this chapter was inspired by sslutf0rYel3na
~All The Good Girls Go To Hell by Billie Eilish (Horror Piano Cover)
Ares was driving as soon as he pulled up his car in front of our house and let us out. Better this way. I honestly don't want to do anything anymore.
I also missed the desire to go to the Halloween party. Just wouldn't be Quinn, who was already standing in front of my door. "You're finally here."
"He still wanted to play on gaming machines." Quinn bent down to Max and glared at him. "You didn't want me to come." slightly proud, he nodded.
"You devil." He stuck out his tongue, which she grabbed with her fingers and squeezed. "Now you're not so cheeky, are you?" Max tried to pull himself out, but didn't cry. I think he became immune.
"Quinn let him go." I admonished her, which she did. "You sadistic witch." it came from Max, who also sounded angry. "Can we go in now? It's cold." the two only cleared the way to the door, which I opened.
Everything was dark until I turned on the light and went inside. "What are you doing here so late?" Max took off his shoes.
"Me and your sister want to a birthday that starts late." "Pff mom won't let you." Max turned to me. "She's already known, dumbass. Now get ready for bed, Gianna will be here soon."
Without arguing, Max walked up the stairs, slightly tired. Going to the cinema with him got him down easily, so I would say he has a few minutes left and is asleep on the floor.
"Sooo, what's your costume?" "To be honest, I don't have one. I've been out with Max all day, Ares came along and..." I laid back on the couch.
"Wait Ares? What does he have to do with all of this?" she interrupted me. Putting my legs up and sitting on the couch. She put my legs on her lap, when I view the ceiling. "I wasn't just at the cinema with Max, but with Ares too. He invited himself. I think he was still trying to get closer to me." I hissed.
"What happened?" I told her everything Ares did when Quinn started to laugh. "How pathetic? These Ares who is actually so tuff and one mysterious boy but has to invite himself with a 9-year-old to watch Thor. And of course his hot big sister." I rolled my eyes with a smile.
"Hot is the exact opposite of how I feel." She threw my legs off her lap with a force. I focus to sit down, following Quinn with my gaze.
She went to the things she had in hand when I saw her in front of my door. She took something white out of the backpack. It looked like a normal cloth, but maybe gardenia? Or a tablecloth.
"Soon you will be even hotter than now." „How that?" she looked at me slightly confused. "Your costume, of course. You show the god of war what a real goddess looks like."
"So get up and change." She grabbed my hand and pulled me up. She pressed the dress into my hands. She came closer to my ear and whispered in, "Forget the underwear tonight."
My lips pressed hard together. Without? At a Halloween party at school? Actually, Halloween was canceled this year because last year some idiots thought it was funny to play around with fire.
The son of the director, Hunter stole the key. That's how things start. I don't know how it's supposed to go well, but it won't be that bad, I'll only stay for a few hours and disappear again instantly.
I was adjusting the sleeves of the dress when I turned and looked. I can't really wear that, can I? "Quinn!" She walked in as soon as she heard her name as if she had been waiting in front of the door.
"Wow." She came in and looked at me. "Wow? That's way too much."
"No, it's not." I looked in the mirror again. The neckline went down to the navel, and there are two cuts in the front of the dress, which is long to the floor, where my legs can see through.
"What if someone see something? I'm not wearing any underwear and even a bra." "The dress has some kind of underwear and I have them for your breasts."
Quinn pulled out two nipple covers. "You really should show your breasts more often, you have nice big boobs, and they are tight and don't sag."
"Can we stop talking about my breasts?" I pulled the nipple covers from her hand. Turned around and put them in.
"Okay, now the make-up, and then I'll change." Quinn ordered me to sit on the toilet and got a make-up bag out of her backpack.
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We finally got done. I put some bracelets on my upper arm and thighs and some gold jewelry in my curly hair because it goes well with the brown gold eye make-up.
"Look." Quinn came up with an outstretched, emerging from the bathroom to show her custom. She wore long silk gloves. Her top was revealed by a black corset, as were the tattoos she's had for a while.
The good girl on the left breast and Bad Seen on the right. Between her breasts came the snake pointing upwards, where I was even there when she pricked it.
The arms were full of Stickandpock tattoos. From flowers to swords and meaningless spells. A wide dress, long to the floor. On her neck was a skin-tight chain. Her hair was loosely curled forward to allow her black hair to be straightened.
Her make-up was as beautiful as the night. Dark, just like her lipstick. The girl can break someone just of her look.
"You look amazing." I often find it hard to say how the girl looks. I'm fucking bad in complements. "But Aurora doesn't come up with any ideas." she winks at me and smiles. As she goes through her hair again, she picks up the bag and says we can go.
We walk out of the bathroom into the living room, where Gianna is sitting on the couch with Max. "I'll be back in about two hours."
She looks at me as she ruffles Max's hair, he lies on her lap with his head protruding. He also really loves to be petted. "Okay. You two look really great by the way." I thanked her, and together I walk out with Quinn.
Dylan's car was already waiting for us outside, we got in. Both Link and Zack were inside. "Wow, you look pretty." It came from Zack. He looked discreetly at Quinn.
Ok, that was weird. "Hello, gorgeous." I sat right in the back with Link and Quinn. "Hey." I turned to the left.
Dylan drives off without waiting long. "So you disguised yourself as a god? Which one exactly?" "A goddess who gets everything she wants." I looked at Link. "What do you want?" I shrugged.
