"Hey babe, you doin' alright?" Allen sneakily wrapped his arm around (____)'s waist and moved his fingers along her silhouette.

(____) gasped at the sudden contact, but then her face was soon replaced by a look of happiness.

"Allen, you surprised me!"

"That's what I do, babe," Allen whispered into her ear, making (____) shiver. He picked her up and plopped her unexpectedly onto a nearby couch. (____) landed with an "oof!" and Allen eagerly climbed on top of her.

"Allen-"

"Babe, you don't know how long I've been waiting to do this-"

"It's been five days-"

"That's been a long time-"

(____) chuckled darkly, an act that aroused Allen more than anything.

"I agree, Allen," she whispered.

"Well let's get right to it...."

Allen barely placed his lips onto hers when the kitchen phone rang.

"Fuck," Allen muttered under his breath.

"Are you gonna get that?" (____) asked, looking up into his haunting, red eyes. She reached her hands up to cup his face, but he turned away too quickly and got off her too early.

"Allen?" She sat up on the couch.

"Just a minute, doll." He gave her a quick peck on the lips and almost dashed to the phone.

(____) sighed as she watched her lover's figure disappeared into the kitchen. She haphazardly dangled her arms over the top of the couch and looked up at the ceiling.

It was always like this. They were about to get it on but something, or someone, always interrupted their fun.

(____) thought back to the days when they first met. Allen had all the time for her. Just what happened?

Then, Allen came back and (____) sat up straighter, as if she didn't want Allen to see the doubts on her face.

"Who was it?"

"Just some of my friends-" Allen, almost tentatively, said.

Liar, (____)thought, I know you are lying.

"And what about your friends?" (____) stood up from the couch and placed her arms on his shoulder.

"They wanted the gang together for a day."

Lies!

"Are you sure?"

"Yes..." (____) could feel Allen quiver slightly under her arms.

She cocked her head to the right, as if confused.

"So you're gonna go?"

"Yeah sure, why not?" Allen flashed a grin at her. He grabbed her arms and took them off his shoulders and placed them at her sides, "And after that, we can get right back to being dirty."

"Mmm, I like the sound of that." (____) smiled back, "Mind if I come along?"

Allen looked at her as if she was the craziest person in the world. After a while he said, "Uh sure, I guess...but its mostly just me and the gang, ya know?"

(____) nodded, "I understand."

But her gut feeling told her that something was terribly wrong.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

They arrived at a house in Allen's beat-up pick-up truck that (____) always found very suitable for a guy like her lover. The house, on the other hand, seemed suitable for the time of year.

Blood was splattered on the windows and sides on the house. Knives were lodged into the sides as if someone had thrown them there. House lights were shattered, human pieces (What a nice touch, (____) thought) were scattered all over the front lawn.

"What the fuck happened here?!" Allen yelled out, "Did they get into a fight without telling me?!"

Allen grabbed his bat full of nails from the car and stormed towards the front door, scattering the human pieces in the process.

(____) followed behind him.

Ah yes, she thought, whoever designed this place clearly knew what he was doing. I feel at home here.

A skull lay at her feet and she picked it up.

Hello you, the voice in her head spoke again, You're looking lovely today, Mr. Skull. Perhaps I can use you for something useful...

Allen was banging on the door, looking quite infuriated.

"Hey fuckers!" He yelled, "Open up this fucking door!"

The door opened quickly but Allen wasn't quick enough to retract his fist and ended up knocking a very sharp point.

"OW!!!" Allen yelled in pain and brought his fist back and held it the way a mother would hold a child, "You fucking hurt me!"

"Oh, sorry Allen." Oliver blinked his cotton-candy blue eyes and smiling childishly, not looking sorry at all, "Do you like my unicorn costume?" He pointed to the horn strapped to the top of his head, its tip already bloodied by Allen's carelessness.

"I fucking hate it! It fucking put A HOLE THROUGH MY HAND!!!"

Oliver gasped in the most dramatic way.

