the prom night horor 2.

All we have left of the happy times are our thoughts and pictures to comfort us. we have a wall length photo of the us all at the prom when we first walked in, sasha and rose were sitting on the chairs, with me and olive standing either side of jack. all of us in the different coloured prom dresses and jack being the only boy with for girls. but i love him none the less. before the prom jack always used to say i was his angel in disguise, i used t take it as a joke because my name is angel. but now when he says it, i know he really means it. in two hours it is going to be exactly the time when the beginning of the end began on our friends lives.

9:00pm
its silent in the car. we both know where we are going and who we are going to see. jack pulled the car up beside the carless road. the deathly silence was all you could feel and all you could smell was a decomposing sence. we had tree wreaths, one of roses for rose, one of lillies and olives... for olive, and a mixture of flowers for sasha. we aproached their grave stones and in doing so jack began rubbin my back in a massaging motion hoping that he was comforting me.

we removed the dead flowers from the vases, there was a breeze in the air and suddenly i got a sudden smell of olives perfume, it had an extremely distinct smell so i couldnt mistake it, however i kept it quiet from jake.

9:30PM
jack dropped me back at the flat then he went straight to work, but something wasnt right. when i was walking up the flats stairs, something was different i couldnt stop staring at the ivory white door. the handle was ice cold, i opened the door into the pitch black and closed it quickly behind me and switched the lights on as quick as i could, i paused and gasped. as there they were the very same three wreaths that we had layed on our deseased friends graves which were on our bench with a message written in blood saying "touchy fair well but you will see them soon"

10:00PM
"Angel!" jack ran up the stairs and found me on the sofa crying, he paused and looked me then at the wreaths and then at the message, he knew what i was thinking, and i knew what he was thinking. he jumped on the sofa and embraced me in a warm hug before kissing my cheek. i managed to bring my self to speak and tell him what i smelt in the cemetry. and he believed me.

10:30PM
me and jack had fell asleep watching a movie, we were cuddled up on the sofa, andi was lying ontop of jack, nothinghad happened between us it was the way we had always slept.

11:00PM
we both lit a candle for our three lost friends whilst we shared a bottle of champaigne to respect our friends, we embraced eachother and in doing so the candle lights went out, i could smell olives perfume again, the lights began to flicker on and off and the television turned itself on. "Hello? jack, angel are you there. its olive, sasha and rose" we both turned around and there they were. not a cut on their face, their prom dresses looking like they were newely bought, they looked stunning. "omg, i missed you guys so much." i began to say. "angel i am so sorry, but this isnt a social call, you need to get out of here now. he is in the house the guy who was after you." and with that the bedroom door slammed open and shut and the television exploded into flames. "Why are you after me?" i wated to know. "Why did you kill all my friends if you were after me." the figure in black just stood there staring at me lauging to himself. jack pulled me towards the door. "No,No! jake get the hell off me! jack!" jack grabbed my face to calm me down "angel look at me go down stairs i will be down in a minute, call the police and the fire bregade." and with that jack kissed me and i ran down stairs, out the door and called the services.

11:45PM
i have been standing here for 45 minutes and jack still hasnt came out, then, the window smashed and a body came flying out of the window. everyone began screeming and as i looked over i saw it was jack. he was bloody and blue. and he looke like he had been stabbed. "its over, hes dead your safe. and i am going to go with our friends" jack gurgled up blod as he said this "and what about me jack, you guys are the only friends i had, jack... JACK!" jack had died.

2 years later.
"Hey hunny im home" i called to me husband when i walked through the door of my mansion. "Hey angel." my husband monty kissed me everyday as soon as she walks in the door.
i might be the only survivor from my past that scarred me for life and those memories will probably never fade and neither will the scars, but now i have my perfect life with the perfect husband and nobody will ever take this away from me.
Till death do us part.