"I can't tell you. Not yet." Link's eyes sparkled through the streetlamp outside. His hair was black, and his make up were draw like a skeleton.
"I'm at your service tonight." He looked at me and ran his hand up and down my thighs, also slightly under the dress. "Can you stop talking like that to her? She's like a sister to me, and it's disgusting to hear that shit." Dylan looked back at us from the rearview mirror.
"We just talk." Link justified himself. I really wouldn't mind. I haven't had sex with someone for a long time.
We arrived at the school. Link opened the door and held out his hand for me to come out. But I know that he just wants to get me in bed. He's nice for one reason. But I'd rather let him jump before he gets too much hope.
I let go of his hand and walked in with Quinn. The hallways of the sports hall were full of cobwebs and some decorations that were probably bought at the last moment.
They look a bit better in the dark light attached to the ceiling, but you can see the mid-quality immediately.
When we got to the hall, fog was spread all over the floor. Cobwebs, ghosts and spiders hung from the ceiling.
Red light as well as bright light put on the floor somehow makes the atmosphere better. Music was playing in the background from the speakers. A lot of people dance, but only because of the alcohol that was probably secretly put into the drink.
But you have to think about it, there are no teachers here, no one pays attention, so it's no longer a secret. "Shall we dance?" I came to Quinn's ear as she nodded, and we ran into the crowd together, danced too.
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I was completely sweaty. It's warm in here and stuffy, I'm also slightly drunk. I walked down from the dance floor to the table we took over. Neyla is sitting straight on Zack's lap as they whisper in each other's ears and smile.
Quinn disappeared before with a guy who danced up to her. Determined on the school toilet, which is really slightly rancid.
I mean, I know Quinn does it wherever she can, but the school toilets are really gross. It even gives me goosebumps from disgust.
Dylan sat at the table and looked at Zack and Neyla in nausea. When he then heard my high heels. "Please tell me you want to go home."
His eyes were full of overwhelm and hope. "Let's just stay a few more minutes. I want to go to the bathroom and find Quinn." I told him as he rolled his eyes.
"Then I'll help you. 'Cause I can't take it here anymore." I hope I'll find Quinn first, Dylan ends up have to watch Quinn make out with a guy or a girl.
So I walked out the door and into the hallway with Dylan by my side. We were about to get into the left hallway when my phone which I was holding in my hand rings, I looked at it and saw Gianna's number pop up.
I stopped and told Dylan to start looking when I answered. "Yes?" "Aurora? I wanted..." my chest headed narrowly at the tone Gianna spoke.
"Something wrong with Max?" I interrupted her immediately. "No, everything is fine, but it's almost midnight I have to go home soon, and unfortunately I don't know when Mrs. Michtell comes."
"All right, I'll be there soon, give me 30 minutes." "Okay great. Thank you." I smiled slightly, but I wasn't in the right frame of mind because of the alcohol coursing through my veins. I said goodbye and hung up.
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I walked into the right hallway towards the toilets. I didn't think much about my alcohol dose, what crossed my mind is that I really need to pee. So I motived now, to find a bathroom and Quinn of course.
I've been going to school here forever, and it's just that slight darkness and alcohol that complicates anything to find. I turned around and wanted to go back down the hallway where the hall entrance was.
But suddenly I heard and saw the danger of a person standing tall at the top of the extended corridor. I wasn't paying much attention to it and continued to walk my way with a little nervousness when the person pulled out a baseball bat from behind his back.
I haven't been able to any kind of thing that covered the identity of the unknown person's face in each party. It was slightly far away from me, but I could clearly see the outline of the mask.
It was a black skeleton mask. The person was not a student from here.
I swallowed the lump in my throat. WTF? I don't know if that's supposed to be a joke, if maybe it's Mason standing in front of me or another person from our school, but it's not funny. Not at all.
I decided it was the best decision to turn around and just walk back, while my running picked up speed I frantically tried to tap my phone to text Dylan.
Something was being dragged through the floor behind me while steps supported it with a noise. Panic came up in me, there was a pressure in my throat, I can't get rid of so easily. I tried to calm down by speeding up and breathing slowly.
Why did I let Dylan go? The pace of the person behind me quickened, his shoes leaving an imprint on the tiled floor that made me wince as I realized he was walking towards me.
I was pressing the phone when I heard it ring. Dylan's voice was on the other side. "Dylan someone is following me." nothing but panic came out of my lips, which continued to imprint on dylan.
I was pressing the phone when I heard it ring. Dylan's voice was on the other side. "Dylan, someone is following me." nothing but panic came out of my lips, which continued to imprint on Dylan.
"Where are you?" it sounded like Dylan was running to help me. I quickly turned the corner and was about to tell him where I am, but I was grabbed by the person.
She turned me and grabbed my shoulders to make me look at him. My phone fell down. Dylan's loud voice caught my ear, though all I could hear was silence.
I could not move. "This will hurt you slightly." what does he mean with that? He doesn't really want to hit me with it now, does he?
He let me go. He struck out with the bat. I only saw one chance that I had. So before the person even hit me with the bat, I swung my leg out and kicked him right between the two of them.
The person immediately fell to his knees in front of me. I quickly started running again so that I could find distance between the person as quickly as possible.
My lungs aren't able to run that much and the panicked breathing coming out of me, my ears catch the person.
Burning tears run down my cheeks. I left my phone by the person. I run and hope for some help, when the door opened next to me and a hand came out. without being able to defend myself, I was pulled in and put a hand on my mouth. I couldn't scream.