Four Best Friends 2: A New Perspective

Chapter 3: The Missing Link

I woke up snuggled under the covers. My hands were pressed together like I was trying to grab something. I opened one eye then the other one. What happened last night? II only remember Foxy signing me out of the hospital.

I pushed the covers off the bed, allowing myself to get up. Stretching, I took a better look at my surroundings.  A plain white door to my right and a window to my left. This looked familiar....

"Bonnie, you okay?" I looked up at the now open door which revealed a brunette. My first thought was that it was Freddy, but he didn't look right. Something was off... 

I took a better look at the boy. He was staring back at me with small golden eyes. He was wearing a black shirt with no writing on it and red basketball shorts. His hair was all tangled up and fell down in braids. Again, he looked familiar but he was not Freddy. That was the one thing I knew.

"You don't remember me?" He prodded on. I couldn't say that I could, but I decided to play it safe. If this guy kidnapped me than I don't want to get on his bide side.

"Of course I remember you!" I insisted, throwing my hands in the air for emphasis. A small smile began to spread across his face as he approached me. He wrapped me in a deep hug that seemed to last forever. He nuzzled into my neck before breaking apart, a smile still clear on his face.

"I missed you so much!" Now small tears began to roll down his face. The kind of made his face look extra shiny. He wiped them off quickly with the back of his hand, probably trying not to look weak. That's what I didn't understand with boys. Why did they think crying made them look weak?

He suddenly placed his arms around my waist and lifted me up in the air bridal style. My wheelchair was a couple feet away in the corner of the room. He put me down in it and gripped the handlebars. I turned around to look at him but my attention swayed towards the window.

It was morning with the sun high in the sky. I couldn't see any people outside so yelling for help would be a bad idea. Well... That was a bad idea in general. There were many lush green trees spread around the yard and a white picket fence surrounded the premises.

"Do you want to go anywhere Bonnie?" His voice snapped me out of my thoughts and brought a slight smile to my face. It was just something about his vice that sounded so familiar! I couldn't place it, but it was on the tip of my tongue. 

I thought for a little bit to where I wanted to go. All the thoughts of escaping well... Escaped my mind. I actually really wanted to go to the park... I haven't been there in a long time. The last time I went was when I was with my parents.

"Can we go to the park?" I asked quietly. Once I started to talk once again he smiled and ruffled my short hair.

"Anything for you my sweet!" Something about his voice made me shiver. It was just so sweet and kind. It made my feelings for Foxy all jumbled up in my mind and they couldn't decide where to go. He placed one hand on my shoulder as he pushed my wheelchair with the other.

His touch sent shivers up my spine as I succumbed under the small pressure. Everything about him was just so... Warm. He pushed the door open and he rolled me into a different room. I found out that the room I was sleeping in was on the bottom floor of this house. The smell of bacon filled my nose and it was coming from the other room.

"Oh! I was just having some brunch. You slept until noon." His remark took me by surprise. I guess he saw me looking at the food. My lips curved down in a frown, but his still stayed in a smile.

"No worries! We can get something to eat at the park." He said warmly. Keeping his hand on my shoulder he steadily, and skillfully, opened the door. Behind it was a long driveway paved with cement. The fence I was talking about before had a black latch that was locked at the moment. There was also a small silver Toyota in the driveway.