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Chapter 5

She gasps and digs her nails into the vanity as her dear friend Natalie tightly pulls back onto the strings of the corset. She feels as though the rest of her organs are being pressed up against her lungs while she tries to catch her breath.

“G-god are you crazy?” Natalie rolls her eyes.

“I just wanted to make sure you had that on properly. Remember what I said?” She winked while playfully squeezing her own breasts. Scarlett rolls her eyes as she watches her friend disappear into the bathroom. She looks at herself in the mirror while attempting to take a deep breath out.

Her eyes glisten at the sight of herself. Though she can feel the warmth in her cheeks as her eyes travel down to the sight of her exposed cleavage. Something she was not accustomed to.

Her gaze is torn away by the sound of Natalies high heeled boots hitting the wooden floor as she walks out of the bathroom. Scarlett looks back at her watching her place a pair of black cat ears onto her head.

“Well, Hello Kitty” Scarlett chuckles. Natalie puckers her lips and blows a kiss to her friend in response. She then walks over and stands behind the fair beauty dressed in all white. She looks at her friend in the mirror and tilts her head to the side as she brushes through her chocolate curls with her fingers.

“What about your hair?” Scarlett meets her friends’ eyes as she applies rouge to the apples of her cheeks.

“Uh I have no idea” she pauses as she feels her friends’ hands gently grasping onto her hair.

“Why don’t we put it up and show off that darling face of yours beautiful” Natalie locks eyes with her friend in the mirror and winks at her playfully. Scarlett chuckles and shakes her head.

She lifts a handful of her raven locks and tightly pulls it up into a ponytail.

Claws forcefully grasping her disheveled raven locks.

Feeling the warmth of his breath on her neck

Those glowing green eyes.

She lets out a breathless gasp, and she can feel the grasp on her hair loosen. That feeling of uneasiness returns, and she shakes her head trying to rid herself of the feeling.

“Hey-hey are you ok?” Natalie uses a free hand to gently touch her friend’s shoulder.

“U-uh yeah…sorry…remembering a nightmare” she feels a pit in her stomach as she is not sure she can believe her own response.

It just felt so familiar.

Natalie nods her head slowly and continues to style her hair up into a ponytail however her movements become gentler and she observes her very carefully. She secures the ponytail and brushes out her soft locks before twisting her hair around to make a bun. She uses one hand to hold the bun in place as she reaches down to grab a couple bobby pins that were laying on top of the vanity.

As she secures the bun with bobby pins, she looks at her friend who is applying a clear coat of lip-gloss onto her soft lips. Her eyes still appear occupied in thought. Natalie lets out a sigh as her eyes wander around the vanity her blue eyes notice the two pins.

A gold star and green heart.

“These are so cute, where’d you get these?” Scarlett pauses from applying her gloss and looks down at the two pins.

“U-um just a gift from some customers at the café” she can see Natalie’s eyes glisten.

“Oh, I see- sounds like someone has some admirers” she responds playfully.

Scarlett bites her lip and is unable to say anything in response.

All she can do is stare down at the pins.

She can feel the excitement in the air. Small children excitedly running around with candy pales in hand for the big night. Teenagers laughing obnoxiously while taking photographs to cherish memories of the spooky season. The trees are still filled with leaves colored in reds, yellows, and oranges while loose leaves are carried away by the cool breeze.

She smiles as she watches everyone in town dressed up for the big night. As she is approaching the entrance to the circus, she can see swarms of costumed patrons either waiting in line for a ticket or being greeted by the Ticket Taker as they are making their way inside the circus grounds.

Her eyes scan the area until her eyes lock onto the group of young women waving. She feels Natalie grab her hand as she eagerly drags her over and the group of young women greet each other with big smiles and tight hugs.

“Scarlett, you look adorable!” She blushes.

“And you’re a hot devil” she laughs as her dear friend Tiffany playfully pokes Scarlett in the side with a prop pitchfork.

“What took you guys so long anyways?” Christie questions. Though Scarlett had trouble focusing as she couldn’t help but chuckle at the bright red nose and clown makeup her friend was wearing. The colorful red wig as, opposed to her normal blonde, that adorned her head did not help either.

“U-uhm I just has a rough night, and I slept in pretty late” she responds in between laughs.

“Something funny?” Her friend spits back playfully.

“Why a clown?” She laughs.

“Cause we are at a circus with other clowns. I thought it would be fitting” Scarlett scoffs.

“Christie they aren’t clowns”

“Whatever-can you guys get in line please you two are the only ones without a ticket” Scarlett perks up.

“No, it’s fine I have one already” she unclasps her small white handbag to peek inside.

The red ticket.

The group of young women finally approach the front of the line, tickets in hand. Scarlett notices a slight change in appearance of the Ticket Taker. Instead of his normal blue and yellow circus attire, he appears more formal and old-fashioned, wearing a black tailcoat and grey dress trousers. However, he is still wearing his signature top-hat.

Scarlett quickly feels his eyes on her. He tips his hat towards the girl and does not say a word. He proceeds to take the tickets from her friends and once he gets to her he leans in closer.

“A pleasure seeing you again red ticket visitor” she awkwardly smiles.

“Uh…yeah” she averts her gaze.

“Please enjoy your time…but do try not to get into too much trouble” she freezes and holds her bag closer to her small frame. She stares at her friends who seem unaware of this interaction and scurries over towards them.

The young women are laughing and excitedly discussing the activities for tonight. However, their conversations are abruptly interrupted as they all turn to face the Ticket Taker.

“My ladies, please do enjoy the festivities…and I hope your Halloween is frightening” He tips his hat and bows. The girls say nothing and only look at one another smiling until they start laughing again.

“Gosh, they really know how to stay in character here huh?” Christie bumps Scarlett as she notices her lost in thought.

“What...Oh- yeah…they really do” she grimaces.

“Anyways, we still have some time to kill until we can head to the big top. You ladies want to go explore?” Tiffany looks at the group mischievously as if the horns sticking out from her head didn’t make her look even more devilish.

The conversation between her friends fades out into the background as Scarlett’s eyes wander around the grounds of the circus. All kinds of people dressed up, laughing, yelling, and overall enjoying the unsettling atmosphere. She continues to scan the area as if hoping her eyes would meet those of the Pierrot. She can feel her face warm at the thought of seeing him. It felt strange and she was not sure why.

She freezes when she feels someone grasp her arm.

Darkness, dread, and those bright green eyes…

It was all she could see.

She quickly retracts her arm back staring wide eyed at Natalie who appears stunned at the reaction. Her breathing is unsteady and she tries to compose herself.

“You are really on edge today. Are you sure you’re ok?” Natalie questions as the other two girls watch in concern.

“Y-yeah. I just haven’t been getting a lot of sleep lately” she sighs as she feels Natalie softly patting her back as she gives her a faint smile.

“Well, it sounds like you could use a night to let loose. C’mon” she grabs Scarlett’s hand and the group of girls quickly head deeper into the grounds of the circus with anticipation of what the Halloween night had in store for them.

“Tent of Mirrors…don’t trust what your eyes see…” Christie reads from the sign ominously.

“Wow, creepy” Tiffany chimes in as she walks closer to the entrance of the tent. She peaks inside and then turns her head to face the rest of the group.

“I’ll see you at the finish line losers” she laughs as she scurries inside with Christie quickly following behind.

Natalie’s fingers are still intertwined with Scarlett’s, and she looks at her pale friend, giving her a reassuring smile.

“C’mon let’s see what the mirrors have to reveal to you” she says in a creepy voice laughing immediately afterwards. Scarlett rolls her eyes as she is being dragged inside.

Again, she is consumed by darkness and there is only enough light to illuminate the mirrors themselves. She can see her friends scattered around the room staring into all the various mirrors, laughing at the ways there proportions were thrown off by the trick mirrors.

Christie and Tiffany had quickly made there way to the entrance of the labyrinth of mirrors and were calling out to Natalie and Scarlett to join them. Scarlett finds herself distracted by all the different versions of herself as she slowly walks past the mirrors.

“Scarlett lets go!” her gaze broke as she looks straight ahead at her friends waving her over. She smiles and starts running over to her friends.

Until she wasn’t.

She freezes as suddenly she finds herself completely consumed by darkness unable to see anything in front of her. She feels uneasy as goosebumps rise atop her skin.

She looks straight ahead as a light illuminates some mirrors straight ahead. She sees a tall shadow figure standing still. Yet, her eyes lock onto the shape of a top hat sitting on the head of dark figure.

“How interesting my tent does not seem to attract the curiosity of many. Especially those afraid of what they may find in the dark…”

“W-what the hell is this? Where are my friends?” she tries to stay composed, but he can hear the dread in her voice.

“My sweet, this place shows you what you want to see” she shudders. The shadow walks away from the front of the mirror and from the illusion of the mirror it is as if he walks inside the mirror. Her eyes meet his.

The Ticket Taker.

“And things you may not want to see, maybe something from deep within your heart you are not quite ready to face” she takes a step back. Her gaze never breaks.

“Or a warning from the beyond” her breathing has become labored and unsteady.

“But please do remember…don’t trust everything your dear eyes may see…Enjoy red ticket visitor” he disappears right before her eyes, and she feels the pit in her stomach get bigger.

“H-how do-“ she was cut off by the sound of his voice once again.

“Just continue to walk forward red ticket guest. I assure you that you will find the exit to safety eventually”

“Though I would strongly recommend not staying here too long. Monsters live in the shadows…and remember the mirrors will reveal more than you want to see…Scarlett” she gasps at the sound of her own name.

How did he know my name?

She can see dim light illuminating all of the mirrors. A large mirror can be seen at the end of the hall shrouded with darkness. She could only assume the exit was down there.

Her feet feel heavy, but she still manages to carry herself slowly down the hall. She tries to avoid looking at the mirrors, scared of what they may reveal. However, her wandering eyes make contact with a mirror to her left and her gaze locks onto a flash of gold. She turns her body to face the mirror. She can feel a warmth behind her although she only sees her own terrified reflection staring right in front of her. She breaks her gaze and turns to leave.

My darling

She shoots her head back to face the mirror. She is met with the image of Pierrot, his arms are wrapped around her chest, hunched over just enough so that his chin can rest on her shoulder. Her eyes are wide and the pit in her stomach begins to dissipate.

“P-Pierrot?” all she can feel is his warmth. Yet she is not sure if this is real or all an illusion.

You are my everything

Her breathing is still unsteady. She feels the warmth return to her face, and yet she is unsure how to feel in the moment. Her lip’s part but she can’t speak.

*I desire you…*all to myself

Suddenly the pit in her stomach returns and she feels that familiar spine-chilling feeling return. She meets his golden eyes, but he looks monstrous, his eyes are crazed and depraved.

He is covered in blood.

She is at a loss for words and her mind feels dazed. Before she can register the image in front of her any further, she yelps and jumps back at the glass mirror shattering in front of her. She steps back further and her eyes lock onto a throwing knife piercing through the wall where the mirror once stood.

She turns away and starts running until she feels heavy uneasiness weighing on her chest. She has no choice but to stop and catch her breath. She rests the palms of her hands on her knees as she tries to steady her breathing. Her anxiety worsening at the thought of what lingers in the darkness of this maze.

Then, from the corner of her eyes, she sees eyes on her from inside the mirrors.

Green.

Her head snaps to the side and she’s clenching her teeth with resentment in her eyes.

“I recognize those eyes” she says with venom in her voice.

You always allow me to get so close to you my dear.

She can feel the heaviness on her chest radiating to her throat. She feels breathless like something is wrapping around her neck constricting her airway.

She can see his dark shadow looming over her. Green eyes watching her every move. His claws are digging into her waist.

I can take you away from him too.

Suddenly, another image takes shape. His hands are digging into her shoulders. His face is covered in blood.

Her blood.

Her neck torn to shreds.

She can feel the heaviness unravel from her neck and she lets out a heavy gasp. She tries to fight her tears, and she keeps running even though the end feels so far away.

“My sweet visitor, I warned you, didn’t I? Curiosity got the better of you” a low chuckle escapes his lips. This time she refuses to stop, her eyes glued to the mirror at the end of the maze. She just keeps running.  

And running.

Until she finally reaches the final mirror, and he appears once again.

“I must say you are one of the more interesting guests I’ve met. Fearful, and yet you keep returning to this place” she gasps as she sees him walk straight through the mirror. He walks up to the young woman and stands uncomfortably close to her.

“Do not be frightened” he leans forward and his face is inches from hers.

His voice sounds like it is coming from behind me.

“I simply wanted to see you up close visitor” she shudders as she suddenly feels a warm breath on the back of her neck.

“I would not look back if I were you” she obeys as she is too frozen in fear to move.

“So submissive…he will be pleased to say the least”

“W-wha-“ she yelps and she feels a heaviness weighing on her shoulder. Claws digging into her skin.

“W-what the f-fuck is happening?!” he leans in close and tilts his head to the side.

“An illusion dear guest” he chuckles while staring at the frightened girl.

“But you know better, don’t you?” he turns around and begins to walk away.

I will make sure to keep an eye on you

“Do make sure to take a peek at the very last mirror it is a personal favorite of mine…very…intense” he disappears into the darkness.

The heaviness on her shoulder is gone, she no longer feels the dreadful presence behind her.

She sees an opening where light is spilling in from the outside and begins to run towards it.

Come closer.

She comes to a halt and turns her head to the last mirror.

Come closer.

A shadow shape of a girl.

Come closer.

Her eyes glow pink.

She doesn’t realize she is standing right in front of the mirror. Until she suddenly feels a tight grasp on her wrist. Pulling her forward.

Are you their newest Angel?

She gasps and forcefully pulls away. The tight grasp is lost, and she feels a stinging pain on the palms of her hands after failing to catch herself from falling back.

Before she could get drawn back into the mirror she jumps and heads straight to the exit. She lifts the curtain and runs outside. She feels disheveled and out of breath. Her head spinning.

“Scarlett!” she turns her head and meets the familiar blue eyes of Natalie.

“Hey are you ok?” Christie and Tiffany huddle around the trembling girl.

