For another Halloween themed imagine, check out my "Happy Halloween" imagine. 

Enjoy :D

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"I'm going to suck your blood now, (Y/N)," says the man who used to be your husband, Michael.

"No! Please!" you beg.

"It's too late for that darling, now i have to get you."

He pushed you up against the wall and you can feel his hot breath on your neck. "Wait! Timeout, timeout!" you surrender.

He looks perplexed and says, "What?"

You giggle. "I thought you were supposed to be a werewolf, not a vampire."

He sighs. "I don't control this shit, just bare with me here, i'm new at this."

BITE!

Halloween, 1997.

You wake up in shock and gasp. You look around the room; you're safe and sound in the bed in yours and Michael's bedroom. You roll over and notice Michael sleeping peacefully, facing you. You smile and rub your eyes.

Michael will never hurt me, what a bizarre dream. 

You stretch, making a stretching sound in the process. You didn't even notice that Michael just woke up until you feel his hand on your belly. 

"Oh, good morning Michael," you say through a yawn.

"Hehe, morning girl."

You kiss each other quickly, not too fond of the morning breath you both have. 

"Oh, guess what day it is today?" he asks.

You think for a moment and shrug.

"It's Halloween, silly."

You facepalm yourself. "Right, right. Happy Halloween, baby. What's weird about that is i had a dream about you last night."

He giggles. "Oh really? What was i, uh...doing?" he wiggles his eyebrows.

"Not that kind of dream," your face turns red. "For some reason you were a vampire who was trying to suck my blood..."

"Hmm, who knows, maybe your dream will come true." He positions himself on top of you and starts attacking your neck playfully.

"M-MICHAEL, S-S-STOP!" you say through laughter. You push him off and he eventually stops.

"Come on, let's get out of bed," he says.

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As you're eating your breakfast, Alison comes walking downstairs wearing a white sheet over her.

"Morning Mom," she greets, trying to find where the sofa is.

"Alison? Girl what in the world are you wearing?" you ask.

"This is my costume for the Halloween party today at school."

"I don't think anyone will recognise you honey."

"That's the point." She trips over the long sheet and makes an 'ouch' sound.

You roll your eyes and help her up. "Here, i can make that look better for you. Come here." you motion her towards the kitchen. You grab a pair of scissors and pull the sheet off her. You cut two eye holes and trim the bottom a few inches. You throw it back on her and adjust the neck line a little. 

"Much better," you say and smile at your work.

She looks in the mirror. "I guess so. Thanks, Mom."

Just then, Michael comes jogging down the stairs and says, "Is that my teenage daughter i see?" 

"Yes Dad, it's me."

"What happened? When you were seven or eight, i remember you dressing up as Chucky - you went all out!"

She glares at him, although you can't tell that much. "And what is that supposed to mean?"

You give Michael the signal to not say anything mean.

"Nothing, it's just...nothing, you look great." He tries to smile.

The school bus horn beeps and Alison says goodbye to you both and leaves the house.

"I can't wait until she goes trick or treating tonight," says Michael.

"Trick or treating? Isn't she like, sixteen?"

"Turning seventeen," he corrects you, "but that doesn't mean she can't go trick or treating. It's Halloween for goodness sakes (Y/N), have some fun."

"I'm just saying..."

"Anyway, i have some work to do, i'll see you tonight for a little Halloween sex, if you're up to it," he says casually. 

"What? You're working? On Halloween? What the hell Michael?" 

"Honey relax, i'll be back," he kisses your cheek, "don't forget, 9pm tonight when Alison gets out of the house." 

You smirk and say, "Fine, whatever."

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It's been nearly eight hours since Michael left you alone. You run your fingers through your hair.

Where the fuck is that man? All these Halloween decorations...for what? He can be a real asshole sometimes.

Of course you didn't mean the things you thought of him, he just makes you angry when he works most of the time. It's 8pm. 

Suddenly, you hear the door slam. You turn around and try to open the front door, but it won't budge. You hear laughing coming from upstairs, but it's like...evil laughing.

You think for a moment then chuckle. "Okay Michael, very funny. Come down here now."

No answer.

"Miiiiccchaaeelll?" you whine.

You shake your head. "Alison?"

You slowly make your way upstairs and look around, but don't see anything. Then, a struck of lightning hits the window, followed by a large thunder noise. 

You scream and clutch your chest. 

"What the hell, Michael?" 

Suddenly, someone wearing a Frankenstein costume walks downstairs and tries holding you up against the wall.

You scream and try to loosen his grasp on your neck. "M-Michael?" you speak through choking.

This can't be him, no way. 

You grab a lamp nearby and smash it on his head. Soon, he drops down on the ground.

You gasp and rub your neck and run to the telephone to call the police; the phone is disconnected. Then, someone grabs you from behind. You scream and turn around again, spotting someone wearing the same ghost costume as Alison was this morning.

"Alison?" you ask in disbelief.

"Yeah?" she laughs hysterically and takes the ghost costume off.

"NOT FUNNY!" you yell and punch her arm, "YOU ALMOST GAVE YOUR MOTHER A HEART ATTACK, IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?" you were furious at this point.

"Mom calm down! It was just a prank!"

You groan. "Doesn't matter now, where's your father?"

"I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know? Isn't he the-" you motion to where  Frankenstein was lying out cold on the floor, but he's gone.

"What?" Alison asks.

"Frankenstein?"

Alison laughs. "What are you talking about?"

"That wasn't him?"

"Uh, no?"

Michael comes in through the front door and greets you with a smile. "Hey baby, sorry i had to take off like that," he says all cheerfully. He hugs you but you're too stunned to hug him back.

"What?" he asks. "Sweetheart are you okay?"

"Pretending to be Frankenstein Michael, really? God, you nearly choked me!"

"What are you talking about?"

"No, no, no, don't give me that!"

"Give you what?" 

A huge rock smashed through the window, and there stood the huge Frankenstein man from the window that tried to kill you earlier.

All three of you are stunned. You quietly say, "Michael..."

"AH!!!!" You, Alison and Michael shriek. 

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Wasn't the best, but i tried. Hope you enjoyed XD

L.O.V.E,

Demi.