Five days before Hallowwen, Georgie was sitting in her classroom at PC High School when something peculiar and frightening happened. A piece of chalk rose up toward the blackboard and a warning was written by an unseen hand. It said :On Halloween Night, at Wyndemere, someone will be murdered at the masquerade ball.. BEWARE!
Suddenly, anyone who was looking at the blackboard gasped in horror. Georgie's heart started to pound. She had been planning to attend the masqurade ball of Nikolas Cassadine with her boyfriend Dillon. She couldn't wait to leave class so she could tell Dillon and anyone who would listen to her what she had seen in her classroom.
When Georgie saw Dillon that evening at Kelly's, she told him what she had seen. "You're kidding, right?" he said. "Is this some kind of Halloween prank?"
"No!" Georgie cried out. "I saw it with my own two eyes! Someone is going to be murdered at Wyndemere on Halloween night."
"Well," said Dillon. "We don't have to go if you don't want to. We could go to the park, dance to our own music. I could bring some wine from the Quarermaine wine cellar."
"That sounds like fun, but maybe we should go to the party."
"Are you sure we won't get murrdred? Cuz I am too young to die."
"I'll protect you," Georgie promised, giving Dillon a soft kiss on the lips.
Xxxooo
On Halloween night, Emily and Nikolas were preparing Wyndemere for the ball. "We better hurry!" Emily gasped. "Our guests will be here soon!"
"We are almost ready," Nikolas assured. "I will have the servants bring the refreshments into the ballroom."
"Okay, great! I wlll hurry and put on my costume!"
Minutes later, a few of the guests had arrived, including Maxie, Georgie, Dillon, Brook Lynn, Robin, Lucky, Elizabeth, and several of their other friends from school. Georgie wore a sexy black kitten costume and Dillon was dressed as Zorro.
"You look hot in those tights and the black cape," Georgie said to her boyfriend as they took a stroll over to the refreshment table for a glass of delicious punch.
"That's yummy," Dillon said after taking a sip. "But I still say the wine would have been better."
"You just want to get me tipsy so I'll sleep with you tonight," Georgie teased.
"Maybe," Dillon said with a smirk.
"Want to dance?" Georgie asked as romantic and ghostly music began to play.
"Sure, my cozy little kitty-cat," Dillon agreed.
They joined a few others on the dance floor of the ballroom who were all wearing various Halloween costumes. All of their disguises were so well-made that it was difficult to tell who anyone might be under all the make-up, the wigs, and the festive clothes.
As they were dancing, Georgie trembled in Dillon's arms.
"Dillon, what if someone here is a murderer? And what if someone ends up killed?"
"I hope that doesn't happen. You said you'd protect me," Dillon reminded as he held her close in his embrace.
"Maybe we should leave -."
"And go to the park and get drunk?" Dillon finished.
"Something like that. I've been truly scared since I saw the weird writing on the blackboard at school. Maybe we could park somewhere in your car... or find a room upstairs were we could-."
"Make hot, passionate love?" Dillon asked hopefully.
"Sure. Halloween night seems like an awesome night for me to lose my virginity."
"I can help with that," Dillon said.
"Okay, find a bottle of wine somewhere and then we'll meet in the foyer. I am going to tell Maxie goodbye so she doesn't worry about me."
Dillon agreed and they parted ways in the ballroom.
While Dillon looked around for a bottle of wine he could swipe, Georgie went to say farewell to her sister. She rushed up to Maxie who was wearing a bright pink fairy princesss costume and gave her a tight hug.
"Dillon and I are leaving the party. I'll see you later at home."
"What?!" Maxie gasped. "You're leaving already?"
"We aren't really having fun," Georgie confided. "I keep thinking about what I saw on the blackboard the other day at school... about somebody being murdered here tonight. I don't think I want to stay."
"You're a party pooper. We were just about to have a seance," Maxie stated.
"I will pass. I just want to spend the night with Dillon."
"Ohhh I bet. I hope you guys have fun. Love you, sis. I'll see you later tonight."
"Stay safe," said Georgie, before she gave Maxie another big hug.
Dillon found a bottle of chilled wine for him and Georgie to enjoy for their romantic Halloween night together. "Where will we go?" Georgie asked when she met her boyfriend in the foyer.
"The Quartermaine wine cellar?" Dillon suggested.
Georgie shook her head. "I dont think so."
