Pale Touch

Pale Touch

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Genre: Fantasy

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Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy

Summary

A girl show's her true form on the Night of Halloween.

Summary

A girl show's her true form on the Night of Halloween.

Chapter1 (v.1) - HallowDay

Author Chapter Note

A girl shows her true form on the Night of Halloween.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: October 31, 2015

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: October 31, 2015

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Halloween was always my favorite holiday. Not only because of all the candy, and funny/scary costumes, but because I was born on Halloween. My parents would always throw a huge party and I'd dress-up as a princess, or a fairy, always something sweet and harmless. When I hit twelve things changed. I got my period, we moved away from our old home, and my parents seemed very uneasy, they didn't seem to want to celebrate Halloween, or my birthday. Maybe it was because of that fortune teller they tried to get for the party... she was very strange. Kept looking at me like I was a monster. I never even saw the women. But she kept telling something to my parents, something that alarmed them. 

It's been six years, I'm turning 18. And I say fuck what-ever issue my parents have, I'm throwing myself the biggest Halloween/Birthday party ever. I had my costume and everything. I wouldn't be no princess, or fairy. I'd be a ravishing vampire. I know, it's a common costume, but the look would really suit me, at least that's what my boyfriend Brian says. 

"With your long dark hair, and flawless pale skin... you'd be an amazing vampire babe." I'd laugh rolling my eyes. 

"Jee thanks, I love how pale I look." I'd say sarcastically. I could lay under the sun for ages and I would not get a tan no matter what I did. But Brian seemed to like how oddly pale I was, and my friends always asked me what I did or what make-up I used to keep my skin 'flawless'.I never seemed got a zit or a blemish. I didn't even get sun-burned. 

"So I'll see you over at Clair's house right? That's where you are throwing the party?" He asks. 

"Yea, I'll see you there tonight, I'm gonna hang up 'cus I'm getting ready." I say as I strip out of my clothes. I stretch and check out my body in the mirror. I wasn't too thin, I wasn't chubby. I was thin and fit, and that was thanks to the track team I was in. My body was well proportioned, my breasts perky, and full. My butt, my boyfriends favorite part, was plump and round. My legs, shapely and long, all I needed were heels and they'd look very elegent. My skin was really pale though, I wished I had a golden tan like my friends did, and natural golden hair, instead of looking like a member of the Adam's family. 

"Sure see you later." He hung up and I went to the shower where I'd relax under the steaming water. I loved the feeling of it, how it heated my bones. My long hair wet and clinging to my back creating a loud contrast, like black against white. I lathered up in a seasonal soap called "Pumpkin and candy spice" the smell was intoxicating. Gentle, sweet yet lingering and warm. 

I was soon in my room, rolling up my thin black stockings over my legs up to my black laced thong. Yes thong, I was ready to have a steamy night with my boyfriend after the party. I slipped my black heels on my feet, then pulled on a deep red laced bra, that I knew my boyfriend would love because it barely covers my perky pink nipples. 

Then I pulled on a deep red dress that fit tight on me, heightening the curves of my body. The sides of the dress had slits that went up to my thighs, and another slit at the front exposing a good amount of cleavage. Over the dress I'd pull on a black cloak. With a hood that covered my face if I pulled it over my eyes. Looking in the mirror I looked dark, edgy, and provocative. I didn't need to do much to my hair letting it dry naturally into dark wavy locks. Make-up wasn't needed, being so pale, I just applied a dark red lip tint. 

Headed out my room I was confronted by both my parents standing like two zombies. I gave them both a puzzled look. Slowly making my way to the stairs as I never broke the glance. 

"Victoria.." They called out to me. "Please stay with us.." My mother said, placing a fake smile on her lips. Why were they acting so weird? "We don't think it's a good idea for you to be out tonight.. it's cold, you shouldn't be with people you don't know well.." They tried to make excuses for me not to go before, they're doing it again. 

"What's wrong with you guys? You never acted like this in the past.." I say crossing my arms over my chest. 

"We... " My father interrupted my mother. "There is something we needed to tell you for a long time," My mother grabs his arm trying to stop him but he shrugs her off. "We need to tell her honey" He says raising his voice. "You.. you were adopted Victoria." My eyes widen, and I freeze for a moment. Did I just hear correctly? 

"We adopted you.. they found you in an abandoned place... no one knew anything about your parents. Doctors were able to find out what day you were born because you were left out at such a young age.. they thought you should have died.. but you didn't." 

"What the fuck!? Why would you tell me something like that? Ruining my night.. telling me something so important... hurtful to keep me from going out on my brithday?!" I felt tears brimming in my eyes. My father grabbed my shoulders shaking me. 

"That's not what we're trying to do! Honey we love you, but... six years ago.. when you became a young woman.." He slowed down trying to find words to explain, but mom interrupted him. 

"The night you got your period, before your birthday, that witch-lady.. the fortune teller saw something in you!" Her voice was trembeling. "She said you come from a line of evil... that's why you were born on this night... you're a passage between this world... and the world of darkness..." I Shook my head and shoved them away. 

"You're both fucked up... I don't know what kind of joke this is, but I want you to know, any respect I had for you two... it's gone.. " I didn't know what else to say I stormed off, crying, running out into the cold night. Hearing them call after me. Way to start the night. 


 


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