Anne Knows Best

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Okay, this might be a little confusing, but I promise I'll clear it up. Enjoy.

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I was always a trouble maker, and no one wanted me. I was convinced from a young age that all I did was cause trouble. That I didn't have a place in this world.

At the age of four, I was introduced to a boy no older than me with sandy blonde hair, charcoal black eyes and an innocent glint in his eyes. Mother thought that introducing me to a well behaved child would curve my rebellious behavior.

We clicked. We became almost inseparable; however, instead of curving my behavior, I curved his, slowly sucking him into my spiral of rebellion, taking the innocence from his eyes. He accepted me and became my best friend, even though I was a demon; even though no one else wanted me.

I would make trouble with a mischievous glint in my eyes; he would walk behind me reprimanding me the whole time, but always sucked it up and made sure I stayed safe. When I would get busted for 'decorating' the town, he would always be there helping with the cleanup. Soon after, Avacci would join us in the town.

I earned the name The Shakespearean Demon and them the demon spawns.

The town put the blame on my parents, who on a night I was picked up by the police decided they didn't want me anymore, for kicking me out. I was accepted back into the home, but by force. They took me kicking and screaming back into the Ashwood manor.

One night, while taking a nightly stroll around the house, seeing as I was not allowed to go outside anymore, I saw a car light outside. I peeped out of the window and watched my parents as they stood by the limo talking and directed two men who loaded a limousine with heavy luggage.

"She was different from the beginning," said my mother. "At least her gift stopped showing."

"Who knows, maybe her rebellious activity is because she doesn't know how to handle her gift," said my father.

'What gift?'

"From the moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew we made a bad choice. No amount of money is worth bringing that thing in our home. Special or not," said my mother.

"Let's go before the demon wakes," said my father as he opened the door for my mother.

I opened the house door and stood at the threshold. I could have sworn my mother stared at me in the eyes before the limousine disappeared into the stillness of the night.

My night gown whipped around my legs as I slowly went inside the house and shut the door.

I went up to my father's study and rang Thomas.

"They left me alone again," I said solemnly when he answered.

"Don't worry, Avacci and I are coming for you," he groggily said.

"No, don't," I said. "It's too late. I'll walk over in the morning."

"Okay," he said. "Be weary of assassins."

"They left me alone to start a new life." I paused and let out a huge yawn. "They know I won't look for them. As they normally told me, Anne knows best."

"Okay," he said. "See you in the morning."

I hung up the phone and walked to my room.

'So they finally left huh.'

I climbed into my white canopy bed.

'It was only a matter of time before they realized that the only way they can get away from me is to run.'

I closed my clear light blue eyes.

'Even though I was never theirs to begin with.'

I evened out my breath.

'I wonder if they knew that I knew.'

And succumbed to sleep's hold.

'No one wanted me.'

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The next morning when I woke up, the phone rang.

"They're dead," said the voice of Thomas through the line.

 "Car crash," said a feminine voice what I recognized as Avacci's. 

'They tried to get away from their responsibility, something they signed for with their blood.'

"Oh," was all I said before hanging up.

Time to start living. After all Anne knows best.

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After that, Thomas' mother took me into the Lake Manor, where she accepted me yet again. For once I felt like I wanted. Like I was supposed to be with them. I wish I was given to her instead of them.

I wish the people who sent me here knew that I always knew best.

I wonder if they knew I didn't belong here.


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