Cold October…

It was actually pretty sunny on that cold October. If you haven’t figured it out already its Halloween… YA! (Not really…) Instead of going to a part with a bunch of my buddies from high school, I’m stuck taking my stupid little brother Xavier trick or treating. Like really! I know I got caught drinking orange juice vodka but are you kidding me?! This is by far the worst punishment ever given. I have a plan though… Oh, yes I have a plan…
“Hey Xavier want to play a game before we head out?” The plan was simple. Play a game of “Hide & Seek” with little Xavier, then count so he’ll hide, then run to the party. Sweet and simple I like to think!
“I don’t know maxy. I really just want to get my candy. Besides what if one of those clowns get me?”
“I told you not to call me that ever since dads death. Besides Xavier I’ll protect you. What are big brothers for?”
“Sorry but I still don’t know.” Oh no, he’s getting antsy. I guess I’ll start counting hoping he’ll just start to run. I cup my hands onto my face and start to count.
“One, two, three, four, five.. You better hurry and run Xavier!” I peek for a moment and notice that he’s running back to the house. I’m free.
“I’M FREE!!” I yelled run down the road. But unfortunately I had to stop my joyful moment and get the direction to the party from my pocket. “Hmmm” It seemed simple head into the woods and go southwest and I’m off.
As I’m heading into the forest carefully, watching where I’m going, and making sure I’m going southwest. I wondered about the clowns my brother was talking about earlier. I pause my thinking. I notice two shadowy figures at the corner of my eye. I froze in fear because I began to think about my brother and what he said about the clowns. Thoughts where bubbling into my mind such as are they going to hurt me, torture me, or worse… Kill me. I pull the switch blade that I had in my back pocket and Opened it.
“WHO EVER YOU ARE COME ON OUT!”
“Max?”. The voice I heard sounded so familiar. It was soft, kind, but cold.
“Emily?” I said with curiously. I put the blade back into my pocket and I turned away from the tree I was hiding from. I shocked. I saw my two best friends Emily & Josh. I’ve known them ever since first grade.
“What are you guys doing out in the middle of the woods?! Are you going to the party…”? When I walk to them I notice that Emily was Harley Quinn & Josh was King Shark… Crap it was a costume party. No matter I’m just happen to see them.
Josh spoke first. Josh was always… Josh. He’s been a drunk since sixth grade and had a serious problem. But I wasn’t the person to judge I’ve been like josh since my dad died.
“What’s happening man!! Haven’t seen you in school for a while.”
” Yeah, I was suspended again for on school drinking. I had to get trick my little brother just to get away him to go the party.”
“Sucks to be you. But yeah everyone at Malarkey High says this party is gonna be lit!”
“Right! Oh, hey Emily”
She nodded. Emily was always the weird and quiet girl at the school. I try and think of her as the weird chick from the Breakfast Club. I like her I can relate to her on a deeper scale and meaning.
  “Come on let’s just head up to the party so all the good drinks don’t go away.” Josh said excitedly.
As me and Josh walk through the woods for a solid thirty minutes just talking to each other I wanted to talk to Emily for a while.
“Josh can you head up to the party first so we can get some good drinks?”
“Yeah I got you”
Until I couldn’t see him any more I went to go talk to Emily for a bit.
“So Emily Quinn Huh?”
“Yeah Joshua said it would look hot”
“So, you took Josh advice?”
“Do you not like it?”
No. I like it it’s just a little much for a costume party. But it does look hot though. By the way are you going to meet someone there?”
“Nah, every guy I know are idiots except for you though… You’re sweet”. She smiled when she said that and so did I.
“Oh, so this is the party?”
I turn my head to loud metal music, drunken Josh not saving us any drinks, & dancing.
“Nope! Cannot do this to many people. I’m out.”
“Come on max there’s nothing to do tonight besides trick or treating. I need you here because I really don’t want to talk to drunk josh.”
“Fine you owe me this favor.”
