Washing her cereal bowl, Lara's mind wanders on Michael who was not acting like his usual self. Suddenly he is showing affection towards her, even though it seemed like he didn't know what to do and went with instincts instead. Her mind goes back to the scene where he tried to kiss her, his chapped pink lips puckered as hints of his actual brown hair peaked out from the mask. No matter what she was doing she went back to that memory, while Michael himself hasn't left upstairs in a while. As she places the washed bowl down for it to dry, Michael comes down stairs walking slowly as usual, glad that didn't change. She tried to make a conversation, "Hey-" but Michael just went past her and exited through the back door and left. A dejected Lara walks her way to the couch and plops right down.
Her mind once again thinks about the masked man, making her pull a pillow beside her to scream into it. She was so confused on how to feel, her emotions were mixed like a bad food combination that sent them to the restroom. The man in question was acting like he didn't cut her open just a few days ago. Lara sighs and just lays her head to rest on the couch. After a couple of hours, the front door opens causing Lara to get up and rub her eyes, she sees Michael then another girl appears, following closely behind him. Lara's eyes widen, rubbing it again to make sure she was seeing this correctly. Did this hoe just bring a girl to their house?
She shakes her head, no it's still his house but she could've at least been notified! She lives here too you know. Michael stares at her then brings what seems to be a drunk, dazed girl upstairs. "Nuh uh, don't tell me he's gonna get some coochie while I'm here sitting on the couch!" Lara mentally yells, and where the hell did he find that girl? She didn't want to disturb him or make her eyes burn so she just stayed on the couch with an irritated face. Now he really wasn't acting like himself, MICHAEL MYERS bringing an unknown GIRL home? Now she really has lost her mind, this can't be real, for god's sake he stabbed her so many times and the girl just waltzed right in here like Y/N in a BTS fanfic.
"Am I jealous?" Lara whispers, touching her cheek with her palm. It really does sound like she is, with the words she thought, making it seem like a jealous friend watching her boy friend interact with another girl. She deeply sighs, trying to recollect her thoughts. After some muffled screaming upstairs and the house shaking, Lara mentally says "Bruh, this guy be hitting that girl too hard, the house is literally shaking". Then there was silence. She didn't want to disturb them but curiosity always kills her cat. She slowly makes her way upstairs into Michael's supposed room.
Turning the knob, she opens the door, "OI! MICHAEL, YOU KILLED HER?!" Lara screams. The whole room had blood splatters, the girl herself was stabbed viciously, and the man who did it just stares vacantly right back at Lara. "I thought you were gonna hit it and quit it, she was cute too man, I didn't know you would bring a new meaning to "the sex was so good, you could just die". Lara wails, "And make sure you clean that up too, I ain't helping you." Lara says before slamming the door. The door immediately opens again and Michael grabs her and pulls her inside. He tries gesturing to explain what actually happened, but Lara was getting more confused by the second, looking at the body occasionally making her gag. Then Michael made an okay sign, sticking his index finger to refer to sex and then crossing his arms in a form of an x. "So you didn't have sex with her, then why did you bring her here just to kill her?" Lara asks.
There was no response just him staring at her, "Don't tell me you brought her here just to make me jeal-" Lara sarcastically guesses before a fist slams against the wall, almost hitting her head. She flinches and gulps, she was just joking around but it seems to be the case, why else would he just bring another girl? This man is so confusing, but he really was trying his best considering how he never had a connection with anyone like this. With the position she was currently in, she noticed how tall Michael really is, him being at least two feet taller than her. He was staring at her, likely waiting for her to scream or run away but Lara stayed completely still, returning his gaze.
It's as if time stopped, the only sound coming from their breathing.Then Lara does the unthinkable, she goes and hugs him making the man stiff up as a response. "You know, you could of just told me!" She says with some weird relief gazing up at him with a wide smile. The same damn smile that's making him act so strangely and out of character. THE Shape of Haddonfield harbors feelings for a girl, now that can be a news headline for sure. Lara places a hand on his masked cheek, "We should definitely get rid of that body though, don't want the cops to come here." She says. Michael reacts to the touch by gingerly taking the hand in his own, afraid to hurt her.
