Friday the 13th!

Because it's Friday the 13th and tomorrow is Valentine's, I decided to write a love/horror story. It's very last minute and I didn't have a lot of time to make it perfect, but I hope you like it for what it is!

  In a tiny house in a quiet town that no one has ever heard of, lived a girl named Emily. She was seventeen years old, popular at school and very excited to have her first boyfriend. His name was Tyler and he was the kind of guy that all the girls wanted to be with; handsome, kind and a good listener. All the girls at school had eyes for him but he only had eyes for Emily.

 On this particular day, Emily was very excited for their first Valentine’s Day together. She had heard stories from her friends of all the romantic things their boyfriends had done for them in years past and could not wait to see what Tyler would do for her.

  Of course, along with all the love stories there was also the prevailing ghost tale about Carter Mason the first man ever to take his own life in this quiet town. The story goes that Carter was deeply in love with a girl named JoAnna. They courted for several months and every day their love grew deeper. When Valentines Day came along, Carter thought it would be the perfect time to ask his lady love to marry him. When he arrived at her house in his best suit, the shiny ring securely tucked in his pocket, he was the happiest man alive.

  As he began walking up the gravel path to her door, it swung open and there stood JoAnna with another man. Carter’s heart stopped for a second and he stood staring at her with wide hurt eyes. JoAnna immediately burst into tears and told Carter she was so sorry for hurting him but she had found someone else who made her happier than Carter could.

  In a daze, Carter got into his car and drove home. Two days later, JoAnna came to his house to apologize again and never came out. When the police showed up to Carter’s house they found his lifeless pale body in the bathtub. On the bathroom mirror were written the words “You’re mine forever”. The most frightening thing they found however, was JoAnna’s body on the floor with a hole in her chest and her heart missing. It was never found.

  The legend says that Carter Mason slit his wrists in the bathtub on Valentine’s night and when JoAnna came to find him, his ghost cut out her beating heart so she could feel the pain she inflicted on his. However this was not enough to satisfy his desire for revenge and so every year, Carter’s ghost haunted this small town looking for another young heart to take for his own.

  All of these scary stories did not phase Emily however. She was excited to see Tyler tonight for their first Valentine’s Day date. As she stood in front of the mirror trying to decide what outfit to wear, her cell phone rang. She figured it must be Tyler but the number on the screen did not look familiar.

 “Hello?” she said, putting the phone to her ear. There was no answer, only silence.

“Hello?” she said again. She waited patiently but only heard crackling and static.

“Hello? Is someone there?”

This time a chilling voice said, “You’re mine forever.”

 Emily laughed.

“Very funny, Tyler. Go get ready for our date,” she said, and hung up the phone.

 After an hour of debating, she finally settled on a knee length swishy red skirt and cream colored top with a heart shaped necklace.

“I hope Tyler likes this,” she said to herself, looking one last time at her reflection.

  Grabbing her phone, she went downstairs to make sure everything was ready. In the kitchen, she had laid out a box of pasta and spaghetti sauce and in the freezer was a box of breadsticks.

 “Oh I forgot to get the lettuce ready for our salad,” she reminded herself. She set her phone on the counter and went to the fridge grabbing a head of lettuce from the crisper drawer.

  Suddenly her phone rang again and she grabbed it without looking at the number.

“Hey, Tyler,” she said, assuming it must be him. “Are you ready to come over yet? I am starting dinner in a few.”

  There was no answer.

“Baby, are you there? I said I am starting dinner. You should come over if you’re ready.”

“You’re mine forever,” said the same creepy voice from before.

 Emily rolled her eyes.

“Ok, Tyler. Very funny. I’ll see you in a few.”

Emily went about rinsing the lettuce and tearing it into pieces for the salad. Then she set water to boil for the pasta and opened the jar of sauce.

  She looked at her phone. No messages or calls from Tyler.

“He must be running late because he is trying to make sure my gift is perfect,” she decided. Still she wanted to send a text and make sure he was ok.

 She typed out a sweet little message, ended it with an X and an O and hit “send.” A moment later her phone went off and she swiped it open. There on the screen was a message that read “You’re mine forever.”

  Emily sighed and set her phone down on the counter. It was cute at first but now it was just getting annoying.

“I want our first Valentine’s Day to be romantic, not scary,” she said to herself, as she stirred the pasta.

When it was done, she drained it, put it in the pot with some olive oil and poured the spaghetti sauce over it.

 As she was stirring it all together, the doorbell rang.

“He is just in time!” she exclaimed, hurrying to the door. She swung it open and looked out with a big smile.

“You are just in time. I just finished the-“

 She stopped short, looking at the figure standing before her. That was not Tyler was at all. The man who stood there was dressed all in black and appeared to have blood dripping from his wrists.

“Are you alright?” Emily exclaimed, taking a step toward this strange person. “You’re bleeding really badly!”

  At that moment the man’s head came up revealing his pale face and dead eyes. Emily opened her mouth to scream at the frightening sight but her scream was cut short by his hand through her chest.

  An hour later, Tyler showed up to Emily’s house in his nicest clothes carrying a chocolate heart and a bouquet of roses. He walked up to the door to ring the doorbell but the door was already open.

  Walking into the house, he called out her name but she didn’t answer. He looked in all the rooms till he finally came to the kitchen. He let out a loud wail and dropped the chocolate heart and the flowers on the floor. There before him lay Emily’s lifeless body, her face frozen in shock and a hole in her chest right above her heart.

  And next to her, spelled out very neatly with spaghetti noodles, were the words “You’re mine forever.”