“U-uh I think so? How long I was in there?” the rest of the girls looked confused at one another.

“Less than five minutes” all she can do is nod as she tries to catch her breath.

“Alright so no more house of mirrors for you!” Christie rubs a gentle hand on the girl’s shoulder in attempts to center her.

She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. However, she fails to keep them closed as she can’t rid her mind of the sight of the Harlequin.

Of Pierrot.

“Why don’t we start heading over to the party? You look like you could use a stiff one” Tiffany grabs the girl’s hand and the others follow. She looks up at the black and red big top and she can feel her anxiety building up with anticipation.

She can’t tell if she is scared to see him.

She remembers the look in his eyes earlier today.

My lady, I look forward to seeing you tonight. I know you will look absolutely divine and leave me breathless.

And yet she can’t forget the depraved look in his eyes from the mirror.

All kinds of people in costume are crowding the perimeter of the big top. Everyone was eager to get inside, and the atmosphere felt more enticing than frightening. The group of girls locked hands as to not get separated into the sea of people. Natalie tries to stand taller even in heels to see how long the line was.

“This is not looking great ladies” she huffs.

Standing in the chaotic line she couldn’t tell if the warmth she was feeling was from her thoughts or the various hot, sweaty bodies surrounding her. She watched as her friends were bickering at one another while attempting to figure out a faster way inside.

Suddenly she feels a tap on her shoulder and she turns around.

A fool.

Like the Ticket Taker the fool appeared to be dressed far more traditionally. However, the attire was still colored the usual pink and black.

“U-uh yes?” she questions.

“Red ticket visitor. Please follow me” She furrows her brows in confusion.

“W-why?” she notices the conversation between her friends had ceased.

“Your attendance is expected” she turns back to look at her friends who appeared to be waiting eagerly for an answer.

“Ok…can I bring my friends?” the fool leans over to the side and stares at the group of three.

The fool nods silently and begins walking away from the crowd. The group of women eagerly follow.

Natalie and the others run up next to Scarlett with questioning eyes.

“What was that about?” Christine whispers.

“U-um…perks of the ticket?” she unclasps her bag and pulls out the red ticket. Tiffany grabs it to inspect it.

“Red ticket huh? How did you get this?”

“Um- one of the performers were passing them out” her friends did not look incredibly convinced. However, they did not question her any further.

“Well, who cares cause this hot angel got us backstage access” Natalie laughed winking at the group.

The fool opens the curtain leading to the backstage, motioning the ladies to walk inside. They are initially welcomed by darkness, but their eyes can make out red lights being emitted from the mainstage area. Loud music can be heard, and it gets louder as they walk closer.

She feels overwhelmed by the transformation of the big top. The inside of the tent appeared enormous due to the seating areas being removed. The floor now consumed with crowds of people who could be seen mingling, dancing, and getting very comfortable with one another in this intimate environment. Aerial dancers can be seen high above gracefully soaring, their movements intoxicating. A sea of people being the only thing standing between them and death.

Angels of death.

Scarlett’s trance is broken when she feels a touch on her low back and she turns to meet the faces of her dear friends.

“Hey we are going to grab some drinks. Want us to get you anything” Natalie asks.

“Uh surprise me”

She smiles as she watches her friends excitedly running off into the crowd. Slowly her gaze returns back onto the beautiful dancers twirling right above her. Her eyes glimmer at the sight.

The young woman stands alone and is surrounded by crowds of people. Naive to the eyes on her, watching her every movement, every breath. She is the only one he sees. Innocent in white. Unaware of her surroundings.

Like prey.

She can feel a shiver running up her spine and she bites her lip. She turns her head to the side and their eyes meet. She can feel her chest tightening.

She immediately notices his change in appearance. A traditional Pierrot, he is adorned in all white. His gloved hands covered by his oversized costume sleeves. His usual hat was replaced by a soft white pointed cap. However, the tip of it folded under its own weight.

She catches herself staring and bites her lip harder. Almost drawing blood.

He tilts his head to the side and slowly walks over to the nervous raven-haired girl.

“Well, you look like a Pierrot now” she nervously chuckles as she looks up at his gold eyes.

Staring right into hers.

She knows he cannot speak.

He observes every detail of her face, her body.

 So very carefully.

Her raven locks pulled back so tightly yet two loose hairs came undone from the bun at some point. They framed her angelic face so perfectly.    

Her brown eyes were wide, and she was staring back into his gold ones with a kind of uncertainty.

Soft pink lips parted but she said nothing.

She felt her nerves worsening as she knew he wouldn’t speak. He appeared expressionless but his glimmering golden eyes told a different story.

Her neck was overly exposed.

Prominent collar bones.

His eyes traveled further down, and his ravenous eyes glowed so brightly she could see them despite the darkness and colored light that consumed the inside of the circus tent.

As much as he wanted to treat this innocent angel like the lady she was, he found it difficult with the sight in front of him. He laid eyes on the white corset he saw yesterday in her bedroom. Now cinched tightly around her waist, he tried to avert his eyes in fear of not being able to control himself.

Especially with others watching.

Yet, he couldn’t help himself.

Her cleavage was exposed and although the corset was practically glued to her body it appeared as if her breasts would spill out of the bodice if she wasn’t careful.

His whole body tensed as he felt like he was going to lose himself just from staring at her. Until his eyes noticed something pinned onto the sweetheart neckline of the garment.

The star pin he gifted her.

His pin.

His mark.

She wanted everyone to see it.

To know she belonged to him.

She couldn’t see it through the lights, but he was blushing so brightly and he smiled.

She feels a sense of relief at his change in demeanor as she was unsettled because he seemed unpredictable.

Suddenly, she feels a hand wrapping around her dainty wrist. She looks down to see his white gloved hand, and he pulls her closer to him as he leans down.

“My darling, you look more divine than I could have ever imagined. I am breathless by your ethereal beauty my lady” She feels the warmth in her face return.

“You look like an innocent Angel…and yet I have the most sinful thoughts looking into your eyes” She looks down at her feet as she can feel the warmth from her face travel down to her chest. She had never heard him speak this way and it left her confused. Even slightly uncomfortable.

Uncomfortable that her body was slowly melting from his words.

She feels his hand go underneath her chin and he gently guides her face, so she is looking up at him again. She can feel herself shivering at his touch.

“No need to be nervous my lady” she nods and continues to stay silent. She can feel his other hand move to the neckline of her corset tapping the pin with his claw.

“I am so pleased to see you wearing my gift darling” his eyes glow so brightly and his smile is wider now.

“For everyone to see…” she feels his warm breath on her bare neck.

“My lady” he purrs.

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Uneasiness had quickly been replaced by dread. She was enveloped by darkness with the exception of the bright glow of the Harlequins’ green eyes. She winces at the sharp pain in her face as her breathing becomes labored and unsteady.

“My my you’re even more irresistible when you’re defenseless my dear” she says nothing and attempts to pull away to no avail causing him to dig his claws deeper into her fair skin. She clenches her jaw to keep herself from crying out in pain. With his tight grip on her face, he pulls her closer, so their eyes are just inches from one another.

“W-what the hell Harlequin!?” her voice shaky, filled with uncertainty He lets out a low chuckle looking at the girl, eyes wide filled with fear.

“I promised we would continue where we last left off didn’t I dear” She furrows her brows and clenches her jaw even tighter in disgust.

“G-get the fuck off of me!” she immediately places her hands against his chest and pushes him away.

Before she could get away, she yelps in pain as the back of her head makes contact with the wooden table she was standing in front of only seconds ago. She can feel a stinging pain radiating from her head down to her back, she feels dazed, out of breath. She attempts to sit up until she feels a hand wrap around her neck, slamming her head back down against the table.

She looks back up to meet his glowing green eyes. She can now feel him standing between her legs, his hand moves up to her disheveled raven locks. He grabs a fistful of her hair, forcing her face up closer to his.

“You seem to think you’re in control more than you are my dear” he purrs. She shudders underneath the sound of his voice.

He lets go of her hair and traces a line with his finger down to the neckline of her sweater. He can feel her trembling underneath the uncertainty of it all. He playfully pulls her neckline down further and chuckles at the sound of her heartbeat.

Beating so fast at every touch.

He moves his face back up to her neck and she can feel the warmth of his breath. She gasps as she can feel the sensation of his tongue licking up her neck.

“You taste exactly how I imagined my dear”

“Did you just lick me!?” she yelled as he laughed at her amusingly.

“I can see why he can’t stay away” he purrs. She furrows her brows in confusion.

“What?”

“And yet I got a taste first” she is struggling to break free, but his grasp only tightens. The only thing she can think of doing is bringing her leg up and kicking him as hard as she can in the stomach. He loses his grip of her as he stumbles back. She quickly sits up and is immediately met with the light from outside spilling into the dark tent.

Pierrot.

His usual smile is gone, eyes dark, with murderous intent at the site in front of him.

She is sitting up on the table, raven hair disheveled, face flushed, eyes filled with fear. She is breathing heavy, unsteady. Their eyes meet and her mind is racing. He walks over to the trembling girl and tries to gently touch her face. She pulls away and he shudders at her rejection. He slowly turns to face the Harlequin.

“Somone looks upset” Harlequin chuckles his green eyes staring at Pierrot mischievously.

Pierrot stays silent as he towers over the Harlequin. He fights to restrain himself as to not scare off his innocent angel. Harlequin smirks at the breathless girl and begins to walk off. Not before grasping Pierrot’s arm and pulling him close.

“By the way Pierrot…she is quite tasty…almost lost myself in her” she can see Pierrots body tense and his breathing becomes heavy. As Harlequin begins to walk off Pierrot suddenly grabs him by the arm and she can see him pull out one of his throwing knives. He pierces it right through the Harlequins shoulder. He groans in pain grabbing onto his shoulder in pain. Scarlett gasps and covers her mouth with her hand.

Unable to move.

She can see Harlequins’ expression change, his smile falters and he looks menacingly at Pierrot. They stare one another down as the young woman keeps her eyes on the both of them.Unsure of what could happen next. Harlequin turns to look at her, he smirks and swiftly pulls the knife out of his shoulder and tosses it on the ground and continues on his way out of the tent.

He looks back at the stunned girl one last time before leaving.

“See you next time…my dearest” she moves her gaze down to the floor to avoid his stares as he walks out. She shudders and continues to stare down at the floor unsure to think of what just happened. Her thoughts are interrupted by the sound of bells. She looks up hesitantly.

“M-my darling?” he seems equally disturbed and tries to restrain himself from laying a hand on her. She continues to look up at him but says nothing.

“F-forgive me for not finding you sooner my lady” he finds himself going crazier by the second from her silence.

“Please my lady, let me take you away from here. I can keep you safe” his smile is uneasy, yet he still manages to blush at the thought of taking care of her. Slowly he grasps her hand and she does not pull back.

She stays silent as her mind continues to race. However, her body just moves on its own as she intertwines her fingers into his and tightens her grip onto his hand. He smiles crazily and the golden glow in his eyes returns.

Oh my lady

He gently guides her off the table and takes her outside. To the big top.

He guides her towards the backstage of the big top and she could feel her shoulders relax at the change of environment. The warmth from the string lights dangling from the ceiling calms her nerves slightly. The room at the back of the stage was not incredibly big however this might have been due to the fact that most of the room was taken up by a bed. In the back corner she could see stacks of wooden storage boxes, and a clothing rack with various costumes hanging from it.

She lets go of his hand and walks towards the center of the room. She crosses her arms as if to physically guard herself and she keeps her gaze back up at the string lights. Getting lost in their warm light as if they could keep her safe from the darkness looming in this circus. She can hear his footsteps come closer to her, but she keeps her gaze locked onto the warm light. Just for a moment of peace.

She hears the sound of bells. Yet she still doesn’t want to look at him.

Shame? Embarrassment? Or perhaps anger.

“My lady?” she sighs and finally decides to look his way. His head tilts to the side so he could have a better look at her. She was so withdrawn and it was driving him absolutely mad.

Mad that he was not there to protect her.

Mad that he couldn’t hear her sweet voice.

His heart broke from her silence.

All she could do was stare at him. She could see how uneasy he had become, his golden glow had dimmed. He could barely hold a smile. He slowly moved in front of her and gently grabbed her hands bringing them close to him.

“D-darling, why don’t you come sit?” she looks up at him and slowly looks back down to her feet.

“Ok” she replies very silently. He guides her towards the bed, and she hesitantly sits down on the edge of it. She tenses up as the lovesick Pierrot falls to his knees grasping the hands of his beloved.

“My Angel, please forgive me. I promise I will always be there to protect you. I would go mad if anyone were to ever lay a hand on you again” he reaches one of his hands up to her face slowly. She does not pull back this time.

“You are so special to me my darling. Please believe me when I say that you being in my life has brought so much warmth to my existence. I truly cherish any second, I can get to be with you my lady” for a second her body takes control and she can feel herself melt into the palm of his hand.

His smile widens and his golden eyes shine brightly again. A faint smile makes its way onto her lips. Until she squeezes her eyes shut and shakes her head. As if she is trying to wake herself up.

“N-no Pierrot – this is all so much” she pushes his hand away and cups her face into her own hands. She lets out a sigh and looks up at the distraught Pierrot.

“I-I just…I am confused and I am still trying to wrap my head a-around what just fucking happened?!” her voice cracks as she attempts to hold back tears.

“There is just a lot going on – a-and Pierrot we just met- “She stops when suddenly she feels his hand reach up to her face to wipe away a lone tear.

“M-my lady if you would please wait here a moment…I have something for you” he looks at her longingly. She bites her lower lip and lets out a sigh.

“U-uh…ok fine” he slowly stands up and he walks off to another room as he leaves the young, disheveled woman sitting on his bed.

She sighs and lays back onto the bed, staring at the string lights above her.

Mind wandering.

As he returns, he stops and looks down at the bed, he takes a deep breath. Her small frame is sprawled out across the bed, her raven locks are messily laid out. Her face is still flushed, and her pink lips are parted as she continues to steady her breathing. Her sweater is falling off to her shoulders leaving her neck more exposed than usual, but she doesn’t notice.

