Again, bookworm has managed to get me to participate in something. I am too soft.
I present my halloween story; my first attempt at anything that isn't romance. If it isn't good, throw the insults to David for asking me to do this hehe. *I'm not good at coming up with something and getting it perfected in such a short space of time*
A Halloween short story
I pulled my outfit out of the dry cleaning bag and look at it with an evil grin on my face. This year I’m not going to the stupid party in the customary outfit, I will go as a cute cat just to piss of my fiancé who insists on celebrating the silly holiday. Halloween; really, isn’t that an American holiday that we copied? And seriously, the night the dead can walk the earth? Who ever came up with such a ludicrous idea. Even as a kid I didn’t go trick or treating and I guess the only reason I go to his brothers house is to avoid my own door being knocked at and having to give out candy to the kids dressed as witches and zombies. Liam calls me a party pooper and I should get in with the spirit, but I can’t.
I remove my bath robe and slip into the black lycra material that fits snug on my slim body and turn around to check out the slightly fluffy tail hanging from my flat behind. ‘Yes’ I think, now to the top.
Using black mascara I draw myself some whiskers and put some on the end of my nose before using pink lipstick to cover my lips. Last item to be added is little black kitty ears on a head band and I am done. A cute cat faces me in the mirror and I pull it off well. Even my black painted nails have been shaped and pointed to look like claws.
Making my way downstairs I find Liam in the kitchen with a bottle of beer in his hand, dressed and ready as a mad scientist; Really.
He turns to look at me and frowns before asking ‘what the hell Lucy’
I give him a twirl before rubbing myself up against him and meowing, offering my best impersonation of a cat
“Please tell me that you’re cat women gone wrong”
“Meow” I reply before licking at his face
“If anyone asks, you’re cat women” he pushes me off before storming out the room with beer still in his hand. All I can do is laugh before getting a bottle of Smirnoff Ice out the fridge and joining him on the couch.
“I’m tired of dressing up as some horror or mythical creature. Cats can be scary too” I offered as I took the place next to him
“Maybe I should go change and be Batman” he sighed
“But he was the good guy”
He gave no answer, only a disapproving look as he gulped the rest of his beer and called us a taxi.
The party was buzzing when we arrived and Liam was ignoring me. When his brother asked what I was he bit ‘Cat Women’ before walking off and leaving me in the hall. I apologised for his behaviour and my future brother-in-law who was dressed as a Vampire sighed, asking ‘another argument’ to which I agreed.
“Come get some punch” he offered dragging me off to the Kitchen. As we walked I took at the usual people dressed as the Texas Chain saw massacre guy, Chucky, Freddy, ghosts and witches and god knows what else. I nodded my head in greeting as I passed and as we entered the Kitchen I saw the usual game of whatever it’s called; catching the apple in your mouth and ping pong into the pumpkin or something. Justin and his wife really go all out for Halloween, decorating their house in spiders and cobwebs, anything scary. They even have the garage turned into a haunted house experience. The rooms are lit with pumpkin lanterns and instead of having a donkey to hit with sweets falling, they have pumpkins hanging from the ceiling filled with treats that you can only obtain from bashing it and getting covered in pumpkin. Really, what’s the fun in that?
Yes, even the punch is thick and red, made to look like blood but it’s always delicious and strong.
After downing a few drinks and chatting to friends I decided to head off and dance, hoping to find Liam there and spend some time with him, maybe make up. As luck had it I couldn’t see him and my dance partners had no idea where he was. I’d go find him and make up after I unwound a bit, so I got my body moving to the beat of the music; maybe he’d come find me soon himself.
The hours passed with me dancing and filling up my cup with more alcohol, my mood lighter than it had been when I first arrived and I was missing Liam. I glanced at the clock and it was minutes to midnight. As I made my towards the back garden where I guessed he was, playing pumpkin golf or something, the air seemed to be getting thicker with every step I took, making it feel like I was walking through a dense fog. Maybe it was because of the alcohol I’d consumed or something, but as the clock struck midnight everything seemed to be getting bigger and bigger as I became dizzy. I didn’t understand it, was I going to faint? All of a sudden I felt tingles shooting throughout my body and I fell to the floor. Getting up and going to move I found I was on all fours, crawling and all my senses were shot away; everything felt weird. Having clear sight despite the darkness I took in my surroundings and things looked like they were in chaos; people were chasing each other, those dressed as ghosts were walking through walls; I shook my head to clear it. There must be doors they are walking through. I tried to stand up but noticed I was; I couldn’t get any higher. Panicking I looked down at myself and fear coursed through me. I was covered in black fur. I went to scream but all that came out was a ‘meow’. I wanted to cry, especially when I saw large spiders crawling down the walls. I looked up and all the spiders that used to be stuck to the ceiling were gone; had they came alive somehow? Even the pumpkin heads seemed to be glowing more.
I leapt out the way as a limb went to land on me and looking in the direction it came from, I noticed Freddy cutting into a witch; what was happening.
Liam I screamed in my head, where was Liam. I bolted out the open back door, dodging people as I went which was easy enough with my cat reflexes, but seeing people was the hard part; where was Liam. I went to call out his name again in my panic, but all that came out was a meow and if cats could cry I would be now. I dodged the chaos that was unfolding around me, concentrating on finding my fiancé and after what felt like an eternity of dodging, slipping on blood and jumping over corpses, some even mutated I found him. A strangled cry or meow escaped me as I saw him lying on the floor being eaten by a Zombie. It wasn’t just any Zombie though, it was his best mate. I jumped on him, digging in my extended claws but he didn’t even flinch. How do you kill a Zombie I thought as I clawed and clawed at him frantically; why wasn’t I a horror lover like Liam; he’d know what to do.
‘Why did you have to be a mad scientist’ I cried in thoughts to Liam ‘why couldn’t you go as something that could kick these ‘things’ asses’ I asked at the lifeless body being devoured in front of me; I wanted to be sick.
I sensed something behind me, so I turned to see a god knows what reaching for me. I raised my hackles and hissed as I leapt at the face of my future sister-in-law, digging my claws in as I attached myself to her face begging for forgiveness in my head before detaching myself and running off, jumping over the back fence as I left the madness behind. There was nothing I could do for anyone, especially Liam.
As I ran down the alley as fast as my little kitty legs would go, which was surprisingly pretty fast, I cried for Liam, my fiancé, the love of my life. We were to be married in a few months, a beautiful winter wedding. I never had gotten the chance to make up with him, to say I loved him one last time. He died with us not talking, him being mad at me.
When I made it to the street I was met with the same kind of madness I left, but on a lesser scale. I dodged things and found a tree to climb up, going as high as I could and closed my eyes to the horrific scene below, wishing I decided to go as a good witch instead, maybe then I could come up with a spell to freeze, stop the madness or save Liam, bring him back or something. Is there anyone out there that has become something good and can do something? I just hope there isn’t anyone around with a chain saw or something that can chop down my tree and cut me up.
I guess the most important question is what the hell happened. What force managed to change everyone into their chosen character and for the chaos to unfold? Is this some sick dream, did I drink too much and pass out, will I wake up tomorrow and everything will be normal, will Liam be there next to me and laugh when I tell him?
I hope so.
I hate Halloween and next year I will put my foot down; no party, no dressing up, nothing.