“Let’s just go listen to the music”. She grabbed my hand I felt an emotion that I haven’t felt in a while. I paused. I always felt remorse with me and Emily hanged. But this time. It was different she was always cold. Like if you went to see a dead body, get this feeling of sadness, and you just feel dead inside. That’s the feeling I’m getting from Emily…
“Hey, Let’s go upstairs before we go to the music station I need to talk to you”
“MAXY!!!!”. Oh no… That’s a voice I never want to hear. God its Kevin.
“What do you want Kevin?”
“LETS. LET’S GO HAVE A DRINK BUDDY JUST ME AND YA”
“Not right now I have to talk to…” She’s gone.
“Let go of me I need to find a friend”
“BUT COME ON!!! I WANT TO TALK TO YOU!”
“I don’t have time for this Kevin. I’m leaving.”. He grabbed my hand with too much exerted force.
“I SAID I WANT TO TALK”. Drunk Kevin turned into angry drunk Kevin”
“I said I don’t HAVE TIME!!”. Oh great I let some of my anger out.
I went to go find her. I went upstairs to see if she was there but the only thing I found was gross… Gross things. Next up was the drinks section and all I saw was a naked Josh rubbing 1 bottle in a very peculiar area. I guess the last place to look is the music section since that’s the last place to look in the complex.
“Emily! Emi- “She went back into the woods and I followed her. I pass through the dancing and drinking people and I’m in the entrants to the woods. “Where is she going I thought to myself. With each step I grow more and more suspicious of where she’s going.
“CRACK”
I run to the nearest tree hoping that she didn’t hear the crack of the stick.
“Stupid, stupid, stupid, STUPID!” I whisper. I turn my head away from the tree to see that she’s not there. I go to where she was supposed to be and she’s just not here.
“Where did sh- “. I felt a sharp numbing pain in the back of my neck. I fell to my knees and then to my face. I blacked out.
“La, La, La, La, La!’
“What?
“La, La, La, La, La! Maxy!”
“What’s going…” I wake up to see a pale, blue handed Emily. What is happ- I paused and find that I’m tied to a metal surface chair. I’m was stuck and this was going to go one of two ways. This is all just a prank and I’m going to live or I’m going to die.
“Emily what’s going on?”
“Oh, don’t worry maxy waxy everything is going to be okay… Maxy Waxy! That rhythms! La, La, La, La, La!” She’s walking towards me. What is she planning. I look around the room hoping to an escape route if I ever get out of this ropes.
“Do you mind if I sit here.”. She giggled. She sat on my lap while I was tied up. What is she PLANNING?!
“What do you want Emily? Is this just some weird perverted pra- “WHY DOSE EVERYONE KEEP INTERUPTING ME?! She kissed me and put her tongue down my throat. It was gross and smelled of beer. I muffled Enough but couldn’t get the simple word threw. I head butted her… It hurt like heck but felt so right.
“EMILY! WHAT IS GOING ON”
“Oh, so now you don’t want me”
“This is real perverted and your drunk let me go and I’ll take you home.”
“Oh, I don’t think so.” She grabs a gun that was on the floor and pointed at me.
“Whoa… Now come on Emily. This isn’t like you.”
“Yes. It. Is.” She shot the gun and it went straight threw my shoulder pass the bone, tissue, and cartilage. I’m in instance pain. The impact of the blast was so great that it made my chair fall over.
“AH AH AHH”
“HA HA HA HA”
‘AH AH AH AH”
“EMILY! WHY?!?! HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!”
She went back over to me. Every footstep I heard was intensified. It’s like nothing even mattered anymore. The only thing that matter was me getting out of this chair and getting out of this situation.
“Max, Max, Max, Max. How dumb do you think I am? I knew you were going to take me upstairs to ask if was a clown. To think about your kind of are smart. It’s a shame that you’re going to die.
When she revealed though words to me I gave up. A gun shot went off. The only regret that I have... I should of stayed with my brother on that cold October.