She is so perfect.

He composes himself and walks over to the edge of the bed still observing her every movement.

“D-darling?” she slowly sits up and her eyes soften. In her view, what appears to be a slice of chocolate cake, adorned with fruit. Her lips part but she closes them and looks up at him.

“W-what?” is all she can ask. He smiles and blushes at her innocence.

“I made it for you, my lady. I feared you had nothing to eat today” She inspects it once more and slowly takes the plate from him.

"T-thank you…that’s very sweet of you” She gently moves over and motions him to come sit.

“You don’t need to be standing the entire time. It’s been a long day” he eagerly sits down and watches her closely.

She slowly takes a bite and her eyes glisten at the sweetness and softness of the dessert. She continues to devour the cake as she begins to realize she had not eaten anything since earlier in the day.

His gold eyes glimmer at her enjoyment…her submission.

She bashfully looks down at the empty plate and meets his eyes.

“I guess I was…a little hungry” she says sheepishly. His head tilts to the side and his smile grows wider.

“I hope you enjoyed it my lady”

“O-oh yes it was delicious” he blushes.

“That makes me happy darling” he takes the plate from her and places it gently on a bedside table. She fidgets her fingers and bites her lip as she tries to avoid his gaze.

“Maybe its time I leave” she said quietly. She slowly looks at him and he is still smiling her way, gold eyes glimmering at the sight of her.

“Perhaps I should escort you home since it is so late my lady” he pauses and gently places his hand on top of hers.

So strange.

“Or…you could stay the night here…with me darling” she is taken aback and feels flustered by the thought.

“I-I don’t know” she replies. Yet, it feels as though her nerves have subsided. She feels lighter and in a daze. He moves himself slightly closer to her and places his hand gently on her face.

Although her anxiety has disappeared her heart feels like it’s racing once more as he gets closer to her.

“Whatever you prefer my Angel” he purrs. She feels warm all over and all she can do is let out a giggle in response.

This feels…nice.

She feels like her body is moving on its own but she gladfully allows it. Her eyes are drawn to the locks of white hair peaking out of his hat. Without hesitation she reaches out and grabs a strand of his hair. He tenses up and lets out a small gasp. She looks up at him.

“Is this ok Pierrot?” she asks sweetly. He blushes more brightly and stays silent.

The feeling of euphoria grows stronger.

“Why so quiet? I thought I was the exception?” she asks playfully while she continues to twirl his hair around her finger.

“Oh my lady…you just make me absolutely breathless” she never takes her eyes off of him and watches as his eyes are glowing, his smile widens.

Is this normal?

Suddenly she begins to feel dizzy and her head is spinning. She lets go of his hair and grabs onto her head to steady herself.

“S-something doesn’t feel right” She tries to open her eyes but fails too as it makes her more disoriented. She groans in discomfort and attempts to stand up and walk a few steps away but is quickly consumed by darkness.

Before the young woman can fall to the ground the Pierrot catches her limp body and picks her up in a bridal carry. He carries the unconscious woman and gently places her down onto the bed.

He then leans over and caresses her face in concern.

“My darling forgive me. That look in your eyes scared me so. I knew you would leave me but I couldn’t let you do that now”

“Let me protect you my love. Your life is more important than anything else in this world”

She looks so frail, so innocent. Her dark hair lays so beautifully along the bed. Skin fair yet now appears as white as the winter snow. Her soft pink lips parted as she exhales a shallow breath. The rise and fall of her chest is slower than normal.

A gloved hand is placed on her neck directly on her carotid. Another hand is placed on her chest over her heart.

Weak but steady.

“How much did you give this young lady?” The doctor turns his head to face Pierrot who appears distressed for his love.

“H-half of what you gave me…” he shakily responds. The doctor sighs as he turns back to face the young woman, lifting her eyelids to take a glance at her brown eyes.

Still full of life and innocence.

A dangerous pairing when you are here.

“Fortunately for you Pierrot she is not unwell” he sighs in relief.

“But-anymore and this girl would have been nothing but a corpse” he feels a pit in his stomach and shudders at the thought.

“She will wake up…eventually. For now, enjoy your personal sleeping beauty”

“D-do you think she will recall anything from this evening?” He sees the Pierrot fidgeting with his hands.

“Perhaps, but it will be hard to say until she wakes up. Considering we don’t typically use this concoction…in this way” he moves some hair out of the young girls innocent face and continues to watch her slow breathing. He looks again at Pierrot and sighs once more.

He knows exactly what he is thinking.

He walks over and places a gentle hand on his shoulder “You do not need to worry yourself. I will keep this from the Jester. However, there is only so much I can do. You seem very…weary of this human. For your sake…and hers…keep an eye on her” the Pierrot stays silent and nods his head as the doctor walks off into the darkness.

Pierrot lets out a shaky breath and looks over to his beloved. He quietly walks over to the bed and takes a seat next to her. He places his gloved hand on her pale face and stares at her longingly.

“Oh my lady. You had me so frightened, I promise I’ll be more careful next time. Though I hope next time I don’t have to do this. The fear in your eyes had me so unsettled my darling, I felt as though I had no choice” he carefully lays down next to the unconscious woman and continues to caress her face.

“My Scarlett, even now you are so breathtaking. Having you in my bed like this is making me want to lose control of myself” he smiles brightly and he can feel himself blushing at his own lustful thoughts “I fear I almost did when you touched me earlier. The way you looked into my eyes…how delicious” his eyes are now glowing brighter than the string lights hanging from above.

“However, for now I am overjoyed to lay here in your presence…and ensure nothing disturbs your rest”

“My lady”

The intense feeling of nausea wakes her from her deep slumber. She fears opening her eyes as she can already feel her head throbbing. Her brown eyes slowly open and she brings her hands up to her eyes, rubbing them in attempts to get a better view of her surroundings. The first thing she sees is the black and red pattern of the big top tent. She furrows her brows in confusion and sits up but grabs her head in discomfort from sitting up too quickly.

Her ears perk up at the sound of those familiar bells.

Pierrot.

As soon as he walks in he turns to face her and he tilts his head to the side in glee. Blushing with his big grin.

“My lady, you are finally awake” he quickly walks over to the bed and sits down on the edge next to her.

“U-uh yes…w-what happened? What am I doing here?” She questions.

“Do you remember anything…my lady?” She attempts to recall the events of last night.

She remembered arriving late to see Pierrot from shopping for her costume.

Walking into the entrance of the circus. Wandering around the circus grounds until she remembered…darkness.

And those green eyes.

He sees her brows furrow and her red claws dig into the mattress.

“H-Harlequin” she sees Pierrot tensing up.

“I saw him last night didn’t I? Pierrot what happened?” He appears more uneasy with her tone.

“W-well my lady. You did encounter…him. However, I intervened and escorted you away from him”

“Alright…what am I doing here though?”

“Well, while I was showing you around the circus you became lightheaded a-and lost consciousness darling” she bites her lower lip.

“I-I did?” He eagerly nods.

“Did you have much to eat yesterday darling?” She tries to think back on her day but a lot of details are foggy.

“I-I can’t really remember…” he places his gloved hand onto hers.

“Perhaps you didn’t eat enough yesterday my lady. You had me very frightened. I believed it was safest to just bring you here for the night” she nods.

“U-uhm well thank you for taking care of me. Although I am sorry for taking up room on the bed…” he blushes.

“It’s quite alright my lady. I do not require much sleep anyways” she sheepishly averts her gaze.

“What time is it anyways?”

“It’s four in the evening my lady” her eyes widened and she practically jumps off the bed.

“S-shit how the hell did I sleep in that long!?” She throws on her sneakers and grabs her bag.

“What’s the matter my lady?”

“I need to get ready for tonight I’m supposed to be meeting friends back here at six!” he gently grabs her hand.

“My darling may I escort you out?”

“U-uh yeah that’s fine” he smiles brightly and intertwines their fingers together while he guides her outside.

He takes her behind the tents, and she notices him being more cautious of his surroundings than usual.

He seems nervous…

Eventually they reach an exit that did not appear to be used for the public. He opens the gate and leads her through the other side and back out onto the street.

Their hands were still intertwined.

“Well, I imagine you’ll be busy tonight but I’ll see you later?” She smiles. He brings her closer and she can feel her heart racing.

“My lady, I look forward to seeing you tonight. I know you will look absolutely divine and leave me breathless” she pauses and smiles while a nervous chuckle escapes her lips.

“I-I don’t know about that…but you’re very sweet. You really know how to talk to a lady” she lets out another chuckle while she looks up at those golden eyes.

“Only for you my lady” she nods and slowly let's go of his hand.

“Well, I’ll see you tonight Pierrot” his eyes glisten at the sound of his name.

“Until tonight my darling”

>

Uneasiness had quickly been replaced by dread. She was enveloped by darkness with the exception of the bright glow of the Harlequins’ green eyes. She winced at the sharp pain in her face as her breathing became labored and unsteady.

“My my you’re even more irresistible when you’re defenseless my dear” she said nothing and attempted to pull away to no avail causing him to dig his claws deeper into her fair skin. She clenched her jaw to keep herself from crying out in pain. With his tight grip on her face, he pulls her closer so there eyes are just inches from one another.

“W-what the hell Harlequin!?” her voice shaky, filled with fear. He lets out a low chuckle looking at the girl, eyes wide filled with fear.

“I promised we would continue where we last left off didn’t I dear” She furrows her brows and clenches her jaw even tighter in disgust.

“G-get the fuck off of me!” she immediately places her hands against his chest and pushes him away.

Before she could get away, she yelps in pain as the back of her head makes contact with the wooden table she was standing in front of only seconds ago. She can feel a stinging pain radiating from her head down to her back, she feels dazed, out of breath. She attempts to sit up until she feels a hand wrap around her neck, slamming her head back down against the table.

She looks back up to meet his glowing green eyes. She can now feel him standing between her legs, hand still wrapped around her neck. She can feel his other hand move up to her disheveled raven locks. He grabs a fistful of her hair, forcing her face up closer to his.

“You seem to think you’re in control more than you are my dear” he purrs. She shudders underneath the sound of his voice.

He lets go of her neck and traces a line with his finger down to the neckline of her sweater. He can feel her tremble underneath the uncertainty of it all. He playfully pulls her neckline down further and chuckles at the sound of her heartbeat.

Beating so fast at every touch.

He moves his face back up to her neck and she can feel the warmth of his breath. She gasps as she can feel the sensation of his tongue licking up her neck.

“You taste exactly how I imagined my dear”

Hello my Darlings,

I truly hope you all have been enjoying so far...we have yet to scratch the surface

~ Rouge 🥀

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Her eyes widened as she takes in the sight of the large tent. He watches her gaze intently and smiles a little wider.

My Lady…

She realizes she is still grasping Pierrot’s hand and calmly releases it, looking up and giving him a faint smile. He looks down at her tear-stained face.

What a beautiful angel.

“Uh-m well good luck Pierrot” she nervously chuckles still decompressing from the events of earlier. He gently grabs her arm and brings her closer.

“Enjoy the show my lady” he whispers to her and swiftly lets go of her hand disappearing to the back of the stage. She stares off before turning towards the seats.

This feels so strange.

As she turns, she bumps into a performer.

A fool.

“Oh-uh hello” she smiles awkwardly.

“Follow me visitor” the fool begins to walk towards the seats located towards the front of the stage.

“Right…front row seats” she grips onto her purse and reluctantly follows.

The fool motions to a seat at the very front and centered towards the stage. She faintly smiles and nods while she takes a seat watching the fool disappear into the darkness. Suddenly, that same spine-chilling feeling returns and she sinks into her seat tapping her foot anxiously. She grabs her phone while waiting and groans at her phone.

Missed calls and multiple texts from Jason.

I’m sorry

Can we talk about this?

Are you by yourself?

She jumps in her seat as her thoughts are interrupted by the crowd clapping at the performer walking onto stage. She looks up and their eyes meet.

Pierrot.

She stuffs her phone back inside her bag. He bows to address the rest of the crowd however when he lifts his head up, the raven-haired angel is the only one he sees. His golden eyes glow as their eyes meet again. She smiles faintly and gives him a small wave. She notices his smile grow wider in response.

Suddenly, the music begins, the crowd grows quiet, and the Pierrots demeanor shifts. The lovesick smile he had on his face just seconds ago turns sinister and his eyes glow gold once more, shining brightly any chance he can get to meet the eyes of his special guest. He begins to dance around the stage, lights changing around him.

His movements are hypnotic.

She takes notes of a shadow-like figure next to the Pierrot.

His own shadow.

It is as if he is sharing the stage and dancing with the darkness of his shadow. Yet, she notices the shadow will move in an opposing direction of the Pierrot. She tilts her head in curiosity, leaning forward in her seat attempting to get a closer look. She looks around the crowd and they seem so entranced with his silent waltz. She turns back to face him.

It is as if he becomes a different person on stage.

Then, a target board is wheeled onstage with a stage assistant strapped to it. She is dressed similarly to the other fools, a mask also covering her true identity.

The young woman in the crowd notices how much taller he really is. She wonders if this only makes her appear so much smaller whenever she is next to Pierrot.

Like magic Pierrot reveals a set of throwing knives in each of his hands. You can hear audibles gasps of excitement from the crowd.

His smile widens and his eyes meet Scarlett's. The uneasiness in her eyes just makes him more excited.

Only for you my lady*…*

He turns to face the stage assistant and quickly throws the first knife with perfect precision.

It stabs the board right next to her thigh.

She can hear her gasps and cheers in the crowd.

Another one is thrown.

A knife now by her waist.

The cheers become louder.

Her neck becomes his next target. Each knife getting closer and closer.

She swallows hard biting her lip in concern.

Now she can here people in the crowd cheering for the woman to get hit.

How sick.

Until finally.

She gasps bringing her hand up to her mouth.

The knife penetrates the mask, the assistant’s head going dead limp. Blood oozing out of the crack in the mask.

This can’t be real.

Yet, she swore she could hear the sound of flesh and bone as the knife pierced her skull.