"The graveyard?"
"Are you out of your mind? Are you trying to ruin my romantic mood?"
"Once we get off the island, we'll drive around and maybe an idea will come to us," Dillon suggested.
"Okay, Come on. Let's go," agreed Georgie as she slipped on her jacket.
Xxxooo
Less than an hour later, they had left Wyndemere and were driving around in Dillon's car. "I can't believe your mom bought you this amazing car for your sixteenth birthday," Georgie said, feeling so much happiness since they'd left that spooky party.
"Me either!" Dillon said as he was driving down a dark and deserted road near the docks in Port Charles.
"Where are you taking me?" Georgie asked.
"I really don't know. You said we'd figure it out when we were driving."
"Maybe we should go to the park. It's probably deserted right now since everyone has gone to Halloween parties or they're out trick-or-treating."
"Good idea. As long as no one catches us drinking from that wine bottle... especially your dad. I've never been arrested."
"I could strip-search you. If you want," Georgie giggled.
"I do want..." he said as he turned at the next intersection and headed toward the park.
Surprisingly, someone had decorated the park for Halloween as well. The shelter house was covered in spooky cob webs that swayed in the autumn breeze and there were jack-o-lanterns with glowing candles inside.
"Let's go hang out in the shelter house. We can take a couple of these jack-o-lanterns in for a little light," Dillon suggested.
"Okay. Good idea."
Dillon carried one inside and Georgie followed after, carrying the chilled bottle of wine. She set it down on one of the tables as Dillon placed one of the lighted pumpkins right next to it. A few minutes later, they got cozy after bringing in a few more jack-o-lanterns.
"I wonder who decorated the park?" Georgie said as Dillon wrapped an arm around her, pulling her in close to the warmth of his body.
He shrugged, but suddenly, Georgie freaked out. "What if something will happen here... in the park... tonight? There was a warning for Wyndemere. Maybe there was a warning for this park, too... and because of that, no one came out here to celebrate!"
Dillon gave Georgie soothing kisses. "I know you're scared by what you saw, but I am sure there's nothing sinister going on. You don't have to be afraid."
"Ohhh that's perfect for you to say, Dillon. I'm protecting YOU!"
"No, Georgie, I love you, and if anything ever happened, I would do everything in my power to protect you," Dillon promised.
"Thank you, Dillon. I love you," she murmured as they began to kiss.
After a few scorching kisses, Dillon got thirsty, so he uncorked the wine. "Ladies first," he said as he let Georgie have a taste.
"That's really good," Georgie said after sipping the yummy vintage.
"I love it," he agreed after he too drank from the bottle. "How much do we have to drink before we make love?"
"I'm not even tipsy yet," Georgie replied.
"Have some more," Dillon said as he handed her the bottle of wine once again.
Xxxooo
Later, the wine was nearly 3/4 gone and Georgie was giggly. "Do you really want to have sex tonight?"
"Well, that depends if you want to do it here in this shelter house. It's kind of cold in here," Dillon replied.
"We'd make the air steamy and hot pretty quick," Georgie promised.
"Ohhh no! I forgot a condom!" Dillon cried out.
Georgie reached into the little purse that matched her kitten costume. "It's a good thing you have a smart and responsible girlfriend," Georgie said as she pulled a condom from the confines of her purse. "Do you think it will fit?"
Dillon smirked. "We'll make it work," he said. "But you gotta help."
He tugged Georgie into his arms and began to kiss her sensuously, sliding his hands under her jacket to caress her breasts which were covered by the thin fabric of her costume. "You feel so good," he said in between kisses. He lightly pinched her aroused nipples, making her gasp in delight. "Are you sure about tonight? Do you want to make love with me?"
"Yes. We've been waiting long enough," Georgie replied. Her hands were caressing his body through his clothes, feeling his muscles ripple under her touch.
Through the pale light illuminated by jack-o-lanterns, they undressed each other. Dillon lay his and Georgie's jackets on the wooden table and lowered Georgie onto its surface. "It's kind of kinky, doing it in here. Don't you think?"
"Shhhh," she said as she urged his lips to hers and wrapped her naked body around his. They moved together in a sensuous dance. Georgie sunk her nails into Dillon's back as he worked his way into her tight heat, filling her with his throbbing male flesh.
