Gallant (REWRITING)

013

"Gallant"

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I shot up off the comfy surface under me to myself breathing in and out profusely. My head hurt somewhat, and the air was hot making my headache worst. I never really liked the heat. I was never very hydrated, so I got headaches easily.

After a moment of my heavy breathing as I calmed down just a little, I realized I was on a familiar bed. It was my own which was rather perturbed because I hadn't remembered how I had gotten in my bedroom. I grabbed the blanket that sat on top of my legs and threw it. It landed on the floor as I positioned myself sitting on the side of the bed.

"Wasn't I at the...?" I drifted off. My heart was beating rather fast and I couldn't seem to calm myself down anymore. I soon realized something rather important. My eyes widened and I felt like shooting up off the bed and running out my room, but I was to exhausted to do so and I knew that.

"Where is Mike?" I said with panic in my voice. "Where is.. Glitchtrap?" I closed my eyes for a brief second trying to remember anything, but I couldn't. "Did that sickening man do something?" My eyes began to water. This was too confusing for me to handle at the moment.

I shook my head side to side before slowly standing and wiped my watery eyes. For a moment I thought I was going to fall, but I catched myself before I could. Unexpectedly my stomach began to rumble rather lately and if someone was with me I'd probably get really embarrassed. Fortunately there wasn't.. well hopefully. I felt quite paranoid, so..

I'd have to find out what happened. I'd have to go back to that... place to find Mike. Hopefully nothing happened to him. I trembled at the thought. I didn't want anyone else killed because of me. I'd probably drown myself more in the guilt I had already felt with Avery while adding the guilt of Mike being killed. I really am so stupid aren't I? Too, for this all to happen because I couldn't control myself and decided to listen to him. Or maybe I was just trying to make up a reason for my stupidity to make myself feel better. Yeah, that was it. It had to be.

I really wanted to break down crying right there, but I didn't. I needed to stop being such a baby. I would never be able to help anyone if I was so focused on pitying myself.

I steadily walked towards my bedroom door and placed my hand on the doorknob. I hesitantly opened it and walked out before noticing the light downstairs was on. A dreaded feeling made it's way throughout my body, but I decided to check it out. How dumb, right? This is how most people get killed. They always decide to investigate.

I pushed those thoughts aside and quietly tiptoed down the stairs whilst I leaned on the railing. The first thing I noticed was the TV on. I realized that a kids show was on. If someone really had been in my home why would they have my TV on and have it on a kids show? As I reached the ending of the stairs, my question seemed to be answered because my eyes then landed on a familiar looking child..

It couldn't be.. could it?

"A-avery?" I gasped loudly before calling out to the child sitting on my sofa comfortably watching TV.

The child turned to me. "Oh! Hey sissy!" Her voice sounded so real, like it was really the child I had gotten kidnapped and killed. I backed away almost tripping on the first step out of shock. "What's the matter?" She asked worriedly.

How could that be? She was dead. I saw her body, her... corpse. It was just so unbelievable that I couldn't help the silent tears from falling. I cupped my face around my mouth and let out a confused sob. Just... how?

"Is it really y-you?" I hesitantly asked with a stutter. After uttering those words she cocked her head to the side. She was confused.

"Yeah, of course it is! You're so silly." She giggled. "Why wouldn't it be me?"

What the hell was going on?

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Wow. So, here is chapter 13 after so long! I am terribly sorry, but, anyway I really hoped you enjoyed this rather (in no doubt) confusing chapter. I definitely enjoyed writing it. Haha!♡