Masturbation happens in this chapter. Bonerville when he was like, 11...12? 

Michael's POV

October 30, 1995

It's been about two weeks since I saw Nancy's leg all scarred up and bleeding. I don't know why I feel this way around her. 

I've been acting like, I care about her. The thing is that I don't think I am pretending to do that. I really felt worried. 

It's been weirding me out about this feeling. After she told me it was a secret she's been avoiding me. I also got my license early so I don't take the bus anymore. 

I got to school all tired. I wiped my eyes trying to wake myself up once I parked. Usually, I don't feel this tired in the morning but I kept thinking of Nancy once again. 

I then saw her. She was laughing a bit at what her annoying blondie friend was saying. I got out of my car and locked it. 

I scratched my shaggy hair trying to fix it but it looked like I was scratching it. I grabbed my bag and started walking towards the school. 

Nancy looked over and saw me. We both made eye contact for a moment. I really wanted to know what this secret she's keeping from me. 

I walk up to her and grabbed her arm lightly as I could. "I need to borrow Nancy, miss blondie," I said walking away with Nancy. 

"W-what are you doing?" She asked. You can't just let people see that and not telling them what's going on and pretend you never met that person." I said annoyed. 

I walked to the side of the school where it was empty. I let go of her and lean my back on the wall staring at her.

She fumbled with the hem of her shirt nervously. "Only Maddie knows this." She said. I looked at her confused. 

"Who?" I asked. "Blondie." She said looking up at me. "Well, please tell me," I said trying to not seem too demanding. "I can't tell you here." She said looking sad. 

"Then when?" I asked. "I don't really want to say anything without hearing something from you." She said. 

Does she really want to hear a secret of mine like we're in second grade? I sighed. The only secret I have is that I'm a psychopath and just think about killing all day.

"Fine," I said clearly not wanting to do this. She still looked unsure. I kept looking at her up and down. She was wearing pants today with regular converse. 

Her pants were tight showing off her curves. I might not be that normal but I'm still a horny teenager that gets off to horror movies. 

Her shirt was a bit oversized but her hand was crossed under her chesting making her boob size more visible. She had an above average bust.

She was tall but not as tall as me she seemed like she'd be the third tallest girl that I've seen. So,  around five feet and maybe seven or eight inches. 

If she was standing beside me, I'd say I'd be able to rest my chin on her head easily. She kinda hunches over a bit and makes herself a bit shorter than she is. 

I will admit she's very pretty. The faces she makes are very innocent too. "God, you're pretty." I thought. "W-what?" I heard. 

I snapped out from what I was thinking and looked down at her. "What?" I asked confused. "You said...god, you're pretty..." She said embarrassed.

This is where the embarrassment would kick in and be like her right now. I have never felt that emotion no matter the situation was. 

I just became confused and weirded out I said that out loud when I could've sworn I said it in my head. 

"I said that out loud?" I asked pretending to be embarrassed. She nodded looking a bit embarrassed or is that discomfort? 

Wait...I just got an idea. "Nancy," I said. She looked up at me with that innocent look she has. "Y-y-y-yes?" She stuttered out. 

I sighed. "I like you..." I said lying straight through my teeth. I might think she's pretty but that doesn't mean I like her like that. I never have liked girls like that. 

The only time I thought I liked a girl was when I was watching a horror movie and got my first boner after she showed her naked body. I was wrong though.

I got a boner after she got her throat sliced. I am one sick fuck. I actually remember that very clearly. I had no idea what was going on. 

I watched the tv carefully not missing one second. "You sure you're okay with the movie Michael?" My dad said. 

I slowly stopped paying attention to the movie to look at him. "Yeah," I said nodding my head. "Well, I'll be in the other room if you need me." He said exiting the living room. 

I nodded even though he couldn't see me. I kept watching the movie feeling weird every time there was death. It wasn't bad though. 

"Please take me already." The girl said in the screen discarding her robe. Her bare naked body on display. My eyes widened at this. I've never seen a woman's naked body before. 

She walked closer to the screen. Her boobs bouncing every time she walked. She then straddled the man's lap. He cupped one of her breast making her throw her head back. 

I wasn't really getting what was happening. They started kissing and moving around like they were wrestling.

She started making a lot of noises that were loud. The guy was only grunting. The girl was on top of him bouncing making her boobs jiggle more. 

A dark figure was behind the people wrestling. They were walking closer. "I'm coming!" The girl said. "Coming?" I questioned looking down for a moment.

