighing in relief.
"Why were you looking at my lips then?"
Brittany eyes me curiously, her blue eyes sparkling against the sun's rays like always. Just seeing her looking at me like that makes me feel so secure and, and, I'm not so sure what the other feeling is, I just know there's something.
"You—don't remember anything? Last night?"
I shake my head in disapproval, wondering if whatever I did last night is connected to my lips. All I saw was darkness after tasting something sweet, and then I'm on my bed just about to get up. Yet here is Brittany, asking me something I don't recall.
"Oh, That's… well, that's okay" she mumbles, tilting her head to the side confusingly.
"I left you some breakfast in the fridge, uhm, I'll just put these over there" she adds, tightening her grip on the towels.
"Alright, Thanks for breakfast Britt" I smiled, walking past her to the dining table.
Today is the 31st of October and Brittany informed me that every year on that day, Oakwood Village holds a trick or treating festival. Every house is qualified to join, prepare candies for the little kids who would visit while wearing silly costumes. The kids and teenagers are the only ones allowed to go around, well the adults are allowed too but they're responsible for staying in the house, waiting for them to pick up the candies. I asked Brittany last time on who brought Kazey around the village for Halloween and she said her friend 'Molly' picks her up all the time. What I don't understand was the fact I spotted Kazey quivering when Brittany said that name, like it was some kind of curse. I turned to Brittany who seemed to not notice it, so I brushed it off. Kazey's probably excited to see Molly again that she was quivering with joy, yes … that might be it.
Opening up the fridge, I saw a plate containing bacon and egg, covered in plastic. A note was stuck on top of it, written in very nice handwriting. Brittany's writing is my favorite font. "FOR SANTANA, IN CASE I LEFT FOR WORK ALREADY –B"
I let out a small chuckle and snatched it out from the cold fridge, slamming it shut after. As I walk over to the dining table, Kazey comes rushing in. Once I look up at her, a goofy smile curls to my lips. Kazey was already wearing her Halloween costume and I'm not surprised on what she chose. It's perfect actually. She's sweet and cheery but can also be very sneaky and smart. Like that time on August, the day after I started living in Pierce residence, she all gave us small pieces of paper and markers then instructed us to write our deepest darkest secret. Since she said no one was going to read it aloud, I honestly wrote my deepest secret and I almost died, not literally though, if it wasn't for Kurt. He kindly stopped and rephrased it instead.
Recalling what happened that day, I failed to notice Kazey was already waving her palm in front of my face. I quickly snap out of my thoughts and smiled at Kazey again. She was wearing a pirate costume.
"Auntie San, I asked you a billion times! You never answered"
I bowed apologetically, taking a bite of some egg. "Sorry, I was just thinking about how a pirate suits you" I honestly said.
"Really? Yay!" she squealed, smiling broadly.
"Why are you wearing it now? Its just uhh…" I glanced around the room for the clock and once I spot it, I quickly sighed. I'm such a heavy sleeper.
"It just 12pm Kaze"
"Because you're coming with me and I'm too excited!"
"Arent you going uhh.. whats her name… uhm"
"Mo—Molly?"
"Yeah! Her! Arent you going with her?"
I munch on another piece of bacon, looking at Kazey fidgeting with her fingers just like Brittany. I know what it means, to fidget like that, it means Kazey's hiding something from me, or just being plain shy. It makes me worry when I see either of them play with their fingers like that, and just as I was about to ask what was wrong, Brittany comes back, lifting Kazey up to her waist.
"Hi Kay! I see your wearing your costume now, you're never like this… always running away when trick or treating comes" Brittany rants, nuzzling her nose to Kazey's which makes the little girl giggle.
"Cuz Auntie San's bringing me this time!" Kazey exclaims, letting me drop my fork on the plate.
I thought Kazey was kidding. I can't go trick or treating, wearing all those silly ugly costumes. In fact, I've never done trick or treating before. So I immediately stood up from my seat and shot Brittany a glare, actually it was more of a stare, I can't glare at Brittany, that would be heartbreaking.
"Uhm, Britt? What is Kazey talking about? She's kidding right?" I choked out, pieces of bacon still inside my mouth.
