Welcome Home Michael Myers (Michael Myers x Black Reader Part 2)

Chapter 21

When Dr. Loomis heard about the murder, he knew exactly who was behind it. The whole town knew, the press crowded the police station the very next morning after Halloween, asking so many questions. It got so overwhelming for Robin that he just walked away, refusing to answer anymore questions. Robin ordered the entire police unit to go out and search the town for Michael, asking any and everyone have they seen him.

"Robin, the press, they're outside again." A police officer told him, poking his head into his office. Robin had been at the police station since 5 in the morning. He sat behind his desk typing away furiously, his face scarlet red, and the vein in his right temple throbbing. "Just tell them to go away!" Robin barked at him, and the police left. Loomis, who had also been at the office with Robin all morning walked back over to Robin's desk, sitting down in an armchair. He had been looking out the window watching the large crowd of news reporters outside at the front door. "Robin, we can't keep telling them to leave, the people deserve to know what's going on-"

"THEY DO KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON!" Robin screamed, slamming his fist on his desk, making Loomis jump. "Everybody knows that it was Michael! It's got him written all over it! I don't want to speak to the press until we've got this bastard in custody!" He said angrily slamming his fist down again. Loomis let out an exasperated sigh, he too wanted Michael in custody as soon as possible. "So what are you gonna do?" Loomis asked him. Robin didn't respond immediately and continued typing. He finally closed his laptop after a few minutes, his face less red now. "I've got the police looking on every street around town, and also in the woods where he killed those boys." Robin explained. Loomis nodded, "And what about the girl." Loomis asked. Robin looked at him puzzled, "What girl?".

Loomis rolled his eyes, "Y/n." He said. "We should probably tell her he's on the loose again, he could be coming for her." He explained. Robin shook his head and waved his hand as if he was shooing what he said away. "I'm sure she knows, and I doubt he even knows where she lives. Besides, until we find him we got this whole town on lock down, she'll be safe." Robin said. He got up stretching and yawning and walked over to his printer, pulling a stack of paper off of it. He held them up so Dr. Loomis could see, they were wanted papers with Michael on it. These wanted papers were more updated, using the photo of him from the Asylum, there was also a sketch of him in his blue jumpsuit and mask. "I'm gonna get these put around town." He told Loomis placing them on his desk. "Good." He replied, now starting to space out. "We're gonna get this son of a bitch. And this time, he'll never escape again- I'll make sure of it." Robin was saying as he paced around his office. Dr. Loomis said nothing, he's heard him say that so many times before.

There was a knock at the door and the same police officer from earlier poked his head inside. "Sir, the Deputy Chief wants to know can some of us look around the Myer's house, and the neighborhood around it for the Michael." He said.

"What? No! I said check the town! He wouldn't be that damn stupid to hide out where his house is at!" Robin said angrily. The police said nothing else and left, closing the door behind him.

NOVEMBER 8 2:37AM

A week has gone by and the whole town is still buzzing about my father and the killing that happened on Halloween. I would think by now that this would die down, but it seems to be getting worse. It's all in the newspaper, and it's being talked about almost everyday on the news. People want answers, and they do deserve it in my opinion- but the police department isn't answering any questions on it, which is only making people angrier.

The whole town's been on lock down, no ones allowed to leave there house unless it's to the hospital. So I've been stuck in here; with my serial killer dad, my aunt Laurie, and my mother, who's been acting very strange lately. All she does now is pace around the house muttering to herself, she spends most of her time peeking out the windows, a shotgun clenched in her hand. She rarely talks to me anymore. Just a "Good morning" or a "Goodnight" when it's time to go to sleep. She spends most of her time with my father upstairs, and I'm stuck in the library most of the time reading. She put Laurie in the basement, I'm not allowed down there. She rarely let's Laurie come out unless it's to eat a meal, I've tried arguing with her that it's not right to leave her locked down there. But she keeps reassuring me that she has everything she needs down there and that she's fine. She does act fine, she seems very happy and cheery every time I see her. Maybe it's because she's actually happy to be apart of this family, or it could be that my mother walks around the house 24/7 with a shot gun in her hand. With no one to talk to but Laurie I've been pretty lonely, when I do speak to her it's about the same old thing: what book am I reading.