The day had arrived. October 31st. Halloween. The day of ghosts and ghouls and candy. Carole had gone through the liberty of buying me a costume. I had put it on. I wore a long, flowing white halter top dress. The fabric was soft and beautiful. I wore a gold bracelet on my upper arm of a snake. I wore a short, black wig that hung just above my shoulders and a golden headpiece thatāfrom the weightāhad to be made with real gold and diamonds.
I wore a typical Egyptianās cat eye with light golden eye shadow. My face seemed to have an Egyptians glow. I even wore sandals that came up to my knee. I grinned at my reflection. I had to admit it: I looked really hot. There was a soft knock at the door and then Levi peeked his head in. He slipped into the room, dressed as an attractive vampire. Women would hate it when they found out he was gay.
āWhoa, Vonna, ā he breathed, gaping at me. āYou look hot. Girl I know Liam must want to hit that.ā I grinned at him.
āYou look pretty hot too, my little homosexual vampire.ā He rolled his eyes and said,
āB—h, shut up. All the guests have arrived. Itās a arena in there. I mean there are literally thousand s of people down there.ā I frowned, feeling slightly nervous.
āWell, letās go down there and get āem,ā I said, shaking off my nervousness.
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Ryan stood in the back with the table overflowing with food. He kept an eye on both Lucas and Liam while simultaneously scanning the room for Yvonne. He didnāt see her, though. And it made him anxious. And finally he saw her. She was walking down the stairs gracefully, linked arm in arm with some brown haired guy dressed as a vampire. His first thought was, Sheās beautiful.
She was dressed a Cleopatra, only she shouldāve been Isis or Aphrodite. She looked more like a goddess than a human. Gretchen came slinking over to him, her eyes were on Yvonne just like everyone else. Liamās jaw was slack and even Lucasā who was always internally deadā was gaping at Yvonne like she was a religion he was more than willing to convert to.
āTonight you and I will both get what we want,ā Gretchen said softly in his ear. āYou get Cleopatraās knock off and I get the 1950ās gangster.ā She grinned and flounced off. Ryan smiled as Yvonne laughed when Lucas kissed her hand, driving Liam to yell at him. Ryan could hear him even from the distance.
āDonāt kiss Yvonne, sheās mine. ā Ryan chuckled. Poor naĆÆve Liam. He should enjoy these next few hours with Yvonne because after tonight, heād never see her again.
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After an awkward arrival where everyone stared at me like I was ice cream, I finally found my place at the party. And Levi was right, the mansion was packed, crowded with costumed men, women and children. But as time went on, I became more and more tired. I had been asked to dance so many times I lost count. I had eaten two pieces of pumpkin pie, complimented numerous people on their costumes and smiled so much my face was aching. I ended up on the balcony. I was ecstatic to be away from the craziness of the party inside.
Liam kept glancing over at me, but the women swarming around him made it nearly impossible for him to leave. I smiled. He did look extremely sexy dressed as a 1950ās gangster. Not that I was interested in him or anything. The door to the balcony opened and closed. I smiled and turned, expecting to see Liam. Instead of blue eyes, I met a pair of piercing sad gray eyes. My breath caught. I knew exactly who I was facing. Ryan. He removed his mask and sure enough the light from the party inside illuminated the planes of his face, exposing his always sad, wistful expression.
āHow did you get in here?ā I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. He cocked his head to the side and said,
āGretchen.ā I nodded and swallowed, feeling a little sick.
āSoā¦youāre gonna kill me now?ā Dammit, Yvonne! Why would you ask him that? Are you stupid? He laughed for the first time since I met him. The sound was low, hearty, deep.
āGretchen and I came to anā¦agreement. Iām no longer killing you.ā I looked at him, not daring to believe my ears.
āYouāre not?ā My voice was quiet and tentative. He shook his head and answered,
āHowever, since Iām sparing your life I must ask something of you.ā I didnāt want my life to be on the line again. I just nodded. He held out his hand and said, āCome with me. Weāll only be gone a few minutes.ā I wasnāt sure I trusted Ryan. At the same time, though, I didnāt not trust him. Besides if I didnāt go he might just put my life on the rocks again and I didnāt want that. I took his hand and he pulled me close to him, jumping into the darkness with me in his arms.
TBC