"Swearing! Oh dear Allen, this is not very polite of you! Especially around a lady!" Oliver nodded to (____) and she nodded back, still holding the skull.

"I do what I fucking want-"

"That will be four quarters for the Swear Jar," Oliver whisked out a huge jar with the name "Swear Jar" on a piece of paper taped to the front. Already there were many quarters and for dollar bills in the jar. Probably all from Allen.

Allen sighed and scavenged his jean pockets for four quarters and plopped them into the jar with a "clink!".

"Where do you even put the jar?" Allen asked Oliver, "It always seems like it appears out of thin air!"

"Well, I have my secrets and you have yours," Oliver took a glance at (____) when he said "yours" and looked almost...apologetic? But he quickly looked back at Allen and smiled again.

"I'm here for the party...." Allen said.

"Party?" Oliver repeated, confused, "but it starts in one hour! Why are you here so early-"

Allen suddenly stepped on Oliver's foot.

"OH YES-" Oliver suddenly yelled, "YES IT'S FINE IF YOU'RE HERE EARLY I EVEN BAKED A FRESH BATCH OF CUPCAKES JUST NOW-"

"Thanks, old man," Allen walked past Oliver into the house.

"So nice of you to ask us to a Halloween party, Oliver," (____) smiled at him.

Oliver laughed quietly, and almost invisible sweatdrop falling down the side of his face, "Halloween is actually tomorrow, but I guess today would be a better day for a party, since it'll be raining tommorw anyway. Would you like some cupcakes, dear? They're freshly baked!"

"Oh, I would love that!" (____) replied. Then, Oliver looked down at the skull in her hands.

"Oh I see you've met one of our guests!"

"This person?" (____) lifted up the skull to eye-level, "Did he come to the party too early?"

"Yes he did," Oliver replied, his eyes twinkling, "But he did stay for my desserts!"

When (____) looked at him questionably, Oliver simply smiled at her and turned away and walked back into the house.

"Oliver?"

"Yes, (____) dear?"

"What's going on with Allen?"

Oliver stopped in his tracks and turned around to face her.

"What do you mean?"

"We...haven't had enough time together because Allen always gets phone calls and then he says he has to go somewhere else..."

"Oh, dearie, don't you worry about that!" Oliver came closer, "Allen's just...busy and he just wants to be with his friends again. Is that too much to ask?"

What is up with the lies today?

"I understand..." (____) held her head down.

"Aw, come now, I have cupcakes that don't want to wait to be eaten!" Oliver grinned and folded his hands over his bloody apron.

Ah yes, typical Oliver. At least you're still the same.

(____) smiled back.

"I can't wait."

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

"Where's Allen?"

"Ah, who knows? Have some more cupcakes!"

Oliver thrusted a tray filled with brightly-colored cupcakes in front of her face.

"I already had enough, Oliver." (____) waved her hand dismissively. She placed her arm on the arms of the couch and sighed.

"These cupcakes taste so weird-aru," Zao mumbled with a full mouth, "If I were you, I would but opium into these. Might taste better-aru."

"I will not have any drugs in my house, Zao!" Oliver sniffed with an affected air.

"You have dead bodies-aru."

"That's different!"

"Opium is great-"

"Nobody asked you, Zao!" (____) suddenly snapped, "If you wanted drugs in your cupcakes then just go make your OWN. FUCKING. CUPCAKES!!!"

Zao and Oliver looked at her as if she had lost her mind.

"(____), dearie, I think you need to calm down and have a cupca-"

"I DON'T WANT A CUPCAKE!!!" (____) suddenly stood up from her seat, "I WANT TO KNOW WHY ALLEN IS BEING SO SECRETIVE!!!"

"Sssssshhh!!!" Zao hissed, "Would you keep it down! My ears hurt!"

"Why is he like this?" Her voice cracked, "Does he even love me anymore?"

She let out a short sob and collapsed back onto the sofa.

"Don't say that, pumpkin," Oliver patted her back. Zao let out a sound of disgust and walked away from the two,"I'm sure Allen loves you very much. It's just that...he has some things to take care of."

