I mean this Halloween special will not affect the order of the story So rest assured that this still does not happen, ¿okay? Now if you enjoy the special.
POV Isaac:
I had never understood why people insist on wearing costumes on a day like Halloween, but I must admit that it is the only party I like. Why? Because that way I can steal sweets from the children without them seeinng my face, or disguise myself as what I really am and justify myself as "it's my costume."
And my plan today was to stay home and watch a movie with my candy from the supermarket, then throw some eggs at someone or run the brats out. But my plans were interrupted because my grandfather wanted to decorate his office to show it more "terrifying", clearly it would not work but at least he tries.
—Come on Isaac put a bit of desire – pass me some false cobwebs – put this in the entrance please
—I would make him more excited if he were at my house with my sweets or scaring someone — my grandfather laughs and I roll my eyes — do you have many clients today?
—No, just Eliot, Martín, Diego, and another new client.
—Well, I'm done with this and I'm going to see a gory movie marathon.
We do not say more and we begin to decorate this entire office. I have told this old man so many times that he must paint the office to give it a little life, but it is always the same and I have no patience.
-How have you been?
- Me? Well, I live, that's good
—I'm talking about your ... personality
—I don't feel like talking about him right now, don't screw up the party
He was going to speak again but is interrupted by the sound of the witches' laughter. I see who enters and it is Eliot dressed as death. I mean, his eyes are painted black, but it seems that he was hit twice on his little eyes. He has a black robe that reaches down to his feet and an Acha. What the fuck?
—Death does not have an Acha
—I did not find the long thing that death uses and I used my father's Ax
—Eliot you came disguised — my grandfather says excitedly and hugs him. What's wrong with him?
—My mom makes me always dress up for Halloween, a family tradition ... and as zamira
-Well the tradition is nice, I have to go so goodbye
I give my grandfather a hug and a tap on Eliot's arm at last my long-awaited movie night, I look over my shoulder as Eliot helps my grandfather, honestly I would stay with them but ... unfortunately it will not be possible.
What I wish for to lead a life without suffering and to be able to breathe in peace.
POV Eliot:
—Is your grandson always so bitter?
—Of course not, Isaac always love Christmas but – he stays quiet for a few seconds and shakes his head – you know ... today is Halloween, why don't you go out asking for sweets or to celebrate with your family? I think you could use it.
—Are you serious? He nods and I look at him strangely, why do I decorate all this if he was going to tell me to come home?
—Elder things, you wouldn't understand, see
I say goodbye to him and leave his office but when I was about to leave someone covers my mouth and eyes. Why the hell this happens to me! What did I do to deserve a kidnapping ... wait, the murderer?
Don't take too long and elbow him in the ribs, then grab one of his hands to bite him then kick his belly and try to leave but someone stops me.
—Calm down, it's me, prince, it's me.
—Isaac? –I turn around and see him holding his hand-idiot! Do you know the scare you hit me?
—Sorry I wanted to do something dramatic, woow, if you have a heavy hand
—moron
I approach him and check his hand, he has the mark of my teeth with a little blood, I see him wince when I run my fingers over the marks, then I look at his face and it is in perfect condition, no matter what Bad that this idiot thinks but he lifted his shirt to fix his ribs.
I am a man but at least I have a bit of a brain, I would never scare someone like that, I can get them to beat me to death, or worse.
—Well, I won't say you deserve it, because you do but I apologize
—It doesn't matter, do you have something to do now?
—Go to my house and cut my veins with a chainsaw
-its Halloween
—Don't tell me — I make an astonished face — I thought it was Christmas
—Do you want to go to my house to watch horror movies and throw eggs at people?
I laugh and accept his proposal I think it would do me no harm to change a little air apart I do not think the black-haired man is bad company, on the way to his house everything was silent I did not have the heart to speak and apparently neither.
Better that way I had time to briefly detail what intrigues me the most are her honey-colored eyes, they are so beautiful ... wait What? What the fuck I just thought, this is insane
—We arrived at my humble not so humble home
—It's beautiful — I look at the house that has worn paint and has a certain scary air — a perfect house for someone who is crazy.
—Or for a murderer who knows
I roll my eyes and we go into his house, although on the outside it is all disastrous inside it is the same or worse only that everything is in order but let's say that ... everything is dirty there is dust everywhere, there is a smell of alcohol in here that forces me to cover my nose
—How can you live here? With this rotten smell, it looks like someone died here
—I went through something very sad and focused so much on my sadness that I forgot to clean
—Well, sadness leaves it in a corner and gives way to cleaning – I see all the disorder and then I look at him – can I borrow your clothes? We will save the movies for another day
I head for the stairs but Isaac stops me by cornering me against the wall, okay right now I'm very scared my Acha will leave her in the doctor's office ... damn it
—Whoow calm stupid What are you doing?
—You can't go up
—I have to go up — I try to let go but his grip is stronger, shit. What does he eat? —Let me go or steal something from you.
—Why do you have to be so nosy?
—nosy of what! If I only want to change to clean this pigsty
—You don't know all the things I want to do to you–she brings her face close to mine and I try to separate myself. Mom helps!–And you're right in my territory
—Are you a dog? Now let me go Isaac
—You don't give me orders in my house
Having his closeness to me makes me forget all suffering, that I forgot about Zamira, about my mother, about everything that ever hurt me for once. I feel trapped in a bubble where I never want to leave.
—I am amused as my plan is taking longer than usual but ... you are a drawer full of secrets and I am willing to discover you
—This is totally stupid, let me know we must ....
And kiss me ... kiss me! Fuck, what the fuck is going on right now? This is not supposed to be happening. I try to release myself from his grip but he exerts more force and I let out a moan of pain basically the one who is kissing me is him, I am not moving my lips
—Only I can kill you, only I can play with you and only I can be the one to kiss you, understand?.
—Hey? Excuse me?–I look at him confused –You're not my damn owner to tell me something like that, for the next time you play the macho with me, I'll throw you off a cliff.
—I just tell the truth–he gives me a peak and I'm in shock–definitely the best Halloween of my disgusting existence.
—h-happy h-halloween — I say with a thousand nerves
—Happy Halloween princess
author's note
As I already told you above, this Halloween special will not alter the story because this never happened, I just want you to know that I left a clue of what could happen in the next chapter ... and I know it is short but everything fell behind me and that's why I upload it very late
Anyway happy Halloween I hope you had a lot of sweets and many tricks
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