"Actually, I was going to ask Kay that" Brittany agreed, putting the little girl back down. "Kay, what are you talking about? Molly's taking you trick or treating!"
"But I want Auntie San, come on Mom, she'll be leaving next year and I wont have a chance to go trick or treating with her" Kazey huffed out, crossing her arms together. "Besides, Auntie San is much more fun-ner than Mol-Molly"
"But Molly's going to be upset sweetie" Brittany cooed, kneeling in front of the girl. She abruptly brings up her hand to tuck some of Kazey's loose hair behind her ear, smiling sweetly. "You cant just ditch her"
"But I want Auntie San! Only her!"
"Kay W—"
"Its okay" I blurt out, taking a sip of coffee. The mug still on my lips, I can sense two pairs of radiating eyes staring at me. I put the mug back down on the table and cough loudly, rolling my eyes playfully at Kazey. She owes me big time. I hate seeing them argue after all. I still don't like the idea though, but I'll sacrifice, it's for Kazey and Brittany.
"It's fine. I'll take her trick or treating. I have nothing to do" I added, shifting my body slightly since they're eyes were still glued to me.
"A-Are you sure San?" Brittany stutters, standing back up and walking closer to me.
"Positive, it might actually be fun" I lied, winking at Kazey who was beaming with joy. Brittany turns around to Kazey, who stops smiling and raises one of her eye brows. Shrugging it off, Brittany rotates her head back to me, and I see Kazey jumping up and down silently, making me laugh.
"T—Are you laughing? Why are you laughing?" Brittany asks quickly, turning back to Kazey who stops yet again, a straight face shown. Since I decided to play along, I playfully cross my eyes and stick my tongue out, making goofy faces, and causing Kazey to snort quietly. She was trying her best not to laugh I bet.
"Wha—Why are you.. San?" Brittany goes back to me and since me and lil' Kaze are playing a game, I tilt my head to the side and furrowed my brows. "What Britt? I didn't do anything"
I take a peek at Kazey who was pretending to be a fish, puffing out her cheeks and placing her arms to the side, as if swimming. A tiny chuckle comes out from my mouth and Brittany turns back to Kazey, catching her by the last minute. Brittany's face turned slight pink, bringing her hands up to her thighs.
"Kazey Pierce, Did you just pretend to be a fish while I was talking to Santana?" Brittany asks sternly.
"Uhm… uhh… Ohh! I have to feed Cupcake, see you both later!" Kazey huffs out, leaving me behind with Brittany. Thanks a lot Kaze, totally awesome for you to leave me here.
Brittany slowly rotates her head to me with an amused face and was about to say something when her cheeks start to turn red again, looking down on my lips. Seriously, is there something wrong with my lips?
"Britt—"
"I… I have to check on the Halloween cupcakes" Brittany interjects, quickly walking away from me before I could protest. I'm trying to think what I've done that was ever so related to my lips, but I just can't seem to know.
After I finished eating my meal, I go back inside the kitchen and leave it on the sink. Brittany was in front of the oven, bending down. Completely showing off her butt, which caught my eyes at once, and suddenly I feel a twinge on my lips, like it's reacting to something. How awkward can my lips get?
"Did you make new ones?" I ask.
Brittany stands up straight, much to my displeasure and smiles weakly, her cheeks still red. "Yeah, Kay and I woke up at 8 to make new batches. Much better ones, since we used most of the batter on throwing it to your face last night" she giggles.
"Oh yeah, what happened last night? After you and Kaze kept throwing cream balls at me?" I curiously asked.
"Well, we watched a movie, horror one which I was really scared of. Then s—"
Brittany stopped again, her cheeks weren't even red anymore; they were actually darker than that, if it's possible. This is the third time I asked Brittany the same question and she always stops at one point. This girl is really forgetful, I know because I've lived with her for almost two months (aug-sept).
"Britt, you've been acting like this for the past few minutes. I just started my day, and I would love to know why you keep turning into a lobster and start looking at my lips. Is there something wrong with my lips that its funny you turn red?" I huffed out.
"No. You're lips are fine… it just.."
"Just?"
"Mommy! Mommy! Cupcake spat out a hairball" Kazey shouts, ruining the moment.