"Like what?!" She burst out, "The only things I hear him talk about are baseball, vegan restaurants, me, and sex! What could he possibly need upstairs for an hour?!"

Before Oliver could answer, Zao strode back into the room with a very displeased look on his face.

"We got company-aru," he growled.

A group of men in costumes entered the room. There were wolves and mooses and foxes and ghosts in the group.

"AYE WE'RE-A HERE-A TO PARTY!!!" The one of the foxes said. He pranced all to the sofa and landed on it with an audible "thump","YOU'RE-A LOOKING LOVELY TODAY BELLA I LOVE YOUR-A COSTUME!"

"Oh goodie!" Oliver turned away from (____), as if relieved by the sudden distraction, "I'm so glad you're all here for the party!"

Zao grumbled and hid in a dark corner of the room like a pissed-off cat.

"Uh...this isn't a costume. These are my normal clothes, Flavio..."

"Really-a? Well, these clothes look-a better than what you normally wear so I'm-a guessing you have-a costume."

"Ooooooooooh you got buuuuuuuuurned" a moose said.

"Shut up Matt!" Oliver scolded,"We are here to have a great time and there will be none of that under mye roof!"

"Please-aru," Zao whined from the corner of the room," I just wanna get back to my cartel-"

While the group was whining and partying and doing all sorts of things who knows what, (____) quietly stole away from the crowd and up the stairs.

The second floor was dark with no signs of life anywhere.

"Allen?"(____) whispered,"Where are you?"

She kept on tip-toeing down the long hallway.

"Allen," she began to whisper coyly,"If you come out I will give you a treat..."

She heard creaks coming from one room and she crept closer to see.

The door was locked but she was able to press her ear to the door to hear what was going on inside.

She heard Allen pant, a sound she knew all too well, but feeling of horror fully took her over when she heard moaning and the rhythmic squeaking of bed springs from behind the door.

Oh no.

(____) separated herself from the door.

This can't be happening.

She placed her hand on her mouth to cover her screams.

No no no no no this can't be true.

She backed away from the door.

Why why why was I not enough?

Was I not enough for you?

She walked back down the hallway.

I gave you all I had but you didn't think it was enough.

Did your friends know about this?

How long has this been going?

Your friends were trying to hide it weren't they?

Sneaky little bastards

"What?" (____) whispered aloud, stopping in her tracks,"Who's there?"

I'm you, stupid. The voice in your head!

Why-

You need to make them pay

But-

They betrayed you

They're my friends-

Do you remember who else was your friend? Do you remember your friend "betraying" you?

No stop, she had to do that! She was forced to do that! I can't blame her!

But she did it. And you remember what you did to her?

No no no please stop! I didn't mean to do it!

Your "friends" deserve the same end.

NO!!!

Yes. Their poor, human bodies need to given the proper treatment, and it's that time of year again...

Please shut up shut up SHUT UP!!!

(____) slid to the ground, covering her ears as if to block out the voice.

Give them what they deserve. Give them a Halloween that's to die for...

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

The door opened with a small creak.

Allen groaned in the bed and turned over to face the door.

"(____)?"

"Allen, I can't sleep..." a small voice whispered, "I had nightmares..."

Allen grinned to himself.

Oh what a lucky day this has been.

"Why don't you come over here, doll, and I can make you forget all your troubles."

(____) slowly walked into his room. Her sheer, white nightgown seemed like a barrier between him and pure bliss.

He motioned her to come over and she went over to him, pilling the bed sheets over her and settling quite cozily beside him.

"Is that better, babe?"

"Yes Allen."

Allen kissed the top of her head.

"I love you (___)."

"I know."

(____) sighed, almost regrettably, and wrapped her arms around him.

"You know, we never finished what we started earlier today," she said.

"Good point," Allen said huskily and he flipped her over so that he was on top of her, "Let's get right to it..."

Little did he know that that would be the last time he would experience pleasure and happiness...