Caroline Cross? nah, Caroline Ray

if you don't like me, it'll kill me.

I was sitting in the middle of the floor in the hallway as my parents scrambled to hand me different items, each of them I didn't want..blanket, teddy bear, random plush doll.. "no, no, no!! NO!" I started screaming, my sister must've just gotten home, I heard her telling my mom to look for my sunglasses, Lexy crouched down beside me and tried to remain composed, she put her hand on my shoulder but I quickly smacked it away, I hated being touched when I was upset, let alone being bombarded by my parents..just LEAVE ME BE! you know?

"Care, what is it you want??"

"I want chucky! Chucky is my best friend! I WANT CHUCKY!"

Lexy gave me a knowing look, and left the house, I pulled my hair and screamed, when my mom tried to touch me in some attempt to comfort, I quickly got up and ran upstairs to my room, slamming the door and locking everyone out, i calmed down somewhat after about an hour..I was getting depressed as halloween passed and chucky hadn't visited me yet..i was starting to think i freaked him out and that he didn't wanna be around me anymore, it made me feel empty, the only person who gave me some hope didn't like me, I can only imagine what I did wrong..

did I stutter or stammer when I spoke? Did I say something wrong? Am I just that unlikable? I was getting too into my thoughts, I looked around my room, my pretty pink and white calendar read 'November 4th', it had been too long, He didn't like me, he couldn't like me at all. I must've done something wrong, I do everything wrong.

I have no friends at school, my family thinks I'm weird, and I'm all alone. I don't want to be alone, it hurts. I want this to all go away, maybe I can make it all go away. I got off of my bed and rummaged around my organizer drawers, my organizer was pink and covered in butterfly stickers. I like butterflies, they're delicate, and don't scream. A butterfly wouldn't scream if you ripped it's wings off, I like butterflies..easy targets. But that's not where my focus was, I found a pair of scissors, my mommy didn't believe in safety scissors, she thought they were a waste of money.

'My mouth, my mouth is the problem, I never know when to shut it, and when I open it I only say what drives everyone away.' I thought to myself, tears rolled down my cheek as I opened the scissors and opened my mouth, I lined the matching blades up with my tongue, I closed my eyes so I wouldn't think about it that much..before I could..

..I heard a knock at the door, a few of them. I brought the scissors away from my mouth, closed them, and put them away. I practically flew downstairs, I knew who I wanted to see.  I opened the door and saw Jake holding chucky, he backed away from the door and smiled at me, i didnt care for him though, i looked at chucky.

"chucky?? chucky!" It was verbatim to what I said when I saw him on halloween, I ran over to Jake but not for him..I just took chucky. My sister followed me out to see what the noise was all about, and why I was squeeling like some type of a boyband superfan, she fixed an annoyed expression at Jake but it quickly turned to curiosity as she faced him.

"She can have him..?"

Jake looked down at me, a slight smile on his face. "Yeah..she can."

I bounced around happily, in circles too as I squealed, hugging chucky close to me. I couldn't contain my excitement one bit, I finally had been reunited with my best friend for what I hoped would be forever and ever, I don't think I'd be sane if I was ever separated from him, I'd get too sad..and hurt myself. I ran inside the house while Jake and Lexy continued their short-lived small talk and I ran into one of the tv-rooms of my mom's big house,

"what should we watch, chucky?? I wanna watch westworld." I asked cheerfully as I set him down on the little plush couch beside me, my mom got me this couch for my birthday 2 years ago, it's soft and brightly colored, I love it. I hope chucky does too, I sit beside him and await his response.

"Eh, put on the news, I gotta see what all's been goin' on since I've been dead, and life's too short to miss the details."

After hearing him, I changed my mind and put whatever he wanted on for him, I really did wanna watch westworld though..but whatever he wanted always came first.

"Wait- wait..you died?"

"Yeah! Forever ago! Way back in the 80s.."

"Jeez..you're old, chucky."

"Ah, thanks. Appreciate it, kid."

"No- I'm sorry..I didn't mean that I'm really sorry."

"Hey- calm down..I'm joking, okay?? You were too, I get it..didn't hurt my feelings, Caroline. That takes a lot."

"Is your name even chucky, then? Or is that just what you go by because when you died you forgot yourself.."

"Chucky is..a resemblance of my name, my full name is Charles Lee Ray..but you don't get to call me that, ever. Understood?"

"Yeah, sure..but I like your name. It's spooky."

"Thanks, I like the name 'Caroline' too..say, where's your sister at now?"

Lexy almost on cue walked into the room, "Caroline, what the hell? I thought you wanted to watch westworld.", "Chucky says life's toooo short." I emphasized 'too', and didn't even look at her, I only looked at the tv with a blank stare and with very little tone in my voice. "Whatever.." Lexy muttered as she left the room,

I looked at chucky as he got up and went into the hallway to find lexy, eventually I heard some of her friend's voices as they came from outside and into our home, I didn't like having people over, too noisy and too invasive.. "where are you going, chucky?" I asked quietly, to no response from him whatsoever.. I waited for him to come back and watched the tv while i waited..

"Caroline, come get your stupid doll."

I shot up from the little couch and ran into the main hallway, "there you are!" I smiled and picked him up, Lexy leaned down to my level since I'm noticeably shorter than her..thus meaning she'd have to do that if she ever wanted to talk to me, it was the only way she'd get through to me.

"You aren't going to tell mom and dad about our friends coming over for a bit are you?" Her tone was a bit condescending, I'm. Not. Stupid. And I'm not naive, why does no one get that?

I nodded my head with a meek smile on my face..those people were definitely HER friends..not mine. Chucky was my only friend, the only friend I needed.

"It'll be our secret, okay? Cross your heart.."

"Cross my heart." I matched her motions and crossed my fingers over my chest just like she did, I then ran upstairs to my room again holding chucky.."I wanna show you my room, chucky!!"