"Dillon..." she murdered in delight as he thrust deeper into her sllck core. The jack-o-lanterns began to shake around them as they moved together in an intense, passionate rhythm. They were so caught up in each other that they didn't realize how close the jack-o-lanterns came to falling from the table and leaving them in nothing more than darkness.
Before they broke the table, Georgie cried out in bliss, followed by Dillon as his heart raced crazily inside his chest. He moved off of Georgie, pulling her close to cradle her as tears filled up his eyes. Thankfully she didn't see them, but she was crying, too.
"That was amazing," she said ever so softly.
"Yeah... that was good," he agreed. "Somehow I never imagined it would happen quite like that."
"Me either," she said with an adorable giggle.
"I'm cold," Dillon said as a shiver rushed up his spine. "I have goose bumps on my ... ass."
Georgie giggled louder. "Let's get you back into those sexy tights."
"Wait! We gotta get the condom off first!"
Suddenly they both froze. "Ohhh no! We forgot to use it!" Georgie cried out.
"Damn! We got a little bit drunk... forgot the condom... now you might be carrying my - my... pumpkin."
"Your what?" Georgie gasped.
"You know, since it's Halloween and all..."
"Dillon, now isn't the time to joke. I might be... I might be..."
"Don't say it!" Dillon pleaded. "I am too young to be a father."
"I'm only sixteen," Georgie said. "I am not really to spread my legs wide and birthe your child."
This time it was Dillon cracking up. "You didn't mind spreading them wide a few minutes ago."
"Oh stop it!" she cried out, giving him a playful little slap. "It must be after midnight now. Maybe you better get me home."
"Alright, but you're not mad at me now, Georgie, because I forgot to sheathe my...?"
"I forgot, too... and I am the one who remembered to bring the condom," she reminded. "Let's just go. Those candles are about to burn out soon, then we'll be here in the darkness of the park on Halloween night."
"I am glad we didn't pick the cemetery," Dillon said as he found their clothes and helped Georgie get dressed.
"I feel a lot warmer now," she said as she slipped on her jacket. Dillon quickly dressed and put on his jacket as well.
"It's freezing. We better go."
As they were leaving the shelter house of the park, they heard ambulance sirens in the distance.
"What's that?" Georgie asked in fear. "You don't think...?"
"Try not to worry, Georgie. It could be anything."
"What if Maxie and all our friends aren't safe at the Wyndemere party?"
"Why don't you call her when we are on our way home?" Dillon suggested.
Xxxooo
In the car, Georgie called her sister. It rang and rang but nobody answered. "I told you, Dillon. Something bad happened at Wyndemere! Just like I read on the chalkboard..."
They were half-way across P.C. when Georgie got the call. It was from Mac. "Georgie? Where are you? Are you and Dillon safe?" asked Mac.
"Yes, we are both safe. He's driving me home. What's going on? What's with all those sirens?"
"Something happened at Wyndemere tonght. There was a murder," Mac replied.
"Ohh no! I knew it!" Georgie cried out. "Who's dead?! Is Maxie okay? Please tell me, Mac!"
Suddenly cold, evil laughter overtook the phone. Georgie's eyes widened in terror as a hideous voice spoke to her."They're dead! ALL Dead! And soon you'll be, too!" the voice growled.
Georgie threw her phone, realizing it wasn't Mac who called her, but perhaps the murderer. "They're coming for us next, Dillon," she said fearfully.
Dillon looked over in terror, staring at her as though in slow motion. He crashed the car and as Georgie faded into unconsiousness, she thought she heard a voice, telilng her urgently that she must wake up.
Georgie's eyes popped open when she saw Maxie standing over her, wearing her silk pajamas.
"Georgie, you had a bad dream. Are you okay?" Maxie asked her trembling sister.
Georgie grabbed Maxie in her arms. "You're not dead!" she screamed.
"Well, I should hope not," Maxie said impatiently. "We have to be dressed and be at school in less than an hour."
After Maxie left to go take her shower, Georgie grabbed her phone, caling Dillon. Wiithout taking as much as a single breath, Georgie told him about her incredible dream.
"We had sex?" was all that her boyfriend could say.
"Yes, but we forgot the condom... otherwise though, it was really good."
"Damn!" he said. "But the rest of it sounds so awful."
"I know. I am still scared."
"So, on Halloween, could we just skip over going to Wyndemere and get a hotel somewhere?" Dillon suggested.
"Sure. You bring the wine. I'll bring the condom."
The End