She doesn’t even wait for the crowd to clear out, and she clutches her bag running outside of the big top tent. She rests her hands against her knees and tries to slow her breathing. She stands up and takes a big deep breath. She walks around the big top in attempts to slow down her mind. Suddenly, she feels the heaviness of a hand landing on her shoulder. She jumps and turns around.

Pierrot. His eyes dark and smile appears nervous.

“O-oh hey there” She chuckles nervously attempting to give him a smile.

Yet, even with his silence she gets no form of response. The look in his eyes is unreadable to her but she shudders at his smile. Not sinister but devilish. She observes his monstrous teeth, like that of the Harlequins. She had never seen him like this. He squints his eyes as he looks at her neck.

“Uh-m is everything ok Pierrot?” she asks nervously.

He leans closer, his face inches from her that she can feel his warm breath on her neck. She can feel him gently grabbing her collar. Her mind immediately remembers the green heart shaped pin left by the Harlequin.

“Oh…um your friend gave that to me earlier…I actually forgot…about it” she is unsure how to feel as she was not expecting this kind of reaction from him. Until, she feels another tug and the sensation of a pin being clipped. She looks back at him and his golden eyes and loving smile had returned. She tugged at her collar to inspect the pin. A golden star, pinned right above the green heart.

I have the feeling they aren’t friends.

Pierrot leans closer to the young woman again and whispers to her.

“Did you enjoy the show my darling?”

“O-oh” as if she could forget. “I mean it was pretty frightening…but it was quite amazing how you transformed on stage. That did look very real though…how did you…do that?” She questioned. He stepped back bringing a gloved finger to his mouth.

“So many secrets” she shakes her head smiling. Again, the Pierrot leans in closer.

“Why don’t you stay with me a little longer my lady? I would be happy to show you around some more” He asked giddily. She bit her lip in thought. She knew it was late and she had to get back.

“I don’t know Pierrot I really should get back. It is late and I do have work tomorrow” She explained.

“I can escort you back home my lady if you’re too frightened traveling alone in the dark”

“N-no that won’t be necessary. I wouldn’t want to be a bother”

“Will I see you again tomorrow?”

“Um-yeah I can stop by” with a sudden movement he grabbed onto the young woman’s dainty hand, intertwining his fingers with hers. He had the biggest smile and his golden eyes glowed so brightly.

He looked crazed and in love.

“W-woah Pierrot” She was taken aback by this affectionate reaction.

“I look forward to it...truly. Until tomorrow my darling” her lips are parted and she is not sure what to say. She gently lets go of his hand and he bows at her. She turns to walk towards the entrance.

But then she stops and turns around.

What are behind those golden eyes?

Without hesitation she meets his eyes. Her face so innocently admired the strange being in front of her.

“Goodnight Pierrot” she says sweetly before turning back to face the exit of the campgrounds. He watches her intensely as she disappears into the night. He grabs the side of his brightly blushing face. Teeth biting down on his lips.

“Ohh my lady” he sang gleefully as he turned away walking back towards the big top.

You are all mine

Heavy breathing. A devilish purr leaves his clenched jaw as a golden glow emits from the creatures’ eyes. Illuminating the silhouette of a young woman’s curves as she lays sound asleep in her bed. His eyes travel up her legs and stops to notice her lower half barely covered as she only wore an oversized shirt to bed. However, as she moved in her sleep it was clear the shirt began to ride up overtime only revealing more of her fair body to the Pierrot that stood over her bed.

He couldn’t help himself and leaned down. Gently tracing a line slowly up her leg. Going up further and further. The young woman shifts in her sleep in response to the touch. She stays sleeping but she shifts to the side now facing towards him.

He freezes and moves his gaze further up. The small movement caused her shirt to rise up even more as he was now able to see her bare stomach. He slowly kneels to the ground and his breathing deepens.

Oh how he would love to take a bite.

“Oh my lady” he purrs.

He reaches towards her raven locks and begins twirling a strand of her hair around his clawed finger.

“Your scent, your beauty, your sweet voice. It is so incredibly intoxicating like a poison and yet I keep returning for more because you are absolutely addictive my darling” he lets go of the strand of hair and goes to move some hair away from her face revealing her neck.

“If I could I would sink my teeth into your neck right now having a taste of your sweet blood all while marking you as mine my lady” he restrains himself from wrapping his hand around her neck while she sleeps. Not to hurt her, but to know what it would feel like.

“I am willing to be patient with you my dear and pretend that I am not going mad on the inside for you. Do you know what this is doing to me darling? Are you not aware how you are suffocating me. Anytime you smile my way, or even say my name”

His voice sounds devilish, ravenous, monstrous. His hand was still wrapped around her neck. Her lips part as she lets out a breathy exhale. His grip begins to tighten, and he brings his face closer to hers.

“When I finally have you my lady I cannot promise I will be gentle. I want you to be breathless. I want you trembling. I want you to be mine”

“Because I love you my darling…my Scarlett”

“Ugh” she rubs her eyes vigorously in attempts to prevent her from falling asleep at the counter.

“What’s up with you?” her boss questions as he observes the girl half-awake fighting sleep.

“I don’t know I just had rough sleep last night. I am exhausted” She rested her chin on the palm of her hand while she stared off at the customers.

“Well, why don’t you make yourself a coffee or something, the day is just beginning” he chirps and the young woman rolls her eyes in response.

“Oh goodie” She stands up and walks to the back to prepare herself an iced coffee until she is startled by a familiar voice.

“Hey stranger” she turns and smiles at a familiar pair of blue eyes. She walks out in front of the counter and brings her dear friend in for a tight hug.

“Natalie!” she pulls away from her friend and moves back behind the counter to finish making her beverage.

"Where have you been? You have been ignoring all my texts” she questions her raven-haired friend. She looks away from her friends stirring her glass.

“Um…you know…around” her friend rests her arms on the counter and gives her a pitiful look.

“Look, I heard what happened. I am so sorry and Jason is a real asshole” Scarlett’s eyes falter as she takes a sip of her drink.

“Why don’t you come out with us tomorrow night?” she tilts her head to the side in confusion.

“There a special occasion?” Natalie scoffs and stares down her clueless friend.

“Well, I don’t think there needs to be a special occasion to hang out with the girls, but it is Halloween” Scarlett’s eyes widen.

“Jesus I guess I really have lost track of time” Natalie laughs. Her friend continues to talk but Scarlett’s attention is captured by a tall figure outside. She sees Pierrot out and about passing out flyers to people passing by. His smile is welcoming and she giggles at the thought of the bells on his costume jingling from each movement he makes.

“Hey are you listening?” she meets Natalie's eyes and nods.

“Yup!” her friends looks at her annoyingly knowing she was lying. As her friend begins speaking again she continues to look outside but this time her eyes meet Pierrot’s.

“Maybe we can find you a new boyfriend while we are there” She breaks her gaze with the Pierrot and looks back at her friend wide eyed.

“What?” her friends sighs rubbing her forehead.

“Listen just meet us tomorrow night at the front entrance of the ‘Freak Circus’ and come in costume.”

Her friend begins to walk towards the door to leave the café and hollers once more to her friend.

“Wear something sexy!”

“Not happening!” the raven-haired girl yells back.

She opened the door leading to the back alley, annoyingly dragging a large trash bag behind her. She held her breath as she lifted the lid to the dumpster and threw the bag inside slamming the lid behind her. She let out a breath and wiped her hands on an old rag hanging out of her apron pocket. As she turned back, she gasped and stumbled backwards hitting her small frame against the dumpster.

She was met by that same crazed smile and glowing eyes.

“O-oh Pierrot…Hi” she found her footing and stepped away from the dumpster.

Although it was not dark there was still some uneasiness in the air. A secluded alley, no crowds around. It had been a couple days since they were alone together like this.

Or so she thought.

Bells jingled as he titled his head to the side, his smile grew wider. She felt herself move back a step and she quickly scanned the area. No people around.

How intimate.

“I apologize for surprising you, my lady. I just couldn’t wait till tonight to see you” She nodded slowly.

“Well…hi” she said softly.

He handed her a flyer and she was confused. She already had a ticket. She didn’t take it but she looked down to read it. It was orange as opposed to the white ones she saw when they first met.

‘Come join us at the Freak Circus for a frightful night to celebrate Halloween with performers, horror, and a Halloween gala inside the Big top tent We can’t wait to see you little monsters We promise we won’t bite*…’*

She smiled and looked back up at the Pierrot. “Oh-I didn’t realize there were festivities. No wonder why my friends wanted to go there” She chuckled.

“You will definitely see me there Pierrot don’t worry” She looked back and his face was closer to hers, she could practically see her own reflection in his golden eyes.

“How exciting my darling. Make sure to use my ticket…”

“O-of course”

“Will you be coming in costume my lady?” he asked giddily, eyes glowing brighter in anticipation.

“Yes but I should probably grab a costume tonight…I don’t really have anything. I will probably be late to the circus” he gently grasped her hand.

“That is quite alright my lady. As long as I still get to see you tonight” she nodded. He blushed intensely and the young woman pulled away from his grip. She gave him a small wave before running back inside the café.

Ohh my lady…

Fake cobwebs hung from the ceiling, as decorative spiders and ghosts hung from them. All that could be heard was the sound of Halloween music and the excitement of people preparing for the big night. The store is packed with many people crowding the various aisles. Those grabbing candy for the big night, parents buying last minute costumes for picky children, and of course rowdy teens trying to pick the perfect group costume.

The black-haired beauty can be seen aimlessly roaming the aisles filled with all kinds of Halloween costumes as she attempted to find the perfect one for her. Yet, her dear friend had other plans in mind and to restrain herself from being rude all she could do was smile or chuckle in response.

“C’mon Scarlett you could be a sexy Angel…or perhaps a seductive Devil” She holds up two costumes depicting a sexy Devil and Angel while biting her lip playfully. All Scarlett can do is roll her eyes.

“I told you already Natalie that’s not me” She chuckles.

She ran her dainty hands across the various costumes until her hand stopped, she grasped a piece of white tool. She removed it off the rack to reveal a white ballerina tutu and she smiled.

“What do we think?” Natalie rests her head on the raven-haired beauties shoulder inspecting the tutu.

“Cute” suddenly she holds up a white corset beside it and looks at her with piercing blue eyes. She chuckles at her friend’s stubbornness. She grabs the corset begrudgingly and steps away to look at her friend disapprovingly.

“What? How else do you expect to get the attention of any of the guys there?” Scarlett shakes her head and starts walking away.

“I don’t need to get the attention of any guys” she spits. Natalie huffs and stares down her friend as she quickly grasps her wrist.

“H-hey” she argues.

“At least humor me and try it on” she gives up on trying to fight her friend and allows her to drag her to a set of dressing rooms.

She is shoved into an empty dressing room clutching the items in her hands. She roughly places them on a hanger and strips down. Slipping on the tutu followed by an attempt to secure the corset with no success.

She sheepishly steps out holding the corset snugly to her chest as it was not fastened properly Her friend gasps excitedly.

“Oh, you look amazing you have to take this!” she grabs the girl by her shoulders and shoves her in front of mirror. Her face softened as she looked at the girl in the mirror.

So soft and elegant.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a rapid movement of her dear friend Natalie tightly fastening the corset.

“H-holy shit” she lets out an exacerbated breath.

“See, so much better. These girls give you all the power” she laughs at the sight of her innocent friend blushing brightly. She bites her lip meeting the eyes of her bashful friend in the mirror.

“You are definitely going to catch the attention of someone tomorrow night”

“Natalie” she groans.

“Hey you never know your prince charming might just be there waiting for you”

The night is dark as soon as she arrives back to her apartment. She tosses the shopping bag onto her unmade bed as some of the contents of it slip out. She rubs her face and lets out a small yawn. She dreads having to leave the house once more but she had already promised the Pierrot she would return. So, she scurried over to the bathroom and quickly stripped herself out of her work uniform, tossing it into the hamper.

She pulled the curtain back slightly and turned on the water laying her hand under the running water to ensure the temperature was just right. As soon as it was, she carefully stepped in, pulling the curtain back. She sighs as the warm water hits her face. She lets the water run down her hair and the rest of her body as she attempts to find a moment of peace.

All while her silhouette is being intensely watched through the shower curtain. He can perfectly make out her figure and he smiles. He looks down and takes note of the contents peeking out of the shopping bag. He gently pulls out one of the articles of clothing and the white corset comes into view. He drops it back down onto the bed and he covers his wide smile in attempts to cover his low devilish chuckle.

“Oh my darling…were you thinking of me? How will I be able to control myself?”

“My sweet innocent Angel”

The spine-chilling feeling returns and she furrows her brows. She shuts off the water and wrings as much water out her hair as she can. She reaches for the towel hanging on the shower rod and covers herself before stepping out. She rushes over to her bedroom to find it empty but sees the screen door to her balcony partially open. She closes it back shut, locking it while furrowing her brows unable to recall if she had left it open earlier. She shrugs and switches on the television while she finishes getting ready.

“Breaking news, another young woman was reported missing this morning after her partner stated he had not heard from her since yesterday morning”

She runs a towel through her dark locks in attempts to dry them before throwing on a random pair of leggings and an oversized sweater. As she brushes out her hair, she notices the pins she was gifted by the Harlequin and Pierrot. She bit her lower lip in thought but shook her head. Wearing either of them could just attract unwanted attention from the two.

“That’s right Fatima, a woman by the name of Kayla Daughtler was reported missing and the investigation is still ongoing” her head shoots up. Her eyes widened at the picture on the screen.

Jason’s mistress.

She huffs at the image on the screen. “Well guess you had it coming” she said angrily. She shut the tv off, throwing the remote on her bed in frustration. She grabs the strap of her purse, red claws digging into the pleather as she quickly runs out slamming the door behind her.

"Well, well welcome back red ticket visitor” the ticket taker tips his hat towards the young woman. She smiles awkwardly.

“I-I guess I have been coming quite often” she replies shyly.

He moves out of the young woman’s way and gestures towards the circus grounds. She makes her way inside and shuffles her way through the crowds making there way out of the circus grounds. She feels uneasy not realizing how late it was until now. She bites her lip pondering if she should just leave as she shouldn’t be out by herself like this.