This was new to the both of them, they never had any experience in this field of intimacy. Their eyes never breaking contact, as their faces inch closer and closer. Lara then plants a quick peck on Michael's masked lips, which shocks the guy so she can escape his grasp. "Nice talking to ya, please remember about the body!" She says before exiting the room and running down the stairs. The man just stares at her as his face under his mask was blushing furiously. What was this woman doing to him? Usually the voice in his head would be bugging him to kill, but it has been quiet lately, too quiet ever since he started tolerating Lara.
Now he was just left bewildered at the next action he should take. That girl definitely wasn't gonna get away with just a peck on his masked lips, for he was too selfish and wanted more. He examines the girl's dead body to find a bracelet attached to the arm, he yanks it off and exits the room. He makes his way down the stairs, seeing Lara eat her lunch, "So did you clean it up big boy?" She says chewing her food then swallowing it. Michael didn't respond as usual just throwing the bracelet at Lara, hitting her face. "Ow!" She exclaims before picking the bracelet up and inspecting it, "Is this for me?" Lara asks. Michael nods, earning another toothy grin from the girl. "Are you asking me out?" Lara jokes as she sees Michael tilt his head processing what she said and then slowly nodding.
Her eyes widen, this was way too fast, crazy fast. This is the same guy that literally mutilated her! She will admit he hasn't tried killing her in a while, even helping her sometimes around the house. Heck, this man probably watches her sleep without her knowledge. There was no denying that she warmed up to him, the same could be said for him. Lara gives it some thought, distress painted on her face. Michael then turns around to go out the front door, "Wait!", Lara says stopping his movements. "I'll give it some thought, but I'll wear it everyday." She says reassuring him.
And this was just the beginning of their blossoming romance. The static figure smirks through the tv, watching the display, "all according to plan" it says before shutting off. Days turned into months, and months turned into a year. Everyday was a new opportunity for the two to get to know each other, both slowly opening up. There really wasn't an option since one was a serial killer on the loose and the other not being an actual citizen in the state of Illinois or this world making them stay home, which wasn't hard since the portal brought in the groceries. Lara gave up her hope of returning back home and seeing her friends again, so she started to loosen up little by little as time passed. Michael has also been making progress on his social skills, trying to actually communicate instead of staring at Lara.
Just three months ago, he worked up the courage to ask her out again. Holding his signature knife in way to stab her but instead he puts out his hand to present Lara with flowers surrounding the knife. She takes it and smiles, as Michael holds out a letter with blood in it. It read "What are we?" To which Lara says "Mega best friends!" earning a groan from the man. "I'm joking consider us a couple." Lara says tackling the man to the floor. This resulted in them rolling on the floor while Lara giggles and Michael smiling under the mask. She thinks back to it on the living room couch as she gazes at the necklace her "wives" gave to her, with the words "SLS" representing her name, Shayna, and Sera.
It had no space for Kini's initial but the thought counts. Michael sees this, sitting down and coming closer to her in which she snaps out of her trance, smiling back at him with a mournful smile. It was hard adjusting to this lifestyle, she can't go to school, she can't go shopping, she doesn't have any other company besides Michael, and she can never see her friends again. She would often cry about it at night, as Michael just pats her awkardly since he was still new at caring for someone else other than him. Just having him around helped her cope with the situation, just imagine if she was truly alone, she would not survive. With some hesitance she speaks up, "I know you've met my friends before." making Michael give her his full attention. "This is what I have left of them.." Lara chokes out, tears threatening to fall. Michael drags her against his chest, albeit hesitantly and slow, as she cried softly into his shirt.
This made Michael hug her tighter. He just wanted her to be happy, that's all he wished for. She turned this empty shell of a man to a human being capable of loving another, which he is eternally thankful for, even though he won't admit it. He wasn't an affectionate person but he pulls up his mask to kiss her cheek, pulling it down immediately afterwards to prove that he does care. The little gesture was enough for Lara to crack a smile, "Thank you, I really appreciate you lending an ear." she says as she kisses his masked forehead.
"Now I'mma beat your ass in uno!" She proclaims, wiping her tears and grabbing the uno cards on the living room table. Michael just sighs used to this kind of behavior at this point with an unknown smile creeping up on his face under his mask.