Halloween – Chapter 2: Chris – Halloween Day – 2:30 pm

“Kim? I thought you’d be gone by now!” shouted Chris from across the parking lot.

“And leave you here? Never.” Kim smirked leaning back on the hood of her orange Camaro.

“So, last week is never?”

“Last week wasn’t Halloween.”

“I don’t get why you’re so obsessed with this holiday.”

“It’s just so high energy,” it was the only way she knew how to explain it.

“That would be the candy’s doing… You sure it’s not ‘cause it’s the one day you can dress ‘normal’ and people think you look awesome?”

Kim rolled her eyes. “So did you end up getting out of the game tonight?”

“Yep, Told Coach I had a family emergency and that JJ should sub me.”

“JJ?” Kim scrunched her face trying to think of a JJ. “Jake? The Sophomore?”

“That’s the one.”

“Haha maybe I should skip the party to see the game!” She laughed as she imagined how hilariously entertaining the game would be with a sub quarterback.

“He’s getting better.” Chris pointed out.

“I can throw a pass better than him.”

“You can throw better than half the team.”

“Oh? Your team is getting better!” Kim mocked through her laugh.

“Just get in the car.” He kissed her before opening the driver-side door.

“So… Who’s going to be at the party?” Chris asked after they were halfway to his house.

“Lacy, Nicole, Kristy… Gina–”

“–And Scott.” He interrupted.

“Awe, you still like her.” Kim teased in a mock middle-school girl tone.

“No.” He shook his head.

“Then why are you always so bothered that she’s with Scott?” He’d already told her the story. It happened a few years before they’d met to him it was always fresh. She didn’t know what compelled her to ask. Maybe she was just hoping the reason hadn’t changed. She rationalized with herself that she was just making sure he didn’t blurt out that he was still in love with Gina.

“He slept with her, while we were dating… after we’d decided to wait. Wouldn’t you hate the guy that took your girl’s first time?” He voice was low through gritted teeth. Kim could see his fists were clenched and shaking out of the corner of her eye.

“Awe, you know I’m not into girls.” She knew her response was not the sympathetic one he was hoping for, but she didn’t want to lie. The truth was that she really didn’t care all that much if a guy cheated. Her father had walked out of her life when she was just a little girl. Her mom had later told her he’d left to be with another woman who would give her a brother or sister she would never meet. Its better this way Kim remembered her tear-stained mother saying. She warned Kim that this was how men were, they were all just focused on the “now”. Then she met Phil. It was as if she’d simply forgotten everything she’d warned Kim about when it had been just them, but Kim hadn’t.

The silence car made Kim shift in her seat. Chris didn’t seem to notice. He stared intently out the windshield not seeming to be focused on anything in particular. She didn’t want to be the first to speak or turn on the stereo, so she just endured the low hum of the car and light traffic for the last 4 minutes to his house.

“So, who told you about the party?” He finally asked once the two of them were in his room and he’d closed the door.

“Lacy.” Kim didn’t want to elaborate, Lacy was her contact for most parties and Chris accepted it. Kim looked around the room and saw the mess of clothes he called a floor. “You do have a costume for tonight, don’t you?”

Chris pulled his football jersey out of his closet and Kim rolled her eyes.

“What? We can’t all have a closet of black magic and voodoo junk that screams Halloween.”

“I have tarot cards and a Ouija board.” Kim crossed her arms.

“What? I don’t know the difference with that goth, wiccan stuff.” He pulled his football jersey over his head.

Kim rolled her eyes. “Why am I even dating you?” Kim knew the answer, and knew it wasn’t for the arrogant reason Chris would reply.

“Because you think it’s hilarious that the freaky girl in school can make all the cheerleaders and popular girls jealous by dating the quarterback.”

Wrong. “Oh really? Then why stay with the freaky girl?”

“Because maybe I think it’s funny too.” Also wrong Kim mused.


Halloween – Chapter 1: Kim – Halloween Night – 8:00 pm


“She can’t hear you love.”

“Stop this! Make her turn around, make her go home!”

“First of all Kimmy dear, you are in no position to be making demands of me. Don’t you know who I am?”

Kim didn’t answer.  All she knew was that she went to a Halloween party and he was there. He probably lived in the house.

“And Second,” He continued when she said nothing.  “I can’t make anyone do anything!”

She didn’t believe him. She saw what he did at the party. How he’d turned a room full of people into puppets. Everyone, except her. When he realized she wasn’t affected, the smile on his face twisted her stomach into a knot.

She wanted to ask a million questions. What exactly he did, who he was, why she wasn’t affected. She wanted to tell him he was a liar for telling her he couldn’t make Sara go home. She wanted to be able to move her arms enough so she could slap the smirk off his face.

But when it came down to it, “W-Why…?”  Was all she had the mind to say.

“Because I need you, duh! Well not necessarily you.” He walked closer to her tracing his finger along her jawline. “But, one of you.” His head whipped around and he skipped back to the screen that showed a large video of Sara that Kim could only assume was a live stream.

“What?” Kim’s gaze locked onto the glowing screen. “What do you want with Sara!” Her growl mimicked a strength she could not summon.

“Nothing! That is if you comply… I mean I could use her… but the final decision is yours, seeing as you’re the eldest. Do you want to cooperate… or should I fetch your little fairy princess half-sister?” He was now inches away from Kimmy wide-eyed and grinning.

Kim had never thought of Sara as her half-sister, even though they had different fathers. She’d always wanted a sister and finally had one, even if she came with Phil.

“Tick-tock Kimmy!”

Sara was three houses away face pressed against the screen of a neighbor’s house waiting for the door to open.

“Stay away from my sister.”

“Aww, I wouldn’t hurt her, swear!” He drew an X over his heart with his index finger and turned his back toward Kim. “She’d be dead before she felt a thing!” His laughter echoed against the stone walls.

“You’d be dead if you tried,” Kim growled. She clenched her fists and tugged on the invisible bindings that tightened until she lost circulation in her hands.

“Oh Kimmy, so quick to get fired up!” His laugh was too high pitched for his frame. “So, I guess that means you stay with me, and little Sara goes home.”

Kim was suddenly pulled to the floor, forced into a sitting position. When she looked back up the man had gone and all she was left with was a screen that showed Sara and Phil, unknowingly walking toward her, toward the house she was trapped in.

“Be careful sis.” Kim whispered.

She saw Sara turn, startled, as if she’d heard something. She clung to her dad’s leg and tried to keep pace with him. They hadn’t taken three steps when a young man Kim didn’t recognize ran up to the two of them. He was dressed as a zombie and when Sara saw him, she screamed and fell backwards. She scrambled to her feet and began tugging on her dad’s pant leg trying to drag him away from the young man whose face was covered with far too real looking fake blood. The young man made frantic gestures but the screen Kim was staring at had no sound. Whatever he said convinced Phil that he was done taking Sara trick-or-treating on that street. The three of them receded into the darkened street. All Kim knew was that her sister was safe from this house and the crazy man who lived here.

The screen went black and Kim sat in darkness.

“What do you want from me!?” she screamed, voice hoarse.

There was no answer.

Helpless, Kim struggled against her invisible bindings. The more she moved the tighter they became. Relaxing would loosen them, but never enough. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t escape. She sat alone and thought about her sister, about her mother and Chris.