She mindlessly walks around the large circus tents and ponders her next move. Until suddenly she yelps after she feels someone tightly grab her arm and aggressively pull her into darkness. She feels her low back being hit up against a table. She feels herself holding her breath in fear of attracting the attention of the being in the darkness with her.

She feels her face being grabbed and the sensation of claws digging into her cheeks. She yelps in pain and this is followed by a devilish chuckle. Her stomach drops as she makes out glowing green eyes illuminating her mortified face.

“Hello my dear” he digs his claws deeper into her face as he brings her closer.

She can feel his hot breath on her neck.

“Miss me already?”

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Heavy breathing. A devilish purr leaves his clenched jaw as a golden glow emits from the creatures’ eyes. Illuminating the silhouette of a young woman’s curves as she lays sound asleep in her bed.

His eyes travel up her legs and stop to notice her lower half barely covered as she only wore an oversized shirt to bed. However, as she moved in her sleep it was clear the shirt began to ride up overtime only revealing more of her fair body to the Pierrot that stood over her bed.

He couldn’t help himself and leaned down. Gently tracing a line slowly up her leg. Going up further and further. The young woman shifts in her sleep in response to the touch. She stays sleeping but she shifts to the side now facing towards him.

He freezes and moves his gaze further up. The small movement cause her shirt to rise up even more as he was now able to see her bare stomach. He slowly kneels to the ground and his breathing deepens

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The only light illuminating the dark bedroom comes from the television. She is dead asleep and sprawled across a bed that once housed two sleeping bodies. Her face covered by her long raven locks, breathing slow, and calm. The young woman sleeps so peacefully that she does not wake by the tall figure hovering over her bed.

His golden eyes piercing and intensely staring at her limp body. He crouches down beside her and observes the rise and fall of her chest. Then, his gaze travels over to her face, with his gloved hand he moves a strand of hair to reveal her features. She appears so peaceful so defenseless.

He smiles. His eyes glow even brighter in the darkness. Deranged and lovestruck he feels helpless. As if unable to restrain himself.

“Oh my darling what a treat it was to see you today, if only you knew what you do to me. You are so beautiful and intoxicating without even trying” He gently places a gloved hand on her cheek. She does not wake up but lets out a silent whimper.

He has to catch his breath and almost loses control. His smile widens revealing his monstrous canines. He uses his free hand to cover his mouth as he fails to restrain a quiet chuckle from escaping his lips.

“I know you don’t know me too well my love but I already know everything about you…all your movements, preferences, the way you bite your lip when you’re deep in thought…or nervous”

He moves his hand down to meet hers and admires her blood red nails.

“Oh my lady…how I would love to feel these sharp claws of yours against my own skin” his voice loses its warm tone and almost sounds devilish. His breathing once again becomes uncontrollable.

“How delicious that would be-I just want to take you all for myself-mark you as mine…forever”

He moves his hand away as he cups his face in both his hands trying to compose himself. Breath slowing, gold eyes dimming. Yet that monstrous smile never left his mouth. He stands up and towers over her peaceful body. He leans down to move a piece of stray hair behind her ear.

“Don’t worry my darling…I will see you again tomorrow”. He leans down even closer to meet her face once more.

She sits up instantly letting out a loud gasp in panic. Her dark locks disheveled and eyes wide as she scans the room. She brings her hands up to her face and rubs her eyes in attempts to wake herself up.

“What a weird fucking dream” She sighs as she sits up, feet meeting the cold hardwood. She turns her head to face the tv.

“What is up with that weird taste in my mouth” she grimaces.

“Didn’t I leave the tv on?” She stood up and searching the bed for the remote with no success. Until she turned around and saw the remote on the tv stand. She furrowed her brows and scratched her head in confusion. Until her eyes gazed at the clock and her eyes widened.

“Shit!” she realized she was running late to work as she quickly switched on the tv for background noise.

“In todays news the new traveling circus that has made an appearance in our small town. They call themselves ‘The Freak Circus’ and it is unlike anything any of us have seen”

“That’s right William, the circus is geared towards a more mature audience as attractions feature frightening and spine-chilling performances not suitable for the little ones”

She throws on jeans and grabs her work shirt from the day prior. While rushing around the cluttered apartment to find her bag and keys.

“I actually went last night and although the performers were a little uneasy to watch I found it pretty entertaining”

“Oh really? Well I find them all to be very cute” the lady chuckles.

She begins to tear up the apartment in frustration.

“However, I will say to be cautious with the food stalls as some patrons reported signs of food poisoning. Though some of the food stalls were shut down as it was reported they were selling food illegally on the circus grounds”.  

“God damn it where is my bag!?”

“Well in other news another young woman was reported missing this morning. Authorities stated the victim was having issues at home with her family. The family claims she had left their home after an argument. Authorities stated the woman’s bag was found abandoned at a nearby bus station”

“There you are!” She grasps the bag and proceeds to rush out the door as quickly as her legs will take her.

“Authorities are urging young women to not travel alone at night and if you must to be with a group”

The town continues to appear very lively as flyers for the traveling circus along with the performers themselves litter the town. She zips through the crowds of people as she sees the café in sight and is determined not to be too late. Until suddenly she is stopped in her tracks by one of the performers.

He gracefully bows and looks up meeting her soft eyes with a mischievous smile. He stands up and once again she is met with the same intimidation of someone towering over her small frame.

“Care to visit the circus my dear…you look like someone in need of some thrills” he smirks while looking the young woman over.

She bites her lower lip and quickly lets out a sigh in frustration.

“That’s ok I already have a ticket” She brushes past the performer with the café in her line of vision.

“Oh? Is that right? A pink one I presume” she continues to walk avoiding eye contact.

“Uh no I have a red ticket” she furrowed her brows in confusion.

Why does the color matter?

He stops right in front of her tracks once again and she stumbles to avoid falling over the mysterious man. His head tilts to the side and his smile widens, his green eyes piercing her gaze.

“So, the Pierrot gave you his ticket? How interesting…” he chuckles in amusement.

Her eyes widen as he grasps her hand bringing the back of her hand up to his lips. She freezes and holds her breath as he plants a kiss. His eyes never lose sight of hers.

“I am the Harlequin and it is a pleasure to be in the presence of such beauty” his smile widens and she could feel her heart race quicken as she caught glance of his sharp teeth.

That can’t be real

“Uhm…I’m Scarlett” his eyes flash a bright green and he lets out a seductive chuckle. He flashes a circus ticket to the girl that looks similar to Pierrot’s.

But it’s green.

“How about we do a trade…you give me your red ticket in exchange for my green one” His hand still latched onto hers. Grip slightly tighter than before. She looks at the ticket and back at the Harlequin who won’t break eye contact. She is frozen, confused…fearful.

Suddenly the green ticket is snatched away, and her hand is broken free from the Harlequins grasp. She stumbles backwards and gasps. She looks back up and sees Pierrot with the green ticket crumpled in one hand and the other grasping the Harlequins’ wrist. She takes another step back as she is observing the tall figure. His body tense, eyes dark missing there golden glow. She notices the tight grip he has on the Harlequins’ grip.

He says nothing.

The Harlequin lets out a chuckle as his eyes meet Pierrots’. His eyes darken but his smile doesn’t falter.

“Speak of the devil, Hello Pierrot” nothing but silence.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” this time the Harlequin lets out an amused laugh and all she can see is the darkness in Pierrots eyes and feel the immense tension between the two.

“I can imagine all the nasty things you want to say” he chuckles unphased by Pierrots’ intense stare. Harlequin steps closer to Pierrot.

“The Jester is going to love to hear about this” he smirks.

She stares at the two in silence and quietly steps away as she believed it would be the perfect time to get away while they are distracted. She quickly walks over to the café swinging the door open. As it closes behind her she lets out an audible sigh. She rubs her face as she leans against the door.

“What is happening” she whines.

She pulls out the keys to the café as she begins walking over to her boss. She quickly stops as she sees him speaking with police officers. He notices her staring and looks over to her.

“Just put the keys in the back. I’ll be with you in a few” She nods and heads to the back to return the keys and grab her apron. As she sets down the keys she throws on her apron she groans with the realization she never tied up her hair as she left the house in a rush.

“Wait so she was the one who went missing? I don’t understand” her boss crosses his arms and leans back against the wall.

“Yeah, I can’t believe it myself. I guess she was having some issues with her folks, and they said she up and left after some argument” She was confused but more concerned than anything. Carol had confided to her friend that she really needed the job and it was so unlike her to leave like this.

Not like they were that close.

“Well, I will let you know if I get any more updates. For now, I am going to be cutting our hours until we get more help. I don’t need you to go missing too so just leave before it gets dark” she shudders at the thought.

“Uh-yeah got it…”

“I will be in the back interviewing some people. Just holler if you need anything” She nods as her boss walks off to the back. She lets out a sigh and walks up to the front counter.

She rests her head on her hand as her mind wanders of what could have possibly happened to her friend. She continues to get lost in thought as her manicured nails tap away on the wooden countertop. She is quickly brought back to reality by the sound of familiar bells.

“Oh!” he tilts his head to the side, greeting her with a small smile.

“Uh good morning Pierrot” She replies back with a smile. He notices her raven hair locks cascading all the way down to her waist. A few loose strands frame her face making her appear more angelic than before.

He blushes.

“Could I get you anything?” she asks sweetly. His gloved hand points to a picture of a milkshake.

“It is a little cold out no? I will get that ready for you and bring it to your table, ok?” he nods. She hears the same bells jingle.

“Scarlett” She turns at the sound of her boss calling her. She quickly walks over.

“What’s up?” she questions.

“Did he order anything?”

“Um yeah I was just about to get his order ready”

“Alright good, don’t really want them loitering around here” she nodded.

“Understood” she turned around and walked back to the counter to prepare Pierrots milkshake.

She set the milkshake down on the counter and reached down behind the counter to grab a napkin. As she stood back up she gasped at being met by Pierrot.

He was very close.

She felt uneasy in his presence once again. The smile he had earlier was gone and his eyes were dark just like earlier with Harlequin. She was unsettled by his quick shift in mood. He gestured for her to come closer. She leaned over closer and quickly he grasped her wrist. She let out a small whimper.

“Is he…being mean to you my darling?” she bit her lower lip as he stared intensely.

“I-I’m sorry?” he titled his head slightly his eyes staring directly at her boss. His eyes darkened more if it were possible.

“Oh my boss? No he’s super nice. He just was giving me some reminders” the golden glow in his eyes came back and he smiled.

“Will you be coming…to see me tonight?”

“Oh at the circus? Yeah I’ll be there” his smile widens and he blushes.

“That makes me so happy my lady” she nods and gives him a small smile.

“Will you promise to use my ticket tonight?” her chest tightens and she feels that same spine chilling feeling.

“O-of course Pierrot” his golden eyes glow brightly at the sound of her saying his name.

If only she knew.

She looks down as if his grip became even tighter. Though his grip felt abnormal. As if sharp claws were digging into her fair skin. He brows furrowed as she looked down inspecting his gloved hand. As if she could see through it. He noticed and let go. She looked back up and he was making a silly face as if he was trying to distract her from drowning in her own curiosities.

Their gazes were broken when an agitated woman shoved Pierrot aside. She was dressed in a two-piece suit with her eyes glued to her phone. Scarlett’s eyes widened at her boldness.

“I really don’t have all day so can you just get me a coffee, cream no sugar” She continues typing away on her phone never making eye contact at the young woman in front her.

“Um well actu-” she was cut off.

“Listen I don’t need an excuse for your laziness just get me my coffee” Scarlett sighed looking defeated at how her day was starting. She smiled.

“Let me just take care of this customer and I will be right with you”

She turns her eyes back on Pierrot and places the milkshake in front of him. He gently places the change on the counter along with a heart shaped chocolate. She can’t help but smile. She holds up the chocolate.

“My tip?” she chuckles. He nods with a blush covering his face once more. This time she’s the one tilting her head to the side in glee.

“Thank you, I’ll see you tonight!” She turns to prepare the coffee for the rude customer from earlier as the Pierrot walks off.

His smile falls and eyes darken once again as he stares the woman down from behind.

Disgust and rage is all he can feel.

She turns back and hands the coffee to the annoyed woman as she snatches it our of her hands.

“Finally” she sips the coffee and all Scarlett can see is visual disgust on the woman’s face.

“God terrible service and coffee. I won’t be coming back here again” she tosses the cash on the counter and walks out. She retrieves the cash placing it into the register. She sighs and rests her head onto her hands once more and sighs.

She looks down at the heart shaped chocolate thinking of the Pierrot. Wondering if its coincidence that she has run into him so much since there first encounter. She has felt a lot of uneasiness around him but she will admit he has cute moments. She smiles before tossing the chocolate in her mouth.

The bell of the café rings once again as Scarlett perks up to meet the incoming customer.

Her stomach drops and brows furrow.

“So my dear this is where you work” giving her that mischievous smile. She attempts to remain composed and crosses her arms across her chest.

“Can I get you anything” he tilts his head at her coldness and squints his eyes.

“I will just have an iced coffee” she nods and turns to make his order.

“Have you thought anymore about my offer?” she turns her head.

“What are you talking about?”

“Will you accept my ticket” she could hear venom in his tone. She rolls her eyes and sighs in frustration.

She turns and walks over to the counter with his order and places it in front of him.

“Listen, I already have a ticket, and I promised I would be using it. So no I will not be using your ticket” she spits back while attempting to stare him down. He chuckles at her failed attempts to hide her uneasiness.

“You would be missing out on a lot of fun my dear” his smile widens.

“How so?”

“That’s a secret” he brings a finger up to his lips and chuckles. She rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

“Well since you won’t take my ticket I will at least give you this” he reaches over the counter and he can feel her stiffen under his touch.

“I would love for you to wear this” he states as she feels him clipping a pin onto the collar of her shirt.

I can’t wait to take you from him.

“I’m sorry?” he gently holds her by the chin and smirks at her. Green eyes glowing brighter.

“You’ll see in time my dear” before she can question any further he begins walking towards the door.

