Halloween ~ Adam Banks

                                    

                                          
(Not  a request, just an idea I came up with)
                          
(Summary: It's Halloween)
                          
*She/Her and in Second Person*
                          
Warnings: Murder, Blood, I don't know what else to warn for
                          
Words: 591
                          
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It was Halloween night, and you were currently waiting for you boyfriend Adam to come to your house, so the two of you can attend a party at your friend's house. You were already ready in your costume, and were really just waiting for him to come.
                          
Then the phone rang.
                          
Both of your parents were gone, and out with their friends so you wondered who it could be. It could be Adam, explaining why he was late to your house. You picked it up, but no one said anything.
                          
"Hello?" You questioned as you leaned against the counter in your kitchen. You heard breathing from the other line. 
                          
"Hello, Y/n." The voice was breathy, and deep. Whoever said it put a lot of effort into saying your name. "Hi?"
                          
"How are you tonight, Y/n?" He did it again, putting a lot of effort, or anger, into saying your name. "I'm good, I guess... who are you?" 
                          
"That's not important, I just really wanted to tell you how good you look in your devil costume." The voice said. You quickly looked down at your devil costume which no one would know since you never told anyone about your costume. You looked out your window, but just saw pitch black.
                          
"Adam?!" You questioned, "Is this you? Because if it is I'm not scared!" You yelled into the phone. The voice laughed sinisterly. "This isn't Adam."
                          
"Then who are you!?" You yelled into the phone. When the voice didn't answer back you slammed the phone back on the rotary, and started to pace around the kitchen. Your stomach started to churn as you heard the phone start to ring again. You grabbed a kitchen knife, and picked up the phone. 
                          
"No need for the knife, Y/n, I just wanna talk." The voice said as she answered. Y/n was angered. If this was Adam, she was not even going to go to the party when he did get here. "Leave me alone, Adam, or whoever you are!" 
                          
"Look behind you, Y/n." Your palms were sweaty, and your grip tightened on the knife as you turned around. You saw a man standing there in a Ghost face costume with a knife in his hand. You dropped the phone, and the knife. 
                          
"Very funny, Adam. I don't want to go to the party anymore." You scoffed at him. The Ghost face just moved forward which confused you, but it confused you more when you felt a sharp pain in your stomach. 
                          
You looked down to see the knife that was once in the hand of the man was now in your stomach. Blood started to pour from your mouth as tears welled in your eyes. You fell to the ground, and the man just started down at you. You felt yourself starting to loose consciousness.
                          
'Well this is it', you thought, 'Adam is going to find me dead.'
                          
Just as you took your last breath, the man pulled off his mask for you to see. 
                          
"Is she gone?" A voice asked from around the corner. Charlie Conway who was looking down at the girl, kneeled down and took the knife he had just impaled into one of his good friends with. "She's gone, no pulse."
                          
Adam came around, and looked at his now dead girlfriend. 
                          
"Such a shame, Y/n."
                          


                          
Author's Note -
                          
Happy Early Halloween! Thought I write this to celebrate the upcoming holiday! I hope everyone is doing well :)