"I have to go—"
"—you're not getting away from this okay? It's weird. When you talk to me, you only look at my lips" I sighed, but gave Brittany a reassuring smile, to show her I wasn't pissed. I have no right to be because I don't recall anything.
"Sorry I didn't mean to" she mumbles, thinking I was mad at her.
"I'm not mad Britt, just confused. Uhm, I'll be in my room" I tell her.
"Okay" I hear her say, leaving quietly.
Xoxoxoxo
(BRITTANY POV)
I grabbed an old newspaper from under the coffee table and drop it on top of Cupcake's hairball. Ever since I accidentally kissed Santana yesterday, all I thought about were lips. Fat lips, Tight Lips, Small Lips, and all those kinds. Truth be told, I even searched all about them on the internet, trying to figure out what kind of lips Santana tasted like. The result was fat, glossy lips, which I like.
What's very stupid of me is the fact Santana asked me the same question not twice, but trice and I keep forgetting the kissed we shared many hours ago. At first I forgot everything about the kiss, how we were throwing cream and chasing each other and suddenly I realized the kissing moment, shutting my mouth closed before the truth gets set free. If Santana doesn't remember the kiss, then I won't tell her. It was purely accidental after all, nothing serious. I was scared from the movie and turned my head to Santana, ready to hug her tight but I was met with fat, glossy lips instead.
I should keep note about not spilling it out to Santana.
"Kay, can you get a wet towel?" I say loudly, earning a swift answer from my little munchkin. "Yes Mommy!"
I bent down and disgustingly wrapped the newspaper around the hairball, bringing it up to the trashcan. After throwing it away, Kay comes to me with a towel in tow.
"Here Mommy" she said, handing out the towel to me.
"Thanks Kay"
I smiled warmly at Kay and bend back down, wiping the vomit clean.
"Say Mommy, do you want to join me and Auntie San for trick or treating?" Kay asks shyly.
I rotate my head to her, and see Kay mindlessly playing with her fingers. It reminds me so much of my past self, and even my now self. Before, when our parents were nice and fun, I would always fidget with my fingers when I asked something from them, whether it was a new toy, dancing lessons or a pet. It always worked, but I hate thinking about them, it hurts too much.
I wanted to tell Kay that 'yes, I would love to go' but I can't. I have to stay here and wait for other kids to get their Halloween treats. At least Santana is willing to go with Kay, and from the looks of it, I could tell Santana isn't really fond of Halloween.
"Sweetie, you know the answer, of course I can't. I have to stay here" I sighed, standing up straight with a frown.
Kay frowned too, bowing her head down sadly. I gently pulled up her chin with my hand and smiled weakly at her. "Don't be sad, you know I'd do anything to be with you" I tell her.
"I know" she grunt and roughly shakes her head, so my grasp on her chin would let go.
"I'll go to my room" she adds, stomping away loudly.
Once the door slams shut, I slump down on one of the sofa's and sigh heavily. We're always like this, every trick or treating. She knows I cant go with her, but every time I decline her pleading offer, she runs to her room and not come out until Molly comes. I had to drag her out of the room so that she'd have a fun time with Molly.
Molly was her only friend, and sometimes I just don't understand why Kay wouldn't want to go trick or treating with her. Molly is always sweet and polite to me.
Then suddenly the image of Santana's lips come to my mind again. I should stop thinking about her; she's just a very close friend of mine, that's it. But I won't deny the feeling inside of me that says I want to kiss her again. Ugh, I hate my thoughts.
Xoxoxo
Its 7pm, almost time for the big event. I'm wearing a pirate costume too since Kay won our tiny bet. We wore duck costumes last year, Kay didn't like it because she wants something scary but she told me she loves ducks, just not for Halloween. All the cupcakes are placed nicely in a silver tray and I'm waiting for the duo to get out of their rooms and get ready for some fun outside, while I'm going to be stuck here saying "Happy Halloween" about 40 times.
"Ouch, Kaze! Watch the horns!" I hear Santana yell inside Kay's room.
Around 3pm a while ago, Kay came out of her room and begged Santana to go with her to the mall. Kay wanted Santana to buy her costume but Santana told her she would wear simple clothes which Kay strongly denies. After a few more whines from Kay, Santana obliged to go and ever since they came back, Kay didn't want to show me the costume so I'm very curious right now to see what Santana picked.
