Brielle

sixteen

GRAYSON

"A fucking suit?" I ask, standing in front of the long ass mirror wearing the 'costume' Mason gave me.

The costume in question is a fucking suit, nothing else. It doesn't even look like I'm going to a costume party, I look like I'm fucking going to some fancy ass party for rich people.

"We'll put blood on it?" Anthony states in more of a question as he appears behind me. I send him a glare.

Anthony is going as the devil, apparently he wants to find an angel at the party. So they can make out in a cupboard after accidentally matching with each other.

#Soulmates.

"Well that's fucking great isn't it," I grumble, pulling down the suit blazer. This 'costume' is so fucking uncomfortable.

I haven't worn a suit since I was fifteen, and that was when my mum dragged me to some event show as if she hadn't just killed Sofia an hour beforehand.

It's obvious Bee found out about Sofia, from the fucking tattoo on my back. I just hope she hasn't taken it the wrong way.

Like it was an ex or something, I would only ever get a tattoo of a girlfriend's name if I was really fucking serious about it.

"Why the fuck am I wearing a suit?" I sigh.

"It's the costume!" Charlie protests, standing in an aquaman atire. I don't understand why everyone is actually doing the whole costume thing, it's not even halloween.

Hell, we're nearly in the first week of December nearly two months off October and Halloween, wait is that right? I don't even fucking know.

Fucking maths, I hate that shit.

"The costume is a suit?" I question, sending Ben a look as he appears from the bedroom.

I nearly burst out laughing when I see his costume, he's gone as the fat dude from princess and the frog.

"Stop laughing at me," Ben scolds, waving a finger in my face as I start fucking giggling. Even Mason can't hold it in, he starts laughing as well.

"What? You don't think my costume is good?" Ben says, waving his hands up and down his body.

Ben has that kind of aroma that makes everyone smile, he's just naturally funny- unlike his sister who's just naturally, annoying.

"It's amazing," Charlie agrees, biting back the smile on his face.

"Gray, come here we'll put the blood on you," Lucas dips his finger in a bottle of fake blood and I scowl at him.

"Don't fucking touch me, I'll do it myself," I grumble, but Lucas doesn't listen.

His hand meets the white shirt which is unbuttoned at the top, he wipes blood in hand prints all over the front. I adjust the black suit pants when he's finished his attack on me.

Lucas has been my best friend for years, but sometimes he really pushes it.

"We've got a party to go too bitches," Reed shouts from downstairs, to be honest I forgot he was here. He just hides away, most likely doing stuff that's  disgusting and weird.

"Mhm," I hum, messing up my hair in the mirror before sighing.

Why do I have to wear this fucking costume?

~~~

Music plays from speakers as we walk inside, people are crowded in fairy costumes and some random characters that I have no fucking clue what they are.