“Don’t forget to stop by my show tonight!” she stands there stunned as her mind races.

What kind of games are they playing?

“Hey remember what I said I want you out of here before dark until we get more hands to help us” She looks up at her boss and is distracted by a large scratch on his forearm.

“What the hell happened to you?” he looks down at his arm.

“Damn cat got me while I was outside I think” she bites her lower lip in confusion.

Pretty big for a house cat.

“Anyways I will close up tonight, you get out of here” she nods.

 She runs to the back to remove her apron and grab her bag. She rummages through her purse and pulls out the red ticket. Gripping it tightly, red nails digging into the ticket.

“Any plans for tonight kid?” she looks back up placing the ticket back into her purse.

“I am actually going to check out that circus” he nods.

“Well have fun, let me know how it is.” She nods and walks over to the man, pink band-aid in hand.

“Here” he chuckles and takes the band-aid.

“I am lucky you carry these” she shrugs and waves goodbye before running out to be met with a cotton candy sky. She turns her head and sees the entrance to the circus straight ahead, she sees all the lights glowing from the attractions, and groups of people crowding the campground entrance. She grips the ticket in her purse and quickly walks over.

This should be fun.

“Oh hello” he tips his top hat towards the young woman with amusement. Like the others his true features hidden behind a mask.

He leans down slightly to match her short stature. She curls back with uneasiness and bites down on her lower lip.

“May I see your ticket” all she can do is nod and she hands the ticket taker her red ticket. He brings it closer to inspect.

“Look at that, a special ticket! Make sure to keep this safe if you want to see all the attractions” she furrows her brow.

“Um…What makes it so special?” he goes silent and tilts his head to the side.

“You my dear visitor have front row seats” she nods in response.

“Enjoy the show…” He bows and moves to the side as the young curious woman walks into the circus grounds.

She almost regrets coming after seeing the large crowds of people moving about the circus grounds. Her ears are consumed by the sounds of music, peoples screams on the rides, and of course patrons eagerly discussing the upcoming performances.

Her gaze instantly becomes fixated by the large circus tents of all kinds of colors. Yet she is fixated on the largest tent. The big top.

The Pierrots tent.

“Well I suppose I still have some time” she turns to look at the green tent in the back. She groans.

“Unfortunately this seems to be the only show going on…great” She huffs and stomps her way towards the green tent following behind a crowd of people.

She walks inside and is greeted by a performer in pink. She stops in her tracks and looks confusingly at the performer.

“This way visitor” they motion over towards the front row and she cautiously follows. She is directed to a seat in the very front and center of the stage. The fool motions to the seat and Scarlett sits hesitantly.

“Uh…thanks” the fool nods and walks off.

As soon as the remaining patrons wander in and fill the rest of the seats the lights go down and the only light left is a spotlight on the stage. The same Harlequin dressed in green makes his way onto the stage. His eyes lock onto the raven haired beauty seated in front of him. He smirks at her with ravenous eyes. All she can do is avert her eyes to her feet as she feels like she is the only person in the room. He takes a bow and addresses the rest of the crowd.

“Good evening my dear monsters. I have a very special story to share with you all. I do hope you enjoy the show!” the crowd claps in response and the energy is high.

He makes his way over to a puppeteer stage. She looks at six mall puppets that look like shadows. She can’t quite make out there shapes.

Our story begins in a place far away and so hidden from even God’s own eyes. This was a place where monster lived. The poor hungry creatures were forgotten and shut out from the rest of the world. Until one day a man had appeared and raised a tent upon the creatures and made them a deal

“If you hideous little monsters work for me I will feed you”

Now the little creatures found this to be a splendid idea and they obeyed the man. However, over time the man brought more men and more men. Who all laughed at the creatures and applauded their pain and suffering.

The man was greedy for more and thought

“Why don’t I started charging them to see these hideous beasts?”

Overtime he wanted more and more and more…

So, he thought to feed the monsters less

So they would be weak and harmless

However, one moonless night while the creatures were trapped in their cages they thought

 “What if we became humans?”

*“*We could eat whenever and whomever we want”

“No one would hurt us again”

That was when they realized there was a sweet angel among them and she said to them

“I can feed you so you can become strong, become humans, and build us new home so we can be together forever”

And like that she vanished forever*…and became there little miracle..*

The following day the man had returned but noticed a change in the monsters eyes

They were hungry…they were finally free

Finally human, and finally able to search the world for the perfect place to build their home to live happily like their angel would have wanted…

Her trance was broken from the sounds of applause from the crowd. She watched the Harlequin make his way back to the front of stage as he bowed in response.

“Thank you my dear little monsters” he chuckled as he waved towards the crowd. She just continued to stare.

That felt strangely unfinished.

She finally stood up and was about to make her exit until she was stopped by the Harlequin himself.

“Did you enjoy the show my dear?” she gave him a faint smile.

“Uh…yes it was quite strange I will admit” he chuckled.

“Yes, well it is an old story from the circus that I share on certain nights” his eyes avert down to her neck and his green eyes glow brightly at sight of the green heart shaped pin.

“I see you are wearing my gift…how exciting my dear” She groans internally and realizes she never went back home to change her shirt.

“It looks so ravishing on you…very intimate…like leaving my mark on you” he smirks mischievously.

She realizes the tent is completely empty and she feels that uneasiness in the pit of her stomach return. He places his gloved hand under her chin and raises it so she is forced to look at him. His green eyes glowing and piercing as his mouth widens revealing his monstrous smile.

“Your heart is beating so fast my dear” she held her breath and pushed his hand back. She backed away but was met with a wall.

Backed into a corner.

He places his hands against the wall on either side of her. Blocking her in, bringing his faces within inches of hers.

“I am sure you’d prefer the real thing wouldn’t you dear?” she shudders.

“What?” he brings one of his hands down and touches his gloved hand to her neck. Smirking.

“I know you’re enjoying this” he chuckled devilishly. She composes herself and pushes him away. He stumbles.

“Absolutely not” she spits.

His smile almost falters and his gaze becomes menacing. However, he quickly composes himself and laughs at the girl.

“Let me give you a gift before you go my dear” he hands the nervous girl a red candy apple.

“A-a candy apple?”

“Well, we call it a love apple but don’t get the wrong idea my dear. It is still just an apple” She hesitates staring at the strange gift.

“Um…well” suddenly the apple was knocked out of his hand and was sent falling to the ground. Before she could look down at the apple the Harlequin kicked it away.

“Someone here really doesn’t like apples…How dramatic” he appears visibly annoyed before he turns back to the confused woman. He grabs her once again my chin and looks dead into her doe eyes.

“I fear we may have to continue this later my dear” again she shoves him away as he laughs mischievously walking towards the backstage. Quickly she runs out of the tent and lets out an exacerbated breath.

“Holy shit”

She walks around the campgrounds and finds her way to the concessions. She realized she had not ate anything today and decided to look for something to eat. She pulled out her phone to scroll as she walked until suddenly she bumped into someone causing her to stumble backwards.

She looks up and is met with a familiar face.

“Oh hey there!” the Pierrot towers over her giving the raven beauty a warm smile.

“How did you spot me out of the crowd?” he titled his head to the side, bells jingling.

“Right-no talking sorry!” she giggled. When suddenly he brought a candy apple into her view.

“Oh, for me? Thank you” she grasped the stick of the candied apple as there hands touched. The Pierrot quietly gasped at the sensation. Before she could say anything she is called out by a familiar voice.

“Scarlett?” she turned away from the Pierrot.

Jason.

“Uh-m hey there…” he notices her shoulders slump and voice falter. The man walked closer to her nervously with his hands in his pockets.

“H-how have you been?” she furrowed her brows.

“I’ve been ok” she shuffled her feet, feeling uncomfortable….angry even.

“Uh well-“ he was quickly cut off by the voice of another woman.

“Hey you ready to head inside I think the show is going to start soon” a tall blonde lays a dainty hand on Jason awaiting for a response.

Her stomach drops and her face flushes in rage.

“Are you serious?” Jason’s face is pale as paper as he scratches his head looking down. The blonde next to him furrows her brows and looks towards Scarlett.

“Who’s this Jason” he stumbles on his words.

“Uh- well this is-”

“Scarlett” the woman’s face freezes and she takes her eyes off her in shame.

“Listen I am so sorr-” Suddenly he groans grabbing his head in pain as the candied apple makes contact with his head.

The Pierrot has lost his warm smile and cannot help but stare at the disgusting humans in front of him. He attempts to control his breathing however his eyes tell a different story. They are black in rage as he imagines all the things he could do to harm them.

Just liked they hurt my darling, my love, my lady…

He comes out of trance as his gloved hand his grasped tightly. He looks down and sees a beautiful angels red claws sinking into this hand. Quickly his golden eyes glow brightly sick and in love, his smile returns and he blushes.

My lady

“Your show is about to start right? I don’t want to keep you” he observes her closely and sees tears streaming from her brown doe eyes.

I can’t wait to tear them apart*…*just for you *my lady…*only for you

He attempts to maintain his composure and nods his head, bells jingling. He guides her to the big top tent. Only to look back at Jason.

He meets eyes with the Pierrot and he becomes uneasy at the dark cold stare. He quickly grabs his female companion and they make there way out of the circus grounds.

Just you wait…

Hello my Darlings,

I am happy to inform you all I have officially uploaded the first chapter on AO3 and will continue to share updates there. That being said I will share previews of future chapters on here so you are all notified when to expect updates. I have not decided if I will share this anywhere else. Possibly Wattpad because of the nostalgia....if that is the case I may want some assistance creating cover art if anyone is interested? Considering I am not as talented as many of you...

But that will have to come with time...

Below you will find a link to my tumblr and AO3 page

"My Lady" AO3 link

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I just wanted to thank you guys for all the positive support and I am thrilled to see others sharing there fanfictions as well..

Just for a small token of appreciation here is a small preview of Chapter 2 which I am currently working on now...

Sincerely,

𝕽𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊 🥀

Mr. Sandman- The Chordettes'

Chapter 2 (Preview)

He gently places a gloved hand on her cheek. She does not wake up but lets out a silent whimper.

He has to catch his breath and almost loses control. His smile widens revealing his monstrous canines. He uses his free hand to cover his mouth as he fails to restrain a quiet chuckle from escaping his lips.

“I know you don’t know me too well my love but I already know everything about you…all your movements, preferences, the way you bite your lip when you’re deep in thought…or nervous”

He moves his hand down to meet hers and admires her blood red nails.

“Oh my lady…how I would love to feel these sharp claws of yours against my own skin” his voice loses its warm tone and almost sounds devilish. His breathing once again becomes uncontrollable.

Writer's Note: Hello my Darlings,

Here is the first chapter of my TFC inspired book. Now, as my own preference I wanted to give more backstory to our main character so this won't be a 'y/n' type of story. I also did not want this to be an exact copy to the game itself as I wanted to include my own perspective so you may notice I change certain details or left out others. Depending on how well this initial chapter is received I would like to post the rest of this story on another platforms. Please feel free to provide some recommendations of platforms I could upload my story other than Wattpad.

I also included a playlist for songs that I felt personally fit this chapter from beginning to end.

And as always all credit goes to the original creator Neko (nekoboydreams on tumblr)

Please Enjoy,

𝕽𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊 xoxo

*UPDATE* I just saw that a fanfic tag was added so I wanted to repost my story with the proper tag. Again I hope you all enjoy and I will have more updates soon 🥀

Chapter 1 Playlist

Chapter 1

An immense heaviness consumes her as she grasps at her chest. She is unable to catch her breath due to the feeling of despair, confusion…anger. Her face flushed and her doe eyes are blurred from the tears that fall endlessly. She is unable to look up to him and confront the truth. She sinks further into the couch from the uncertainty and clutches even tighter at her tear-stained shirt.

“I…I just don’t understand how we got here Jason” She lets out a shaky breath as she slowly looks up to her ex-lover.

Her tearful eyes meet his hoping for a reassuring answer. That this somehow could be some terrible nightmare. He lets out a sigh and runs a hand through his disheveled blonde locks. Attempting to find some kind of response in hopes of comforting the crying girl. He quickly walked over to her and kneeled in front of her grasping her hands, squeezing them tightly.

“I-I…listen baby I know it looks bad but you gotta believe me it meant nothing” He looked into her eyes nervously awaiting a response with guilt in his eyes.

She sighed shakily and scanned the living room of their apartment. Remnants of this morning’s fight, his phone lying on the floor cracked but unfortunately still alive. Lighting up the room, opened to a message from a woman that she realized Jason knew a little too well. She let out another uneasy breath and slowly met his eyes.

“Get out” his eyes widened in disbelief. His grip on her hands tightened.

“Baby, you don’t mean that- I think we should talk about this” her brows furrowed as tears continued to stream down her face. She ripped her hands away.

“Get the fuck out” he was taken aback by her venomous tone.

She stood up and grabbed the collar of her shirt, wiping her tears away. Jason slowly stood and attempted to grab her by the waist. She pushed him away and walked away in protest.

“You need to leave, and I need to get ready for work so again- get the fuck out!” She raised her voice even louder and turned away to walk towards the bathroom.

She grabbed the edges of the sink as she looked up to meet her own gaze in the mirror. She felt disgusted, her raven locks disheveled, eyes blood shot, and her once fair skin flushed and tear stained. She was quickly pulled from her gaze by the sound of the front door slamming.

He left.

She quickly ran a brush through her hair to rid it of knots and pulled it back into a high ponytail. She turned on the faucet to feel the cold water hit her face in attempts to lessen the redness on her face.

She grimaced as she walked into the once shared bedroom and threw on the first pair of jeans she could find and grabbed her white collared work shirt she dreaded wearing. She sighed, ripping it off the hanger in frustration.

Grabbing her bag off the couch and taking one more glance at the desolate apartment she once knew as home. Before tears could well up once more, she sighed and walked out the door.

~

She regretted not grabbing her jacket before she left as the day seemed to be much colder than she expected. She tried to ignore the morning chill and continued on her way towards town before she was late for her morning shift. As she got closer her gaze locked onto flyers that were scattered around on buildings, on the ground, and even in the hands of some townsfolk. Out of curiosity she stepped on one with her foot and picked it up.