I hear a few struggles and bumping from the room, making me giggle softly. The noise subdues after a few moments and I see the door crack open. Kay's first to go out, wearing an adorable pirate costume. She runs to my arms and I hoist her up, letting Kay rest on my hips.
"So, you're not mad at me anymore?" I teased.
"Nope. I don't like being mad at mommy"
"Of course you don't" I said, rolling my eyes. Kay says that every year.
"Auntie San, You can come out now!" Kay yells loudly.
I avert my attention to the empty hallway and suddenly, my jaw drops and my cheeks turn dark red once again as Santana exits the room. My eyes never leave her as she walks down the house towards me and Kay with a shy smile. Santana doesn't look scary at all, quite the opposite really, she's doing sexy.
Santana's wearing a devil's costume. She's wearing a tight, black tube dress that ends until the top of her knees, a red headband with thorns sticking on both ends and at the back of her dress was a long tail with the end shaped like a heart. Santana has become Satan.
"How do I look Britt?"
I was too caught up with what she was wearing that I didn't notice her standing in front of me already. I clear my throat and slowed down my breathing.
"You're gonna pop the eyeballs out of some teenagers" I choked out, feeling a sweat drip down the back of my neck.
"Thanks Britt. You look good too" she replies, directing towards my ragged clothing.
"Good? It's just some old clothes"
"Old clothes look hot at you though" she shots back, winking at me playfully.
My cheeks turn dark red again as I hastily glance at Santana's lips once more, this doesn't go unnoticed by her of course.
"You're looking at my lips again Britt, what's up?" she growls, not to menacingly.
I quickly look up to her brown orbs and bite my lip softly. "Nothing, just admiring the view" I said with a grin.
"Alright, you ready to go Kaze?" she cooed to the little girl on my arms.
"Ready!" she exclaims, jumping out of my arms and running out of the door.
"Have fun" I tell Santana as she was about to leave the door as well.
"Seriously Britt, I don't understand why I cant stay here and give out the candies while you go out with Kaze. I know you want to go so badly" she says out of nowhere, taking me by surprise.
"Because, if I let you stay here you'll fall asleep and not give these out" I explained, pointing my index finger to the many trays.
"True" she admits sadly.
"Just go have fun with Kay okay? And bring her back here at around 10" I smile broadly as Santana nods.
"Okay, See you later Britt" and with that said, Santana leaves the house too.
Taking into my surroundings, I walk to the coffee table and pick up the tray of cupcakes. A door bell comes echoing through the walls of the house and I happily skip my way to the door. Once I open it, I'm quite surprised to see who my first trick or treat-er is.
"Officer Ron?"
It was Ron, the guard who works in Oakwood village, the guy who replaced Stahn who was now in jail, the thought of it made me smile.
"H-Hi Ms. Pie-rce, I-I just wanted to wish you a hap-py h-hall-oween" he stutters, just like always.
"Happy Halloween too. Here, have one" I replied, handing over a cupcake to the nice man.
"Tha-Thank you s-so much Ms. P-Pierce"
"You want to come in?" I kindly asked as he nods shyly.
Ron enters the house and looks around with an astonished expression. "You-Youre house is quite beautiful M-Ms Pierce"
"It's just normal, but thanks. So what brings you here?"
"I-I was stan-ding on g-guard when I-I thought th-that maybe I-I should g-greet you. You a-are very kind t-to me Ms. Pierce"
"Your welcome" I said, smiling wide.
As I gestured Ron to sit down on one of the sofas something caught my eye. I look up to see Kay's pirate hat on top of the small desk beside the kitchen.
"Oh my. Kay loves that hat" I muttered, walking close to it.
"E-Excuse me M-Ms. Pierce?"
"I have to give this to her" I mumbled, forgetting Ron was still in the house.
"M-Ms. Pierce?"
"Ron!" I exclaimed, now realizing he was there. "Can you give those cupcakes to the kids that would be visiting? I'll be back soon, Kay forgot her hat" I blabbed non-stop.
"But M—"
I couldn't hear what Ron said after because I was already outside of the house, running as I look for both Kay and Santana.
Xoxoxox (SANTANA POV)
"Happy Halloween lil' Kazey and friend!" a woman said as she kindly pours some candy on Kazey's orange bucket.