I looked back up. "No one called for her," I said confused. "I-I-I-I-I'm Coming!" She yelled. Right then she was pulled back by her hair and her throat was slit. 

I felt something weird in the pit of my stomach and my pants seemed tight all of a sudden. I looked down and my eyes widened. 

I grabbed the remote without looking away from whatever happened to my pants. "Dad!" I yelled so he could hear me.

He ended up seeing the sex scene and said I got overly excited and that happened. How he was so wrong. Very wrong.

Her face was really red. She looked down very shyly. "W-what?" She said hugging herself tighter. "I said I liked you, Nancy," I said.

I'm only doing this to gain her trust and not look all suspicious if I murder people. It's a little obvious she likes me but I can kinda tell.

She's pretty good at hiding it. I stepped closer to her. "Do you like me back?" I asked. I'm terrible at this! Ugh! I've never asked someone out before.

She nodded slowly. Her legs were shaking. "Are you scared?" I asked. She looked up at me and her shaking stopped. "N-no." She said. 

I put on a fake smiled and pushed some of her black hair out of her face. "I...Like you...as well." She said not stuttering this time. 

"I'm glad you said yes," I said hugging her a bit. She tensed and uncrossed her arms. She relaxed and her hands went around my back. Her face was in the crook of my neck. 

"I never said yes." She said. I blinked a few times before knowing that was true. "Oh," I said. "Y-yes." She said. I smiled and immediately got confused again. 

[Skip To Night]

I sighed laying in my bed. I have no idea why I was thinking it was a good idea to ask her out when I know nothing about dating. 

I've seen my brother have girls over, but I know how he treats them is not right. I want to act like a nice gentleman and pretend I care for them. 

The whole today was filled with Nancy glancing at me shyly and putting a small smile on her face. I will fully admit that she was being pretty adorable.

I feel like this might be a good idea cause she won't be wanting to do anything. I'm glad she's highly shy and not some slut that would've probably kissed me every minute.

She sadly didn't tell me her secret or let me take her home and she ended up taking the bus. I still don't like how people talk about her.

I turn over and look at my clock. It's almost twelve o' clock. I was already expecting my brother to come in soon and wake me up telling me it's my birthday. 

Last year he did that and brought his camera. I was mad at him since he took a picture catching me off guard. I was also naked since I sleep naked. 

It wasn't at all fun. The whole week he was making fun of me and laughing constantly. He's lucky I wasn't masturbating. 

Now I'm laying on top of my duvet fully clothed since I don't want something to happen like that ever again. 

I looked over at the clock and it was one minute till he came in. I sighed and sat up getting out of bed. I was really tired but I didn't want him to wake me up. 

I rubbed my eyes and looked overhearing my door opening. "Happy Birthday Mikey!" My brother yelled snapping a picture of me. 

I blinked from the flash. "Wow, I'm surprised you weren't in your birthday suit like last year." He said laughing a bit. He grabbed the picture and waved it making the picture hurry up.

"Oh, and congrats getting a girlfriend." He said walking over to me and tossing me the picture he just took. 

My eyes were closed and I was looking up a bit. I looked up at him. "How'd you know?" I asked. "Word gets around." He said sitting on my bed. 

Okay, make yourself comfy why don't you instead of leaving. "So, Who's the girl?" He asked. I felt weird talking to him about her. 

"She's uh-her name is Nancy," I said not knowing what to say. He nodded. "What's she like?" He asked. Why is he being so annoying and taking up my privacy?

"Uh, she's a very shy girl," I said. He laughed. "Is that it? Does she have a banging body?" He asked. I cringed when he said that.

I don't get why he's asking when he met her a few weeks ago when she came over. "Dude, Come on," I said looking at him weirded out. 

"What? I'd tell you about my sex life if you asked." He said. I looked at him grossed out. " I definitely don't want to hear that at all," I said. 

"Fine." He said groaning. I rolled my eyes and laid down. "Are you ever going to get out of my room or..." I asked getting annoyed by his presence.

"Yeah, But first." He paused grabbing something that was next to my bed. I raised up a bit on my elbows. He gave me a terribly wrapped gift. 

I lifted my right arm and grabbed it. I raised up all the way and started to unwrap it. "Oh, and don't show mom and dad." He said. 

I looked up confused. I became unconfused when a magazine was in my hand. A playboy magazine in fact. 

I looked up at him to see him give me a smirk. "I'm glad I got you this now. since your girlfriends shy, she probably won't don't anything with you for a while." He said patting my back.