Her brows furrowed in curiosity.

‘The Freak Circus’

Her thoughts were disrupted by a loud commotion and she quickly looked up.

“You freaks had best get out of this town! I swear ever since your traveling circus of monsters showed up people have suddenly gone missing!”. The man was enraged as he held a crumpled flyer in one hand. Her eyes quickly shifted to the circus performer on the ground. He was still, silent, with an obvious injury under his left eye. Making it obvious the irate man had punched him, knocking him to the ground.

As if her morning was not already disturbed by a man child, she let the flyer fall to ground and huffed angrily as she rushed over to the scene.

“You’re all fucking creepy and I know for a fact you have something to do with these disappearances”

Before he could say or do anything else to the poor jester on the ground the young woman stepped in between them. She made eye contact with him and gave him a cold stare of disapproval.

“Listen, you are acting completely out of line. He is just trying to do his job. You have no right to attack him!” She raised her voice.

“And you have no right to defend him or his circus of monsters! I hope they take you next!” He yelled back. The girl pulled out her phone from her bag showing it to the man.

“Seriously back off or next thing I am doing is calling the cops”. The man huffed angrily, throwing the flyer to the ground and stomping off. She sighed and turned around to check on the jester-looking fellow.

“Jesus, are you ok?” She asked worriedly.

She patiently waited for a response, but he continued to stay silent. He proceeded to stand up and among the silence all she could hear were the bells from his costume. She took a small step back while attempting to remain calm. He was much taller than he appeared on the ground, somewhere over six feet she presumed. He definitely stood out from the crowd she thought, especially with his costume colored in black, red, and gold.

She shook herself out her own trance as to not stare for too long. She then rummaged through her bag and pulled out a light pink band aid.

“Uh-h here! But I would go see a doctor if that starts to feel worse” his gloved hand reached toward her dainty one and he gently took it from her. Placing it on his injured cheek. He smiled, a light blush covered his face as he tilted his head to the side with glee. All she could hear were the jingle of the bells.

She smiles.

“Uh- well I gotta go before I am late! Take care!” She turns away and rushes off to the local café.

That was a mask right?

 ~

She throws on the same old brown apron before walking out and greeting her boss for the day.

“Good morning”

“Hey there, would you be able to take care of the rest of these orders? I got here earlier to cover Carol, but I could use an extra hand” She tilted her head in confusion.

“Uh-yeah of course but what happened to Carol? She’s not here?” She questioned.

“No, I am not sure what’s going on but I am going to try and get a hold of her”

“Alrighty” she didn’t question any further and proceeded to grab the orders off the counter.

As she went to deliver orders to the seated customers she began to learn this traveling circus truly was the talk of the town. Customers were speaking about the performances, and they could only be described as thrilling and frightening. However, this did not go without patrons also expressing concerns over the multiple people going missing as of late.

It sent a chill up her spine, accompanied by slight paranoia. As if she was being watched. She shook the feeling off and continued about her day.

“Here is that hot chocolate for you hun” She gently placed the hot mug down.

“Perfect, how’s your day going?” she paused at the question.

“Uh-it’s goin ok” all she could muster was a faint smile with her response.

“Hm, well seems like someone could use a pick me up. Are you planning on going to that circus?”

“Ya know I am not sure but I will think about it!”

“Well, whatever you plan on doing just make sure you get back safely. I know this café closes late” She nods and thanks the woman for her concern.

 ~

“Hey do you mind picking up all these left-over flyers? I don’t want them crowding up the tables”. She looks towards her boss while setting some dirty dishes in the sink.

“Sure” She wipes her hands on her apron and makes her way out to the seating area.

She begins grabbing the flyers and looks up at the window. She furrowed her brows in confusion, it looked as if someone breathed onto the glass and drew hearts.

Cute.

“Hey, do you think people are being a little too mean to these people from the circus?” She questions as she continues to stare at the window.

“I don’t know if I really have an opinion on it, I am just hoping this whole thing doesn’t scare customers off”

Her gaze left the window as she was startled by the bell at the door indicating the arrival of a new customer. She continues to pick up left over flyers as she greets him.

“Welcome! What can I get you?”

“A black coffee would be great”

She left a stack of flyers on an empty table and rushed to the back to grab the customers order, quickly returning to his table. She gently placed the mug down in front of him. He glances over at the flyers and picks one up.

“What are you doing with all these?” he questioned.

“Oh, just some that were leftover by other customers, just gathering them together to toss them out”.

“Crazy how people will just leave trash in a place of business” she smiles in reply.

“I can just take these off your hand, was planning on recycling some paper anyways.”

“Uh- yeah sure why not be good if they didn’t go to waste” She gathered the remaining flyers and gave the stack to the man.  

Before she could walk back behind the counter the man asks her another question.

“Have you been to the circus?” She quietly let a sigh as she felt like she had been asked this same question all day. She turned and smiled.

“Uh no actually but I have been hearing a lot about it”

“Well, here why don’t you take my ticket” She looks down at his pale hand as he is holding out a pink ticket.

“Oh...um I couldn’t take that from you” she nervously chuckled.

“I insist, I probably won’t be using it cause I have to leave town soon anyways. You could always sell it if you really wanted to” She pondered and looked at the man.

He seemed polite enough but something about him was…off. From what she could gather he looked put together. A two-piece suit and his hair slicked back. His blue eyes piercing with intention, yet his features were a blur to the young woman.

“You look like you could use some entertainment” he smirked.

She slowly reached her hand out and grasped the pink ticket placing it in her pocket.

“Um, thank you!” She smiled.

  ~

“I left my payment on the table, keep the change!” the strange man hollered as he walked out the door.

“Thank you! Have a goodnight!”

She continued to wipe down one of the tables as her boss walked up to her.

“Hey, I got an emergency I have to go take care of are you comfortable with closing?”

“Yeah, that shouldn’t be a problem”

“Alright just call if anything” She nods and says goodbye while she continues to wipe down one of the last tables.

She tosses the used rag on the counter and walks to the back of shop to take off her apron. She sighs and rubs her face exhausted from what she believed to be a very long day. As she reaches for her purse she hears a bell and walks out front.

“Um sorry we’re closed” She shouts from behind the counter. Yet she does not see a single soul.

Strange.

Suddenly she is consumed by darkness, and she lets out a gasp. She feels frozen and that same chill runs up her spine.

“Shit” unsure of whether to move she stands still in the pitch black.

She takes a deep breath.

“This is fine this has happened before…I-I just need to try to get these damn lights on”. She scurries over to the fuse box practically ripping it open.

“Of course, it’s the damn breaker” quickly she switches the lights back on and lets out a sigh in relief. Suddenly she hears the same bell. Cursing herself for not locking the door. She turns around and lets out a yelp.

“H-holy shit you’re the guy from this morning” her doe eyes meet his golden ones. Before she can stare any longer her gaze moves up to his forehead and she gasps noticing the blood.

“Oh no, you’re bleeding- are you ok?” again awaiting a response she is only met with silence.

Until then a flower is brought into her view. She looks at it and then looks back up at him. His smile is slightly bigger. She grasps the flower and meets his eyes again.

“Oh, that’s so nice. Does this have to do with this morning?” He nods eagerly, the sound of the bells from his costume drown out the silence. She inspected the flower even closer, it appeared to be handmade from paper. However, the red paint still seemed to be drying as the flower appeared wet. Still, she accepted the sweet gesture and set the flower down beside her on the counter.

“Thank you again, very sweet gesture” a blush makes its way on to his pale face. She smiles in response and quickly diverts eye contact. She is unsure of her next move and is slightly uneasy from his constant silence. Although her uneasiness continues to worsen, she can’t help but detest the idea of turning him away.

He watches her intently as she bites her lower lip deep in thought. His smiles grows a little wider.

“Uh-you know what why don’t you have a seat at the counter so I can at least clean you up” he eagerly sits in front of her, bells jingling with each movement he makes.

She reaches underneath the counter for a couple of napkins and when she comes to face him again, she notices he is much closer than he was only seconds ago. She restrains herself from letting out a gasp and attempts to continue to ignore her uneasiness. Without thinking she gently grabs the side of his face to steady him.

She can feel him immediately tense up under her touch and as she realizes what she’s doing she quickly removes her hand.

“I’ am sorry about that, reflex I guess..” She uncomfortably chuckles as he continues to stay silent.

Staring with those piercing golden eyes.

She clears her throat and resumes, wiping the blood from his forehead. She notices the bandage from earlier is lifting and removes it as well. Her brows furrow in confusion as underneath the bandage there was no trace of the injury from earlier. She tries not to dwell on her thoughts and simply shrugs it off.

“Ok, good as new!” She smiles.

He rests his chin against his hands and happily tilts his head to the side. A big smile and blush cover his face once more in response to the woman’s kindness. She smiles in return. He swiftly retrieves an item from his pocket and hands the young woman a ticket to the circus.

A red ticket.

“Oh! Thank you, but I have one!” she retrieves the pink ticket from her pocket and shows it to him. His smile fades and eyes grow dark. He takes the ticket, inspecting it and she can notice his whole-body tense up. She says nothing and waits.

He holds the pink ticket in front of her eyes. Quickly he waves his gloved hand in front of the ticket for it to become red. Her eyes widened and she chuckled in amusement.

“Wow, quite the trick” he watches her dainty hand grasp his red ticket, he takes note of the shade of blood red that is on her nails. His eyes glow a little brighter.

“Uh so is the whole no talking thing part of the act?” She finally questions hoping for an actual answer this time. His trance is broken from her voice and he looks up smiling.

“I can’t be seen talking in public” he quietly responds. She is taken aback as she was not expecting an answer due to his silence during all their recent encounters.

“Oh! So it is apart of the act!” She smiles.

“Indeed it is my lady. I truly appreciate all your help.” His smile returns.

“I am the Pierrot. It is a pleasure to meet you my lady”

“Scarlett” she replies sweetly. His eyes glow at the sound of her name.

Restrain yourself.

“I must say you don’t look like a typical Pierrot”

“Indeed my darling…we decided to modernize my look…my role however remains unchanged”

“Interesting, so are the other Pierrot’s quiet like you?” She can notice his body become tense once more.

“I am the only one who remains silent. Though I am the only Pierrot the others are Jesters…and Harlequins…” His smile faltered and eyes dark. She could hear the venom in his voice with the last words he spoke. She presumed this meant he did not get along with the others.

“However, I will make an exception when it is just the two of us my lady” his voice lighter and golden eyes glowing as he stares into her brown eyes.

“Um…well your secret is safe with me”

“Also may I ask what was with the red ticket?” the Pierrot perked back up and smiled.

“That was the incorrect ticket my lady” her brows furrowed.

“A fake ticket?” She questioned.

“Indeed, you wouldn’t have been able to enter my lady. You really shouldn’t be accepting tickets from strangers” She slowly nodded.

He inched closer as his smile grew wider.

“I can assure you I will make you smile during my performance” His head tilted to the side in glee.

“I can’t wait” she responded. A blush made its way onto his pale face again.

She looked at the time and cursed under her breath.

“I am so sorry Pierrot, I didn’t realize how late it was. I gotta close up” he slowly stood up and once again she was taken back by his towering height. She tried to avoid staring.

“Of course, my lady I understand. I would have arrived earlier but I did not want to cause you any distress”

“No worries at all. At least we got to talk for a little bit. Considering you wouldn’t have been able to answer earlier”

“Have a goodnight my lady” she watches his tall figure walk out the door. As if holding her breath forever she let out an audible sigh.

She scurried to the back and grabbed her bag and quickly walked out of the café, locking the door behind her. It was already dark out and the night sky was painted with many stars. She glanced up at the sky as she was drowned in the moon’s light. She let out another sigh as a lone tear made its way down her face. She dreaded having to go back home.

Shrouded by darkness, the tall figure watches her from a distance. He intently observes her innocent face painted in the moon’s light. His gold eyes glow brightly, and his smile grows so wide revealing his sharp fangs. His breathing heavy and uncontrollable admiring the beautiful woman in front of him. He felt intoxicated by her beauty and craved the feeling of wrapping his arms around her to be suffocated by her sweet scent.

But now was not the time.

Oh but she looks so delicious.

Writer's Note: Hello my Darlings,

Here is the first chapter of my TFC inspired book. Now, as my own preference I wanted to give more backstory to our main character so this won't be a 'y/n' type of story. I also did not want this to be an exact copy to the game itself as I wanted to include my own perspective so you may notice I change certain details or left out others. Depending on how well this initial chapter is received I would like to post the rest of this story on another platforms. Please feel free to provide some recommendations of platforms I could upload my story other than Wattpad.

I also included a playlist for songs that I felt personally fit this chapter from beginning to end.

And as always all credit goes to the original creator Neko (nekoboydreams on tumblr)

Please Enjoy,

𝕽𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊 xoxo

Chapter 1 Playlist

Chapter 1

An immense heaviness consumes her as she grasps at her chest. She is unable to catch her breath due to the feeling of despair, confusion…anger. Her face flushed and her doe eyes are blurred from the tears that fall endlessly. She is unable to look up to him and confront the truth. She sinks further into the couch from the uncertainty and clutches even tighter at her tear-stained shirt.

“I…I just don’t understand how we got here Jason” She lets out a shaky breath as she slowly looks up to her ex-lover.

Her tearful eyes meet his hoping for a reassuring answer. That this somehow could be some terrible nightmare. He lets out a sigh and runs a hand through his disheveled blonde locks. Attempting to find some kind of response in hopes of comforting the crying girl. He quickly walked over to her and kneeled in front of her grasping her hands, squeezing them tightly.

“I-I…listen baby I know it looks bad but you gotta believe me it meant nothing” He looked into her eyes nervously awaiting a response with guilt in his eyes.

She sighed shakily and scanned the living room of their apartment. Remnants of this morning’s fight, his phone lying on the floor cracked but unfortunately still alive. Lighting up the room, opened to a message from a woman that she realized Jason knew a little too well. She let out another uneasy breath and slowly met his eyes.