"Thank you Mrs. Kim!" Kazey exclaims, looking happily at the many candies on her bucket.
"You're welcome sweetheart" she replies, smiling brightly. "And you, young lady are you sure you don't want some candy?" she adds, directing her gaze at me.
"It's alright, I'm just here to go around with Kaze"
"How kind o—"
"Ma!" someone yells from inside the house, cutting off Mrs. Kim's statement.
"Ma!"
"What is it, Rick? I'm talking to someone here" she growls as a teenage boy approaches her.
"I don't care" he hisses back then looks at me.
"I mean… who are you? I-I haven't seen you before" he quickly changes his mood, eyeing me up and down which I think is very disgusting. This is why I hate men, they're rude, unlike women who are gentle and kind… like Brittany.
"Come on Kaze, lets go. Thanks again Mrs. Kim" I ignored him, smiling coyly at the old woman. Mrs. Kim nods humbly as we walk down the steps of her house.
"Auntie San" Kazey says softly, like a whisper and I look down to see her frowning.
"What is it Kaze?"
"I left my pirate hat" she says sadly, her signature pout still there.
"Do you wanna go home and get it?" I ask as we were nearing another house.
"I don't know. Should we?" she said, looking up to me with want.
"I can tell you want to wear it badly, so let's go home" I decided, holding her tiny hands tight.
"No, It's okay, I want more candies before it runs out" she says, quickly changing the emotion of her eyes to candy-want.
I chuckle softly and shake my head unbelievingly when a young fat girl walks towards us. "Hey Kazey" she says loudly, making me look at her with disdain.
"M-Molly" Kazey hushes out, scooting closer to my side.
"Yup, why did you decline my offer to go trick or treating with you?"
"I… I'm going with my Auntie San, she wont be here next year so I thought…."
"Well, you though wrong. I mean…" she glances up to me with a smile that makes my tummy grumble weirdly. "Hi there, you must be Auntie San. I'm Molly, a friend of Kazey's" she introduces herself and I could feel Kazey's grip harden against my hand.
"Yes, I've heard. Where's your mom, Molly?" I ask curiously, looking around to see anyone who was related to her.
"At home with Trevor, my brother. I'm all alone you see, because Kazey left me"
"I didn't leave you. You should have asked Lena to go with you" Kazey retorts, not lessening the grip of our intertwined hands.
Molly starts to glare at Kazey and out of habit; I gently push Kazey behind me. "Were you just glaring at Kaze?" I snarled at the fat girl.
"Glaring? Of course not Ms. Lopez" she dejects, smiling awkwardly.
"You're a creepy kid, what are you implying?" I said, eyeing her strictly.
"Well, I simply want to go around trick or treating with Kazey, that isn't bad right?" she said, moving her eyes to Kazey who was still behind me.
"Kazey promised me" she adds, saying it like there was some meaning.
"Promised you what?"
"She knows what I mean" Molly simply says, her voice was so high, I bet it could break the window glasses. She stretches out her right hand and Kazey peeks out, shivering uncontrollably.
"Right Kazey? Come on, lets go"
Kazey comes out from my back and takes Molly's hand. I quickly slap Molly's hand away from Kazey's and place my hands on top of her shoulders, bending down to match her height.
"What are you doing Kaze? Don't go with her, let's go"
"It's okay. I promised Molly" she replied, her face showing no emotion, like she gave up and was ready for something bad.
Molly placed her hand on top of mine and I abruptly look at her with disgust.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of her. Bye Ms. Lopez" she says, taking Kazey's hand and walking away from sight.
I stay kneeling down on the ground, not liking what happened at all. Kazey was definitely afraid of Molly, I could feel it, sense it, and it just makes me wonder why Brittany hasn't noticed it before? I angirly get up from the ground to avoid strange stares from the kids walking by and trot my way to the park.
The park's gates were chained close as I neared it and a man wearing a dead waiter's costume appeared in front of me.
"Hello, welcome to the Haunted House special of Oakwood village, if you may pass here" he gestured towards a small opened gate that was right beside the huge ones.
I had nothing to do so I followed him and entered the gate. Once I entered, the dead-waiter closed it shut. I turned around to see him at the other side of the gate, waving mischievously.
