(⚠️ WARNING ⚠️: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS:
- HURTFUL MEMORIES
- SAD/ANGRY MAX
- SAD ABBY
- MENTIONS OF MINOR VIOLENCE
- MENTIONS OF DEAD FAMILY MEMBERS
- MENTAL BREAKDOWNS
- ONE OF THE TRAUMATIZING TITULAR NIGHTMARES
IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE, HAVE PTSD, OR CAN BE TRIGGERED BY THESE TOPICS (OR HATE THESE SIDES OF THE CHARACTERS, ESPECIALLY FAVORITES), SKIP THIS CHAPTER OR READ ANOTHER ONE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
[NOW CONTINUING...]
Mike's POV:
Max... What have I done...
It doesn't matter... I have no choice.
I pick up the phone and ring another person.
Me: Hey, it's Mike. I need your help.
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I sizzle some bacon. Not just for me and Abby. It's also... someone else.
I'm not sure how Max is gonna deal with Aunt Jane. That phone call proved she hated her, and me.
Abby: Is that bacon?
(Oh, here's a bacon for you, btw. 🥓)
Oh, it's just Abby. She likes bacon. Well, at least BEFORE this whole "ghost friends" thing.
She has pajamas. Great.
Me: Hey, why don't you, uh, get dressed, and then come to the kitchen, okay? I want to talk with you about something.
Abby: Okay.
And there she goes.
Not even one second, and I hear a doorbell.
Must be her.
I opened the door, and here's the so-called bitch.
Aunt Jane: Well, if it isn't my neglectful nephew, Michael Schmidt.
Me: Aunt Jane... come inside.
I step out the way and she enters. I sit at the dining table.
Aunt Jane: So! I've heard that here is Abby. You wanna give her up now, or later?
Me: Well, about that...
Aunt Jane: What?
Me: Do you remember-?
But before I can say Max's name and the fact that she'll take Abby, she comes out of the clearing... and there I saw Abby standing.
Aunt Jane: Wow, there's my favorite little girl!
Abby: *quietly* No...
She looks at me.
Abby: What did you do?!
Me: Abby, look, I think if you just sit down, we can explain it to you, okay?
Abby: Max was right... you WERE gonna give me away.
No, not to Aunt Jane!
Me: I promise you, this is NOT what you think it is.
Abby: I hate you...
I HATE YOU, MIKE!
And with tears, there she goes again.
Aunt Jane: Well, I-I think that went well. Now, what was that you were saying, Mike?
Me: Well, Max-
She takes out her nail sharpener and frowns.
Aunt Jane: Ugh! Don't remind me of that idiot. Useless.
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