“Get out” his eyes widened in disbelief. His grip on her hands tightened.

“Baby, you don’t mean that- I think we should talk about this” her brows furrowed as tears continued to stream down her face. She ripped her hands away.

“Get the fuck out” he was taken aback by her venomous tone.

She stood up and grabbed the collar of her shirt, wiping her tears away. Jason slowly stood and attempted to grab her by the waist. She pushed him away and walked away in protest.

“You need to leave, and I need to get ready for work so again- get the fuck out!” She raised her voice even louder and turned away to walk towards the bathroom.

She grabbed the edges of the sink as she looked up to meet her own gaze in the mirror. She felt disgusted, her raven locks disheveled, eyes blood shot, and her once fair skin flushed and tear stained. She was quickly pulled from her gaze by the sound of the front door slamming.

He left.

She quickly ran a brush through her hair to rid it of knots and pulled it back into a high ponytail. She turned on the faucet to feel the cold water hit her face in attempts to lessen the redness on her face.

She grimaced as she walked into the once shared bedroom and threw on the first pair of jeans she could find and grabbed her white collared work shirt she dreaded wearing. She sighed, ripping it off the hanger in frustration.

Grabbing her bag off the couch and taking one more glance at the desolate apartment she once knew as home. Before tears could well up once more, she sighed and walked out the door.

~

She regretted not grabbing her jacket before she left as the day seemed to be much colder than she expected. She tried to ignore the morning chill and continued on her way towards town before she was late for her morning shift. As she got closer her gaze locked onto flyers that were scattered around on buildings, on the ground, and even in the hands of some townsfolk. Out of curiosity she stepped on one with her foot and picked it up.

Her brows furrowed in curiosity.

‘The Freak Circus’

Her thoughts were disrupted by a loud commotion and she quickly looked up.

“You freaks had best get out of this town! I swear ever since your traveling circus of monsters showed up people have suddenly gone missing!”. The man was enraged as he held a crumpled flyer in one hand. Her eyes quickly shifted to the circus performer on the ground. He was still, silent, with an obvious injury under his left eye. Making it obvious the irate man had punched him, knocking him to the ground.

As if her morning was not already disturbed by a man child, she let the flyer fall to ground and huffed angrily as she rushed over to the scene.

“You’re all fucking creepy and I know for a fact you have something to do with these disappearances”

Before he could say or do anything else to the poor jester on the ground the young woman stepped in between them. She made eye contact with him and gave him a cold stare of disapproval.

“Listen, you are acting completely out of line. He is just trying to do his job. You have no right to attack him!” She raised her voice.

“And you have no right to defend him or his circus of monsters! I hope they take you next!” He yelled back. The girl pulled out her phone from her bag showing it to the man.

“Seriously back off or next thing I am doing is calling the cops”. The man huffed angrily, throwing the flyer to the ground and stomping off. She sighed and turned around to check on the jester-looking fellow.

“Jesus, are you ok?” She asked worriedly.

She patiently waited for a response, but he continued to stay silent. He proceeded to stand up and among the silence all she could hear were the bells from his costume. She took a small step back while attempting to remain calm. He was much taller than he appeared on the ground, somewhere over six feet she presumed. He definitely stood out from the crowd she thought, especially with his costume colored in black, red, and gold.

She shook herself out her own trance as to not stare for too long. She then rummaged through her bag and pulled out a light pink band aid.

“Uh-h here! But I would go see a doctor if that starts to feel worse” his gloved hand reached toward her dainty one and he gently took it from her. Placing it on his injured cheek. He smiled, a light blush covered his face as he tilted his head to the side with glee. All she could hear were the jingle of the bells.

She smiles.

“Uh- well I gotta go before I am late! Take care!” She turns away and rushes off to the local café.

That was a mask right?

 ~

She throws on the same old brown apron before walking out and greeting her boss for the day.

“Good morning”

“Hey there, would you be able to take care of the rest of these orders? I got here earlier to cover Carol, but I could use an extra hand” She tilted her head in confusion.

“Uh-yeah of course but what happened to Carol? She’s not here?” She questioned.

“No, I am not sure what’s going on but I am going to try and get a hold of her”

“Alrighty” she didn’t question any further and proceeded to grab the orders off the counter.

As she went to deliver orders to the seated customers she began to learn this traveling circus truly was the talk of the town. Customers were speaking about the performances, and they could only be described as thrilling and frightening. However, this did not go without patrons also expressing concerns over the multiple people going missing as of late.

It sent a chill up her spine, accompanied by slight paranoia. As if she was being watched. She shook the feeling off and continued about her day.

“Here is that hot chocolate for you hun” She gently placed the hot mug down.

“Perfect, how’s your day going?” she paused at the question.

“Uh-it’s goin ok” all she could muster was a faint smile with her response.

“Hm, well seems like someone could use a pick me up. Are you planning on going to that circus?”

“Ya know I am not sure but I will think about it!”

“Well, whatever you plan on doing just make sure you get back safely. I know this café closes late” She nods and thanks the woman for her concern.

 ~

“Hey do you mind picking up all these left-over flyers? I don’t want them crowding up the tables”. She looks towards her boss while setting some dirty dishes in the sink.

“Sure” She wipes her hands on her apron and makes her way out to the seating area.

She begins grabbing the flyers and looks up at the window. She furrowed her brows in confusion, it looked as if someone breathed onto the glass and drew hearts.

Cute.

“Hey, do you think people are being a little too mean to these people from the circus?” She questions as she continues to stare at the window.

“I don’t know if I really have an opinion on it, I am just hoping this whole thing doesn’t scare customers off”

Her gaze left the window as she was startled by the bell at the door indicating the arrival of a new customer. She continues to pick up left over flyers as she greets him.

“Welcome! What can I get you?”

“A black coffee would be great”

She left a stack of flyers on an empty table and rushed to the back to grab the customers order, quickly returning to his table. She gently placed the mug down in front of him. He glances over at the flyers and picks one up.

“What are you doing with all these?” he questioned.

“Oh, just some that were leftover by other customers, just gathering them together to toss them out”.

“Crazy how people will just leave trash in a place of business” she smiles in reply.

“I can just take these off your hand, was planning on recycling some paper anyways.”

“Uh- yeah sure why not be good if they didn’t go to waste” She gathered the remaining flyers and gave the stack to the man.  

Before she could walk back behind the counter the man asks her another question.

“Have you been to the circus?” She quietly let a sigh as she felt like she had been asked this same question all day. She turned and smiled.

“Uh no actually but I have been hearing a lot about it”

“Well, here why don’t you take my ticket” She looks down at his pale hand as he is holding out a pink ticket.

“Oh...um I couldn’t take that from you” she nervously chuckled.

“I insist, I probably won’t be using it cause I have to leave town soon anyways. You could always sell it if you really wanted to” She pondered and looked at the man.

He seemed polite enough but something about him was…off. From what she could gather he looked put together. A two-piece suit and his hair slicked back. His blue eyes piercing with intention, yet his features were a blur to the young woman.

“You look like you could use some entertainment” he smirked.

She slowly reached her hand out and grasped the pink ticket placing it in her pocket.

“Um, thank you!” She smiled.

  ~

“I left my payment on the table, keep the change!” the strange man hollered as he walked out the door.

“Thank you! Have a goodnight!”

She continued to wipe down one of the tables as her boss walked up to her.

“Hey, I got an emergency I have to go take care of are you comfortable with closing?”

“Yeah, that shouldn’t be a problem”

“Alright just call if anything” She nods and says goodbye while she continues to wipe down one of the last tables.

She tosses the used rag on the counter and walks to the back of shop to take off her apron. She sighs and rubs her face exhausted from what she believed to be a very long day. As she reaches for her purse she hears a bell and walks out front.

“Um sorry we’re closed” She shouts from behind the counter. Yet she does not see a single soul.

Strange.

Suddenly she is consumed by darkness, and she lets out a gasp. She feels frozen and that same chill runs up her spine.

“Shit” unsure of whether to move she stands still in the pitch black.

She takes a deep breath.

“This is fine this has happened before…I-I just need to try to get these damn lights on”. She scurries over to the fuse box practically ripping it open.

“Of course, it’s the damn breaker” quickly she switches the lights back on and lets out a sigh in relief. Suddenly she hears the same bell. Cursing herself for not locking the door. She turns around and lets out a yelp.

“H-holy shit you’re the guy from this morning” her doe eyes meet his golden ones. Before she can stare any longer her gaze moves up to his forehead and she gasps noticing the blood.

“Oh no, you’re bleeding- are you ok?” again awaiting a response she is only met with silence.

Until then a flower is brought into her view. She looks at it and then looks back up at him. His smile is slightly bigger. She grasps the flower and meets his eyes again.

“Oh, that’s so nice. Does this have to do with this morning?” He nods eagerly, the sound of the bells from his costume drown out the silence. She inspected the flower even closer, it appeared to be handmade from paper. However, the red paint still seemed to be drying as the flower appeared wet. Still, she accepted the sweet gesture and set the flower down beside her on the counter.

“Thank you again, very sweet gesture” a blush makes its way on to his pale face. She smiles in response and quickly diverts eye contact. She is unsure of her next move and is slightly uneasy from his constant silence. Although her uneasiness continues to worsen, she can’t help but detest the idea of turning him away.

He watches her intently as she bites her lower lip deep in thought. His smiles grows a little wider.

“Uh-you know what why don’t you have a seat at the counter so I can at least clean you up” he eagerly sits in front of her, bells jingling with each movement he makes.

She reaches underneath the counter for a couple of napkins and when she comes to face him again, she notices he is much closer than he was only seconds ago. She restrains herself from letting out a gasp and attempts to continue to ignore her uneasiness. Without thinking she gently grabs the side of his face to steady him.

She can feel him immediately tense up under her touch and as she realizes what she’s doing she quickly removes her hand.

“I’ am sorry about that, reflex I guess..” She uncomfortably chuckles as he continues to stay silent.

Staring with those piercing golden eyes.

She clears her throat and resumes, wiping the blood from his forehead. She notices the bandage from earlier is lifting and removes it as well. Her brows furrow in confusion as underneath the bandage there was no trace of the injury from earlier. She tries not to dwell on her thoughts and simply shrugs it off.

“Ok, good as new!” She smiles.

He rests chin against his hands and happily tilts his head to the side. A big smile and blush cover his face once more in response to the woman’s kindness. She smiles in return. He swiftly retrieves an item from his pocket and hands the young woman a ticket to the circus.

A red ticket.

“Oh! Thank you, but I have one!” she retrieves the pink ticket from her pocket and shows it to him. His smile fades and eyes grow dark. He takes the ticket, inspecting it and she can notice his whole-body tense up. She says nothing and waits.

He holds the pink ticket in front of her eyes. Quickly he waves his gloved hand in front of the ticket for it to become red. Her eyes widened and she chuckled in amusement.

“Wow, quite the trick” he watches her dainty hand grasp his red ticket, he takes note of the shade of blood red that is on her nails. His eyes glow a little brighter.

“Uh so is the whole no talking thing part of the act?” She finally questions hoping for an actual answer this time. His trance is broken from her voice and he looks up smiling.

“I can’t be seen talking in public” he quietly responds. She is taken aback as she was not expecting an answer due to his silence during all their recent encounters.

“Oh! So it is apart of the act!” She smiles.

“Indeed it is my lady. I truly appreciate all your help.” His smile returns.

“I am the Pierrot. It is a pleasure to meet you my lady”

“Scarlett” she replies sweetly. His eyes glow at the sound of her name.

Restrain yourself.

“I must say you don’t look like a typical Pierrot”

“Indeed my darling…we decided to modernize my look…my role however remains unchanged”

“Interesting, so are the other Pierrot’s quiet like you?” She can notice his body become tense once more.

“I am the only one who remains silent. Though I am the only Pierrot the others are Jesters…and Harlequins…” His smile faltered and eyes dark. She could hear the venom in his voice with the last words he spoke. She presumed this meant he did not get along with the others.

“However, I will make an exception when it is just the two of us my lady” his voice lighter and golden eyes glowing as he stares into her brown eyes.

“Um…well your secret is safe with me”

“Also may I ask what was with the red ticket?” the Pierrot perked back up and smiled.

“That was the incorrect ticket my lady” her brows furrowed.

“A fake ticket?” She questioned.

“Indeed, you wouldn’t have been able to enter my lady. You really shouldn’t be accepting tickets from strangers” She slowly nodded.

He inched closer as his smile grew wider.

“I can assure you I will make you smile during my performance” His head tilted to the side in glee.

“I can’t wait” she responded. A blush made its way onto his pale face again.

She looked at the time and cursed under her breath.

“I am so sorry Pierrot, I didn’t realize how late it was. I gotta close up” he slowly stood up and once again she was taken back by his towering height. She tried to avoid staring.

“Of course, my lady I understand. I would have arrived earlier but I did not want to cause you any distress”

“No worries at all. At least we got to talk for a little bit. Considering you wouldn’t have been able to answer earlier”

“Have a goodnight my lady” she watches his tall figure walk out the door. As if holding her breath forever she let out an audible sigh.

She scurried to the back and grabbed her bag and quickly walked out of the café, locking the door behind her. It was already dark out and the night sky was painted with many stars. She glanced up at the sky as she was drowned in the moon’s light. She let out another sigh as a lone tear made its way down her face. She dreaded having to go back home.

Shrouded by darkness, the tall figure watches her from a distance. He intently observes her innocent face painted in the moon’s light. His gold eyes glow brightly, and his smile grows so wide revealing his sharp fangs. His breathing heavy and uncontrollable admiring the beautiful woman in front of him. He felt intoxicated by her beauty and craved the feeling of wrapping his arms around her to be suffocated by her sweet scent.

But now was not the time.

Oh but she looks so delicious.

Hello my darlings,

So I actually had the guts to start writing my TFC book and I am so happy cause it's been so long since I have wrote this much in one sitting. I am pretty pleased how it's come along so far and I am pretty tempted to post it on here to share it with some folks who might care to read it. I am still finishing up the first chapter so please let me know...

~𝕽𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊 xoxo