"Just straight forward Miss" he instructs, pulling a blanket over the gate so that the only thing I could see was complete darkness.
"Hey Wait!" I yell, but he doesn't respond. My breathing becomes heavier as I look back at the straight passageway. I hesitantly walked forward, not looking anywhere but north. I gulped hard as time passes by and suddenly I feel something touch my shoulder. I shrieked aloud and rotated my body around, only to see nothing.
I inhaled and exhaled fastly, then continued walking again. Who touched me just now? Was the only thing repeating in my head as I felt someone snatch my right leg and pull me … down? Oh shit, it better not be a kid dressed up as a zombie. Please, anything but that.
"Ahh!" I screamed as the person who grabbed my legs was dragging me somewhere. I tried to grab a hold of anything I could feel, but I'm sure the only thing surrounding us is grass. I quickly kick my legs loose, but the stranger is holding me very tight. He or she is very strong.
"Let go!" I shout, knowing fully he wouldn't. My dress is getting muddy and I feel the wet grass scratching my cheeks. How can they just drag me on the ground? That's absurd.
The pulling stops and I'm lying down on the cold ground, the scent of soil evading my nostrils. I slowly get up and shift my body left to right, hoping to see light, but sadly, I don't.
"Okay so you just drag me here? That's the whole haunted house business? Pretty lame if you asked me" I yelled to no one particularly. Truth be told, the whole 'dragging me thing' already scared the shit out of me. But they ruined my dress, so I'm pissed.
I crossed my arms together and waited for something to happen. Since nothing came, I sighed and started walking north, well I think its north, I'm not so sure. As I took one step, I hear something crawling behind me. I turn around, my eyes widening after what I saw. There were hands, just hands, no arms, no body, just hands. They were crawling their way to me.
On the end of all those hands were blood and bones and it sent shivers down my spine. I'm freaking out, I'm frozen. I snap out of my paralyzed state and began to run. Who cares if it's just some fake, technology creation, this shit scares me. I don't want to see those things crawl on my body.
As I run for my life, not literally, a growl eluded my ears. I feel thumping and screaming, turning around I spot a huge dog with huge fangs chasing a teenager. I sigh of relief escapes my mouth when I don't spot any crawling hands coming after me, but that feeling of relief was soon gone as the teenager passed me and the dog's golden eyes are on me now.
"Shit" I cursed and began running towards the direction the girl went to. I'm not afraid of dogs, but when you look at it run and growl you feel like it's coming to eat you.
I turn left and was glad the dog continued running forward, not noticing me as I hid in the darkness. I was walking backwards when something holds my leg again.
"uwoohhh" was all I heard.
I turned around only to see a couple of zombies popping out of the soiled ground and hoisting themselves up. I bowed my head down to see a hand coming out from the ground, holding my shins tightly. It pulls himself up and shows his rotten face to me, which is very unlucky because I'm very afraid of zombies. They are my worst nightmare. I should give a tip to whoever made this haunted house thing because it's really good.
Since zombies scared me a lot, my knees go weak and I fall down, shivering like an old lady. I hope no one sees me, this is too embarrassing. They aren't real, I know, but no matter what happens to my life, once I've seen a zombie, I go pale. There was this time when I was 7, my mom and I watched this movie all about zombies and I wasn't able to sleep for weeks. These are one of the reasons why I never go trick or treating because if I see anyone dressed as one, I'm going to turn white and weak and I don't want anyone to see me like that. The only people, who did though, were only my parents and Quinn.
I'm shivering like I've never did before. This is the first time I've experienced a bunch of dressed-up zombies crawling deadly at me and I just feel like screaming. This isn't me at all, but I cant help but want to cry too. That's how much zombies scare me, that's why I don't have a backyard at my house (not Brittany's house) even though Brittany has her own backyard, I don't mind because I'm not alone and that's why I don't go trick or treating, I already told you that though. I shouldn't have agreed to this, I'm pretty sure I'll faint and when I wake up, and see a bunch of adults or teenagers laughing at me hysterically.
The zombie who was still holding my feet was already on top of my lower half, continuing its way to my face, probably to bite my brains. That sounds way too weird.
