Annabell 'Forgotten Proxy'

Chapter 9

Gaven was alone in his room looking at pictures of his wedding. I knocked on the door and then walked in before he could say anything. “How did this happen?” Gaven asked

Toby had walked in behind me. “Jane killed Zoey so she could pose as your wife and sneak into your lives without notice. But when I showed back up I knew instantly that it wasn’t her and it foiled her plan. She was working for the man that murdered both your parents and, well me.” Toby explained.

“I’m sorry Gaven. I didn’t even realize it.”

“It’s okay. I knew something was different about her. If you guys don’t mind I’m going to take a nap.” Toby and I walked out of Gaven’s room and into my bedroom.

“Why is all of this happening to me?” I asked Toby.

“I really don’t know, but I hope you know that if it wasn’t for your dad you would be dead right now.” Toby paused. “And I’m sorry to say but I probably would have been the one to kill you.” He admitted.

“I would have ran that day if I thought you guys were really going to hurt me.” I admitted. We smiled at each other and laughed.

I walked into the laundry room to get Toby’s cloths out of the dryer. I took the cloths back into my room and handed them to Toby. When I walked back into my room he was laying down on my bed looking up at the ceiling. “Do you ever wonder what it would have been like to fit in?” He asked.

“No not really. Why do you ask?”

“When I was little I would always get nervous about going to public places, including school, because of my turrets syndrome. My sister was one of the most popular kids at school, I admired her for that. She always influenced me to be myself, but no matter what I did people would still make fun of me. My dad wasn’t much help either. He was always abusive to me, and he never bothered to pay attention to me. I didn’t really have much of a father figure. I guess I’m just trying to say, if my father would have been there for me, maybe I wouldn’t have ended up being such a bad person.”

“You’re not a bad person Toby.” I said trying to cheer him up.

“You don’t have to lie Annabell. You know I’m a bad person. And if anything you’ve made me a better.”

“Do you really think I’ve made you a better person?”

“Of course I do. If it wasn’t for you Hoody and Masky and no telling who else would probably be dead right now.” He admitted. I smiled at him. I was happy to be the good side of Toby. I laid down in my bed next to Toby.  We were holding hands both looking into each other’s eyes.

We were both so different yet we were the same, we were one. I was nothing without him, and he was nothing without me. Together we could do great things. Our lives were like the beauty and the beast. We wanted nothing more but to be together. If he had to stop killing to do so, he was going to stop. If I had to start killing, I was going to do it. There was no tearing us apart.