Shapes of your memory (Michael Myers x Reader)

"Questionably overdosed"

Slowly but surely an odd feeling of tiredness and drowsiness began to fill (Y/N)'s body... All she could hope for is that her drugged mind won't spit out something that would get her in trouble...

. . .

When the police had taken (Y/N) away, Melanie stayed on her spot looking into the distance of where the car had gone. Despite her usual clueless and inexpressive face, her eyes were filled with light concern, something about this wasn't right...

Her thoughts where interrupted when she felt a rough yank at the hood of her cardigan and then someone dragging her into the alleys.

When she tried to see who or what was that mysterious force, her back was slammed agains the wall behind her, knocking out some air from her lungs, then the next thing she sees is the well known emotionless dirty mask from the man she nursed last night, the empty eye sockets coldly glaring right into her soul.

—"Hollo Michael."— she simply says, no fear in her monotone voice.

Despite being internally pissed at Melanie's lack of reaction, Michael pushed aside that annoyance and gives her a rough shake, silently demanding answers. Of corse he wanted to stalk (Y/N) today to see if anyone would notice the lovely marks he left on her last night, but after witnessing his girl being taken away he wanted nothing but answers and slaughter he ones who took her.

Even if no words were said, Melanie quickly figured out what Michael wanted.

—"I don't fully know neither why (Y/N) was taken away. Long story short; in the store she met a guy which you attempted to kill at some point apparently, he didn't take it well and now he blames (Y/N) for it."— she calmly explains. —"Most likely he is the one who fetched the cops on her."—

Michael doesn't move or reply but on the inside he was beyond pissed, what's with all the blaming towards (Y/N)? She's literally an angel who never did or could do any harm or wrong, people are so stupid and weird...

—"If you want I can go to the station and check if everything is ok-"—

Melanie doesn't have time to finish since Michael grabbed her by her cardigan hood again and began to drag her towards the police station. The female didn't question and just let the tall man do his thing, at least she's getting free transport.

Michael however, wasn't happy or okay at all with this 'teamwork' he was doing and would much rather to kill the female there and then, buuuut... Melanie is the perfect scapegoat and it would be a shame to waste her.

. . .

—"Uh... Ryan, I think we gave her a bit too much..."— one of the officers says, a bit nervous.

—"You think?"— the second officer sarcastically replies.

The three cops were looking at (Y/N), who was looking in front but her gaze completely lost and her pupils totally blown, she's been unresponsive like this for at least 5 minutes.

—"Did we overdosed her?"—

—"I hope not. We used the usual amount, right?"—

—"Let me see..."— the main cop comes closer to you. —"Miss (L/N), can you please retell me about the events on Halloween?"—

—"Halloween... Hall of queen..."— you mumble and furrow your brows, really thinking about it. —"Nah... I like turtles tho."—

The officer pauses, taken aback by her random answer but tries again.