"Please stop" I muttered, clenching the grass tightly on both my hands.
"Please…" I pleaded, which I never do.
"St—"
"AHH!" I hear someone yell not too far from here.
I know that voice, it was Brittany's. I don't know what came to me, but I punched the fake zombie hard on the face and stood up quickly, running towards Brittany's voice. For some odd reason, my body functioned up once I heard her scream, it made me worried. I was getting closer, I feel it and once I saw a flash of blonde hair, I stop.
"Britt!" I exclaimed, breathing heavily.
"S-San is that you?" she whispers quietly.
"Yeah, what are you … why are you here?" I ask, nearing my body to hers.
"Why were you screaming?" I added. I'm not sure if I'm looking at her because the only thing I see is blonde hair. Her back was probably facing me since I couldn't see Brittany's radiant blue eyes that would shine even at the darkest places.
"O-Over there" she replies, finally turning to me and I immediately saw her eyes, tearing up a bit. She was pointing to the dark of course. It was too dark to see anything but her eyes.
"What'd you see Britt?" I whispered quietly, stepping closer to Brittany's side.
"He's there" she squeaked.
"Who's there?"
"Albert Einstein" she answered—wait, hold up. Albert Einstein? I must be deaf.
"What?" I asked again, not believing my ears.
"It's Albert Einstein San, he's over there. I saw him" she said, walking behind me. "He's there"
"The scientist?"
Brittany nods in response, resting her forehead against my back. "You're afraid of Albert Einstein, a well known scientist?" I rephrased, adding more meaning to the question.
"Yes… He's too smart. It's scary, he isn't human San. He's brain's scary. He's scary" she mumbles.
A smile creeps into my lips as I turn around and pull Brittany into a hug. She's the most adorable person I've ever met.
"It's okay. Albert Einstein won't hurt you" I hummed as silence eluded Brittany's whimpers.
After a few minutes Brittany gently pushes me back, much to my displeasure but I wont say it. "Thank you San" she sighs, slowly intertwining our fingers together. I'm pretty sure she doesn't know what she's doing.
"You're welcome Britt" I replied, smiling wide even though I know she couldn't see it.
"Can we leave this place? I'll tell you everything after. Albert Einstein might come out again"
"Sure Britt. Sure" I chuckled, completely forgetting the whole zombie scene. Oh crap, I just remembered it now, but honestly, I really don't care anymore since Brittany and I are holding hands.
We walk forward with no more intrusions from any zombies, dogs, hands and Albert Einstein which makes us both very happy. Suddenly a woman in a maid costume approaches us with a dead smile.
"This is the end of the haunted house, the exit is here please" she instructs, gesturing her hands to a silver gate.
"Thank you" I choked out.
She lazily bows her head and goes ahead of me and Britt, waiting by the side of the gate.
"Quite the haunted house huh Britt?" I say once we were out of the park.
"Mhmm" she replies, looking down at our hands then back at me with a flushed face.
"It's okay, please don't let go. I like holding hands with you" I blurt out, scratching the back of my neck shyly at what I just confessed.
Brittany's grip tightens and I smile brightly. "Me too" she admits.
We sway our hands back and fortg as we glided through the streets of Oakwood Village. From time to time I take a small peek at Brittany. Her face was even more beautiful sidewards, showing off her perfectly shaped chin. I was eyeing Brittany's flawless neck mindlessly that I didn't notice her head rotating to me, catching me by the last minute.
"Hey San, I want to take you somewhere" Brittany tells me.
I snap out of my thoughts and look up to Brittany's blue orbs. "Where's that?" I ask curiously.
Brittany winks at me playfully, tugging my hands and running away. I do the same and run with her as we approach a big metal gate with a warning sign on it.
"Britt.. what a—"
"Shh" she shushes me, letting go of my hand and walking towards the handle of the gate. Brittany slowly turns the knob around and the gate opens with a cracking noise. She goes back to me and holds my hand again, making me smile goofily.
"Come on, let's go in" she says, nodding her head at the open gate.
"But Britt, it has a warning sign" I teased her.
"I know you want to come in more than I do" she shot back.
"Mhmm, you got that right" I said, smirking.
"Where's this place anyways?"