Again, I was cringing. "I...I don't use these." I say cringing at every word I said. "Then what do you use to masturbate?" He asked. 

I was not expecting that. "I don't really want to talk about masturbating," I said. "Oh, come on. It's fine." He said.

"If I keep the playboy will you leave me alone?" I ask obviously getting weirded out. I am a fucked up person but I don't want to talk about it with people. Especially my family.

"Fine. I'll let you sleep." He said getting up and grabbing the camera. He walked up to the door and shut the door. I sighed and lied down. 

I raised my hands up with the playboy in it. I opened it and saw a naked woman showing off. I rolled my eyes And threw it over to the side. 

I got up and grabbed the hem of my shirt pulling it up over my head. I let it drop off the bed and I laid down.  

I raised up a bit and grabbed my pants and underwear sliding it off. I shivered, feeling the cold on my bottom half. 

I sighed and got underneath the covers. I Turned to my right side where the window was. I accidentally left the blinds open again. 

I saw the stars and the moon. It was only a first quarter. No wolf will come out during the first quarter and kill innocent victims. 

I bit my lip feeling the pit in my stomach. I turned to be on my back. I palmed myself through my blanket biting my lip hard, making sure I won't make noise. 

I kept thinking of victims getting killed. A girl gets slashed in the face and the werewolf attacks her neck and eats it so she won't scream hopefully. 

He howls in front of the moon and runs fast trying to find his next victim. I slip my hand under the blanket and slightly touch my stomach. 

I trace down all the way to my hard-on. I touched the tip already feeling precum coming out. I thought about the victims he would go after. 

I'm not sure if I like girls getting killed more but I don't really ever fantasize boys getting killed and me getting horny over it. 

The victims were two girls. I imagined Stacy and Nancy's friend that I call Blondie. Those two girls have been really getting on my nerves and want them to die. 

The werewolf makes noise in the bush making the girls ranting stop and turn towards the bush. They turned to each other and back at the bush. 

They slowly walked towards it. "Hello?" Stacy asked. No answer. They stepped closer to the bush. Once they were close enough, The werewolf jumped out to his prey.

They screamed and fell down seeing the werewolf. Stacy tried getting up, but she wasn't quick enough. The werewolf tackled her to the ground and ate her chest. 

All you could hear was the horrified screams from Blondie and Stacy's pained screams from feeling his teeth seeping into her skin.

She soon took her last breath and her eyes became dull with no life in them. Blondie started running. The werewolf howled and started trying to catch up to her.

He finally did and tackled her to the ground. She screamed and kept hitting him. He slashed his arms to her making it have four claw marks. 

She screamed in pain and covered her face. The werewolf growled and opened its mouth for a bite. I was cut off by me gasping when I came.

I raised my head up and my eyes widened. Sperm was shooting onto my stomach. My head fell back onto my pillow. I started panting. 

I closed my eyes and let go of my penis and laid there. After I calmed down, I opened my eyes and looked over at the clock. 

I sighed seeing it took me twenty minutes to reach my orgasm. I looked down at my stomach and cringed seeing the sperm everywhere on me.

I looked back over to the clock and reached over to my tissue box. I grabbed on and wiped up the mess I made. I got up tiredly and threw it into my trash bin.

I Walk back over to my bed and sit on the edge. I was close to touching my face but stopped. I got up and put on my boxers making it to the bathroom.

I locked the door in there and went to the sink turning it on and washing my hands. I decided to wash my stomach too. 

After I was done, I went back to my room and discarded my boxers. I got into bed and finally became tired enough to go to sleep.

[Morning]

I woke up hearing my annoying arm clock. I stayed up pretty late so I definitely was not in the mood for it. 

I pressed it the button. Nothing went off. I opened my eyes and pressed it again. Still, nothing happens. I was now getting mad. 

My hand was now into a fist. I slammed my fist on it. It still made that loud noise. I immediately get out of bed and grab it. I walk over to the window and open it.

"You fucking piece of shit!" I yelled throwing it out the window. Two girls were walking on the sidewalk. One girl looked like it was Stacy. 

The alarm clock hit the concrete, right next to there feet. The two girls squealed and looked up at me. I'm glad the window is high enough not to show lower than my hips. 

"What the fuck, Michael?" Stacy yelled at me. I rolled my eyes and shut my window. I was still mad at Stacy for calling Nancy a slut. 

Nancy was now my girlfriend so I guess I have to be more protective of her. I walk over to my bed and gravity immediately takes me back to bed. 

