The Afton family reunion | The Middle World

Chapter 5

Their reaction was as I was expecting, they cried, they cursed William and they hugged me tightly. I can understand their reaction and I also felt like cursing him, but I didn't. I stayed silent after I told them what happened after my dead. I was just tiered of hating and always being angry, I just want to rest. My mother looks at me and tells me "Sweetie, why don't you just go take a nap, you need to rest." I look at her and I smile, "I will mom."

When I finish saying that a ringing noise starts to sound all around us and then Maya starts telling us her message. She basically told us that in a few moments she was going to contact us, and we will be able to ask her any question we might have. When the message ended everyone in the room was quiet, we were all thinking. I didn't really need to ask anything, but maybe knowing where all of my friends are would be nice. Especially Charlie, we were separated at some point but I don't remember when nor where.

"When do you think Maya will talk to us?" asks my father. "I don't know," answered my brother. "Well it be impossible for her to do all the houses at ones," says my mother. "Well, actually mom she might be able to do that," I say without looking at them. "How can you be so sure dear?" asks my mother confuse. "Mom think about it for a second, she is able to teleport, she brought us here somehow and I wouldn't even be surprise if she was the one that created this world," I say looking at them seriously.

"You have a good point son, who knows what she can do, maybe we can ask her," answers my dad. Then as if she had heard us, the ringing noise returns and then we hear her voice. "Hello Gabriels family! How may I help you today?" "Hi Maya!" I say happy to hear her again. "Hello Gabriel how was the reunion with your family?" she asks curiously. "Good, thanks to you," I say smiling afterwards. "Nah it was more of you doing then mine," she responds happily. "But I wouldn't have had this opportunity without you," I say. "True, but in the end you had to be the brave one to come forward," she says not wanting to take any of the credits. I smile at that and then she continues, "Anyway, do you all have questions you want to ask?"

"Well I was wondering if you knew where Charlie lives?" I ask the question that I wanted to ask first. "You mean Charlotte Emily?" she asks back. "Yes," I respond confuse. "Well she lives in the house 3B," she response. "And how can I get there?" I ask. "The light path will always guide through the town, so just think of where you want to go and it will take you there." "Alright thank you!" I say intrigue about this light path. "Your welcome, any more questions?" she says happily.

"I actually have one," says my brother. "Shoot," she says encouragingly. "Did you created this world?" he asks. The room falls silent for a couple of seconds that felt like minutes. My curiosity really got me impatient I was even about to ask if she was still there until she finally responds. "Yes I created this world, because no one else would have," her voice felt serious and chilling it doesn't sound like her. "What do you mean?" I ask concern. "I cannot tell you all the information that you are requesting and I am very sorry of that, so I am going to warn you about this do not try to get dipper into what is going on around me and be carful not to break any rules," she says with a neutral and chilly voice. She didn't sound like the Maya I first met, she sounded like an empty doll that had no power over her actions.

Her voice send chills into my spine, I suddenly felt unease, and I had an urge to learn more about this mysterious girl. "Anyway I hope that I could help even if it was just a little, see you all around bye!" she sounded normal again, and that scared me more than what I heard seconds before. "Maya please wait," I say worried. "I am sorry Gabriel and remember your first reunion starts tomorrow," she say with bit of sadness in her voice. Then everything was silent and uncomfortable, my mother then spoke with a worried tone, "That girl sounded so much in pain."

I could only nod my head in approval; I was worried and scared for her. But I had an uneasy feeling that I couldn't do anything to help and that just made my mood worse. Then I heard a bark from a little ginger dog that I hadn't notice until now. "Oh that your pet Gabriel," my father said wanting to change the subject. I looked at the pet remembering that Maya had wrote that I would have a pet. "I guess that she wasn't joking," I whisper in awe and happily. "Did you say something dear?" asks my mom with the same curiosity as me. "Nothing mom, nothing," I replied letting the dog get on my lap. Somehow, I feel like she is trying to comfort me trough the dog and that just makes me smile even more.

"Thank you Maya and I hope that nothing really bad is happening to you," I think before starting to play with the dog. I play with it for hours and I would have continue if my mother wouldn't had told me that I needed to go to sleep. So I started to prepare for bed and my mother actually read me a bedtime story. Even my father let my new dog sleep with me, I felt more and more happy. When I was finally left alone in my room, I realized that this was all very real. My family is here, I am out of that metallic prison that at first thought it was a blessing, but it soon became a curse, and I can have a final chance to prove to those people that I do regret killing them.

Those people, they never did anything wrong to me yet I still killed them. Their screams still echo in my head, the feeling of blood on my metallic hands still hunts me and the worse was seeing their eyes foul of terror and emptiness. It always reminded me of how my murderer must have seen when he killed us. At that time that only angered me more, now I am a shame of that feeling. What rights did I have to be angry at my murderer when I was no better and I even dare being more angry about it.

Tomorrow I am going to see those kids again, and I am scared. They surely hate me or they will hate me when they realize that I was the one that murder them to no end. My heart became faster the more I thought about their deaths. Then I felt something soft on the bottom of my palm, it was my dog. It felt my distress and it came to comfort me, it started to lick my hand softly. I pet him, smiling a little, "Thank you bud." I whisper with a broken voice. It barked softly in respond and it came closer to me. I continue to path it utile I finally fell asleep.