"It's behind the park, like a mini one, for the ones who own Oakwood village, they don't want crowded people so they have their own min-park here" Brittany explains.
"What are we waiting for then, trouble-maker? I want to see this park"
She nods enthusiastically and we both enter to another dark place. Once we're in, it doesn't seem like a dark place at all. When you look up, the stars and moon are shining brightly here, rather than the other, huge park. Looking around, it's like you're in a wonderland.
"Wow" I sighed
"I know. How dare they keep this a secret from us?" Brittany joked.
"Who's us?" I ask, walking around the park with glimmering eyes. I don't think of zombies when I'm here, which is great, but maybe it's 'cause Brittany's here with me. I'll never know now will I?
"Mr. and Mrs. Kim own the whole village. Mrs. Oakwood got married to Mr. Kim, that's why she's named Mrs. Kim now" Brittany replies. "I bet Kay and you already visited them"
I spot a silver white flower sticking out from one of the bushes. Bending down to pluck it out, I respond to Brittany's statement. "Mrs. Kim only, Havent seen Mr. Kim, but I think I saw her son… Rick was it?" I said, twirling the stem of the white flower.
"Ohh, actually, Rick isn't related to Mrs. Kim, he's Mr. Kim's child only. I heard the old Mrs. Kim died a few years back"
"That's sad. Sorry about that" I sighed, gliding back to Brittany's side.
"I haven't met Mrs. Kim, but I bet she was a great woman. Mr. Kim said so himself, that's why Rick isn't good to the NOW Mrs. Kim, he believes he has only one mom, that's the deceased Mrs. Kim" Brittany says sadly, slumping down on a bench.
I do the same and slowly sat down on the bench, the flower still on my hands. "We should stop talking about the Kim's history. What I want to know it why you're here and not at home?" I blabbed, facing my direction to Brittany who began to fidget with her fingers.
"Kay left her hat so I thought that maybe I'd look for both of you so I would give it to her" Brittany explains, reaching inside her ragged pirate costume and pulling out a folded piece of clothing.
"I accidently ended up at the haunted house and I'm happy I bumped into you" she ends, smiling warmly at me.
"Glad I could help…" I replied, matching Brittany's smile. I look down at the flower then back at Brittany as she tucks some loose hair behind her ear. I shuffled closer to her, bringing the flower up to eye level. "Hey Britt…." I started to say…
"Yeah?" she responds, rotating her head to me with a confused expression. Even though it was dark, we were so close; I could see her face perfectly.
"Could I put this flower on your ear?" I ask shyly, twirling the silver white flower in front of Brittany as she's looks at it curiously.
"I mean… you… you don't have to, that was stupid of me, fo-forget it that was—" I began ranting, a blush formulating on my cheeks.
Brittany giggles softly, clasping both of her hands to mine, keeping my cold hand warm. "It's okay, shh… I don't mind" she replies softly, rubbing my hand gently.
I gave Brittany a tight lip smile as she lets go of my hand and closes her eyes shut. I take a deep breath and bring my free hand to her cheek, brushing it lightly. I feel her quiver at my touch as I lean forward, our noses almost touching.
"Are you sure? It might be weird of you to umm…" I ranted again, feeling embarrassed.
"It's okay San. It's just a flower right? Nothing's wrong with that" she teased.
"Right" I agreed, moving my freehand to Brittany's left ear, brushing some hair off. Slowly, I placed the silver white flower on top of her ear and lean back, admiring the way it shines against Brittany's blonde locks.
She slowly opens her eyes and right on cue the moon starts to shine on her as she smiles sweetly at me. It was like looking at an angel. Brittany's blue eyes twinkling like the stars, her blonde hair flashing brightly, her teeth sparkling as she smiles, then the flower on top of her ear, making her even more beautiful, but most of all, was her laugh… How it was the most wonderful thing I've ever heard. Who cares if she was wearing a pirate costume? It doesn't matter.
"How do I look?" she teases, sticking her tongue out playfully.
"Beautiful" I blurt out, blushing shyly.
"Thanks San" she replies, looking down on my lips then back up with her cheeks turning bright red.
I didn't ask why she was looking at my lips anymore. I didn't care. Just by looking at her like this made me realize something.
I think I'm in love with Brittany Susan Pierce.
[to be continued]
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