I grab my pillow and snuggle into it like it was a person. I'm not really sure why I do that. It's just so comfy doing that with a pillow. 

I heard a knock at my door. I put the blanket over me trying to cover my bottom half. "Come in," I say tiredly. 

My mom comes in with a smile on her face. "Happy birthday, sweetie." She said sitting on the edge of my bed. 

"Thanks, mom," I said yawning. "You're going to be late for school you know." She said looking over to where my alarm clock was. 

"Where's your alarm clock?" She asked. "It broke." I bluntly said. She nodded and looked down. Why does she keep looking around? 

I then remembered the playboy on the ground. "Don't you know where you dirty hamper is, Michael?" she asked.

Why won't she stop with the questions? "Yes, mom. You know I sleep... naked." I cringed immediately after saying that. 

"I should let you change then." She said getting up. She walked to the door. She turned around and I sat up making sure she couldn't see the playboy. 

I quickly covered myself. "I'll go," She said leaving. She closed my door and I fell onto my bed again, not wanting to deal with anything anymore. 

[Skip To After Breakfast]

I walked outside to find the alarm clock still there. It was making its annoying noise, but more dead sounding like, it was soon going to go out. 

I grabbed it and jogged over to the dumpster. I threw it in there and walked to my car. I opened my car door and got in sitting in there. 

After a moment I shut the door and started the car. I got out of the driveway. I started driving trying to focus on the road and nothing else. 

I was about seven blocks away from the school now. I saw someone walking on the opposite direction, from the school. 

I then realized it was Nancy. I stopped and leaned over rolling down my window. I don't want to offer her a ride but, I feel like it's gentlemen like.

"Nancy!" I yell. She looks over at me startled. She then sees me and gives me a small smile. She walks over to me and I give her a smile.

"Hi." She said shyly. "Do you wanna ride?" I asked. She looked over her shoulder and looked back. Her small smile faded. 

"I was going to take the bus." She said. "What? Why?" I asked. "I don't want to be a hassle." She said looking down. 

"You won't be," I said. She made eye contact with me. "You sure?" She asked. Her face was becoming red. "Just get into the car, Nancy," I said leaning back into my seat. 

She let out a breathy laugh until she opened the door and got in. She set her bag on her lap. She closed the door. 

"Thanks." She said quietly. I looked over to her before driving. I noticed her wearing a short skirt that had a spider web print and black leggings. 

Her shirt had the boogeyman also known as Michael Myers. Someone who I aspire to be. "I didn't know you liked Halloween," I said. 

She looked over. "Hm?" She asked. I pointed to her shirt. I put the car in drive and started to drive to school. 

"Oh, yeah, I actually really enjoyed the movies." She said. I glanced at her. "You look really pretty in that outfit," I said trying to be a nice boyfriend. 

She let out a breathy laugh. Not the kind of reaction I was expecting, but alright. "Uh, t-thanks." She said. Her voice was cracking a bit from the embarrassment.

"So... what are your plan's for Halloween?" I asked trying not to make this an awkward ride. "Maddie asked me to take her sister Trick-Or-Treating since I'm more into it." She said. 

I nodded. "Fun," I said. "You?" I heard. I glanced at her. She was looking over at me. "Hm?" I asked. "What about you? What are you doing for Halloween?" She asked. 

"My parent's probably want to take me out to eat for my birthday," I said focusing on the road. "Today's your birthday?" She asked. 

I nodded. "Yeah," I said. "Why didn't you tell me? I would've gotten you something." She said. "I didn't feel like it was important," I said finally seeing the school. 

"But it's your birthday, Michael." She said. "Well, I told you now, didn't I?" I said. She turned back to normal and sat back in the chair. 

It became silent. "Happy birthday." She said quietly. I glanced at her again. I sighed and turned into the parking lot. "Thanks," I said. 

I parked and turned to look at her. "I can give you rides from now on. If you want." I said. She turned to me and gave me a small smile. 

"That's fine." She said. "Why don't you want a ride?" I asked. "I have the bus." She said. "I was the only person that let you sit down," I said making a point. 

She looked over at me. "You really want to get on the bus and hear everyone and then sit on the floor since nobody will let you sit with them?" I asked.

She looked down. "How is this not a hassle?" She asked. I rolled my eyes. I put my hand on hers. "You're my girlfriend and I don't want people annoying you," I said. 

She gave me a small smile. "Okay." She said biting her lip. I gave her a smile. "We should probably get to class now," I whispered. She nodded.

"Yeah."