you, i, and everything else (michael myers x reader)

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1 month later

every time i came to work dr. loomis just piled work on me. i wanted to spend more time with michael and understanding him since all dr. loomis would always spend time on his book.

occasionally i would come visit michael during graveyard where he would just work on his paper mâché masks. i would try making conversation to which he would either just stare at me or ignore me completely.

"alright (y/n), i'm off. thank you for your help dear, i'll see you first thing tomorrow." loomis told me at the doorway of my office. i hummed and nodded with a smile but i was just waiting for him to finally leave so i could go visit michael.

as soon as he left i grabbed a bag of the things i brought from the store. i made my way towards michaels room.
i knocked politely and let myself in.

"hi michael! i brought you some things." i pull out a huge container of glue, some paint brushes, and lots of new paper strips.

he looked at me and tilted his head. he then stared at the materials i just laid on his desk before slowly picking up the paintbrush.

"i thought it could help you since i know other patients used up all the fresh materials during arts and crafts." i giggle. he picked up the mask that he was just working on, it was a pink and orange mask. i looked in awe and didn't even notice him handing it to me.

did he want me to put it on? i continued looking at the mask with a confused expression. i heard him huff and then gently press the mask to my face.

"d-did you make this for me?" i stuttered out. the mask was fresh and i could feel a little glue sticking onto my face. he gave a slight nod and i smiled.
"thank you! i love it, it's so pretty." i giggle, feeling flustered. he just stared at me for a little before going back to work on another mask.

for some reason i didn't want to take the mask off and continued to watch him work on another. i was feeling really weird, my heart was beating really fast. just being alone with michael made me feel really nervous and not because he's a killer, its something else.

after a while i got sleepy and told michael goodbye before leaving his room.

"(l/n)?? what the fuck are you wearing??" i saw that asshole security guard from the other day. i think his name was tony.
"no way- hahahahaha- did mikey give you that piece of shit??" he burst out laughing. i frowned under my mask and just decided to take it off.

i ignored the rest of his smart remarks and went home.
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"what do you mean you're leaving?!" i screamed at dr. loomis. "i'm sorry (y/n) but i can't fix him. he's already too far gone." loomis said. i felt like crying, after all this time his own doctor didn't have any hope for him.

"fuck you loomis! fuck your book too. i know that's the real reason you're leaving and that's cool. but when karma hits you for leaving don't bitch about it okay?" i said harshly before leaving his already packed up office.

"(y/n) please be reasonable. michael is no man, he is the essence of evil!"

i ignored the rest of his yelling and locked myself into my office so i can be alone.

if i'm not partnered with loomis, they were probably just going to take away the internship unless i continued assisting loomis. but i just couldn't... he didn't understand and only cared about his stupid book.

once again i went to visit michael during graveyard hours before i had to go home and sleep the anger away. before i were to be transferred or fired, i wanted to say goodbye to michael one more time.

"mikey!! wake up you big virgin! we got a present for you!" tony and some other man were holding the newest patient against them not letting her free.

"hey! what the fuck are you two doing?!" i asked feeling angrier than before.
"oh perfect his girlfriend is here." tony giggled before throwing the girl back into her cell.
"get that bitch instead!" he yelled at his friend who downed his bottle of whisky before chasing me. i turned to run but they grabbed me by the throat and held me down.

i gripped at his hand trying to free myself but he was so much stronger than me i started to lose hope and cry.

"mikey!! wakey wakey!" tony kicked michaels room door open and threw me inside. i flopped on the floor and immediately tried to get back up and run.

"please... what are you doing?" i sobbed scooting back to the wall.
michael looked up from his desk and saw me crying on the floor.
"oh michael you better hurry up and fuck her before we take turns in front of you." tony mocked and started pulling my pants down while his friend held me tight against him.

"please..." i whispered. michael got up from his chair and grabbed the man with both hands around the throat and threw him against the wall. blood splattered everywhere before turning towards the other man.
"h-hey michael. y-you know we were just joking right??" michael walked towards him and picked him up with one hand around his throat.

i slowly heard the man choking until it stopped. he died. i witnessed two men dying.

i started shaking in fear and then fear turned into excitement.
"m-michael.. you saved me." my heart fluttered. he said nothing and walked towards me. picking me up by my shoulders so i could stand up.
i was blushing at the feeling of his hands on me. he was very gentle to me compared to those two assholes he killed.

"a-are you leaving??" he nodded and i frowned. i reached my hand to caress his with my own. i felt so attached to michael, him leaving would break my heart more than anything else.

"i'm coming with you michael." i declared. he huffed and then made his way out of his room, passing the two dead people.

"come on michael this exit is faster." i led the way in a fast pace. when i got outside i turned around and didn't see michael in sight.
i heard a soft click in the doors and realize michael locked me out from the outside and made his way back inside of the facility. "michael??!" i banged on the doors. he didn't even turn around to look at me.

i pouted and just watched him from the window as he made his way deeper inside the building.

i ended up calling a taxi to take me home. i felt too traumatized and heart broken to drive myself with a clear head.

once i got home i showered and laid down in my bed in comfy clothing. i called dr. loomis i quit the internship and never wanted to see him again.

after all i did what i thought was best. i felt so violated, so protected, and so confused.

i lay the covers over me and fell into a deep sleep.