A Toy Friend's History (A Poppy Playtime Story)

Mum (12)

Narrator

The next day, you woke up with your nan and Troy's parents forcing you and Troy to go to school the very next morning because of last night.

"But Nan-!"

"Do not 'Nan' me young lady! Your mother is very sick and you're roaming the factory and getting away with it?!"

This kinda shocked you. Nanny Delaney has never shouted at you in such a manner before.

"Troy told the cops the truth though!" you shouted back.

Your nan went quiet and ordered you to sit on the sofa next to you, as you cuddled up to her miserably.

"Listen.. I know you. I know Troy lied to get you two out of the trouble and- I am proud I'll admit it, but.. did you go in there to find out the truth?" Nanny Delaney asked as she wrapped an arm around you.

"Maybe.. we just came up with a weird theory about the rejected toys."

"Oh really and what was that?" nan asked.

"Well Kick-Me-Paul is a rejected toy, but why is there multiple copies of him? Most rejected toys in the factory have only one copy like they should!"

Your nan laughed a little, "Honey Kick-Me-Paul was a rejected toy indeed, but they brought him back and changed his name and then rejected him again."

"Oh.." you looked up at your Nan before giggling with her again.

...

Reader's POV

At school, me and Troy was sitting in a corner, where we normally skipped class. The rumours at school came back as soon as I entered. The kids thought I skipped two days of school with Troy because of Gracie. Stupid. No one knows  the truth.

"I miss mum.." I started to say and Troy hugged me gently.

"I know- wait! Have you visited her yet?"

"Uh.. no I haven't. Nan would probably allow me today actually."

"You should ask!" Troy replied as the school bell rang for 3rd period.

I sat in my seat next to Troy at the back while whispering like usual.

"Oh Y/N- I thought I should give this back to you by the way," Troy handed me the walkie talkie I gave him yesterday incase we got split up.

"You can keep it! We could communicate without phones that way!"

"Are you sure?" Troy asked.

I nodded my head in reply before the teacher spoke up.

"Troy and Y/N, do you need to tell the class something?"

Troy replied, "No sir. What's up?"

The class started snickering, while Mr Warrington just rolled his eyes and groaning, "Please can you two-"

Just as Mr Warrington was going to ask us to step outside, Ramona (the TA) spoke up as she entered the classroom.

"Uh.. sorry sir, but Y/N needs to go for something important."

Me and Troy looked at each other in worry.

"Do I need my coat and bag miss?" I asked.

Ramona walked up to me and Troy and whispered, "it's about.. your mum. I'm so sorry."

Troy looked at me in sorrow as I started to feel myself panic inside.

...

Narrator

You arrived at the hospital after getting picked up by your nan. You took the elevator up to her room with Nanny Delaney.

When you got into her room, you looked around. The room was plain white with a beautiful view although your mum looked worse than usual. She had very dark eye bags and her eyes couldn't even open that well. She had sort of slurred speech and very slow movement.

"Mum?" you sat up on her bed and looked down at her in worry. Nanny Delaney stepped outside, she sounded like she was tearing up just as much

"A.. m.. uh.. sw..swee..tie," your mum whispered in a very sore voice. She could barely talk.

"Mum? What's going to happen to you?"

"N..not..go-..goin..going..to..to..die I-I.. promised t-the.. chil-ch..children."

"Mum?!" You didn't understand what was happening. Her eyes looked distant. You put your ear closer to her so you could hear.

Your mum whispered in a shaky voice, "I..l-love..yo-..you."

You started to cry as you rested your head on her chest. You listened to her heartbeat in silence, while watching the heart beat monitor. 

It went up and down, up and down before making a huge beep noise and turning into a straight line.

"Mum?!" you yelled as your nan entered the room. She covered her mouth in shock and started to cry with you. She got a box of tissues and dabbed her eyes and then yours.

You realised your nan cutting some of your mum's hair in a miniature bag for you to remember her.

"Here.. sweetie.." your nan gave you the bag, while you stuffed it in your pockets.

The doctors and nurses entered the room in silence, "I'm so sorry for your loss."

...

As soon as you got home, you rushed upstairs while your nan called Troy's parents and others to notice them.

You just continued crying in your bed until your nan came upstairs and hugged you tightly.

"Honey.. I'm sorry.. I'm so so sorry this happened. I will give you her clothes and makeup don't worry.. I-" Nanny Delaney tried to hold back tears. "Do you want counselling?"

"Counselling?"

"You know.. to talk about your mum- I promise it's not going to be easy to get through and you may need support in every way-"

You interrupted, "What about you? Wouldn't you need support?"

Nanny Delaney started laughing while dabbing her eyes softly with her tissue, "I'll be fine. Don't worry about me."