(A/N Before we get to our story, I want to say thank you for reading my story, it means so much to me. Second, I want to have a little contest here, okay remember last chapter about the last sentence. Although I know the answer, that last sentence is the first hint, and i will be giving out several hints to see if you can figure out what is going to happen to Matilda.
Hint: Now remember, it begins with a cry
Okay let's get on with our story.)
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Chapter 2: A Living Nightmare
A couple hours after Matilda has taken a nap she rubs her forehead and looks around. On the looks of her upstairs window, night time has fallen. She gets out her phone, and frowns, she must of been more tired than she thought. The time on her phone reads nine o'clock.
She blinks, now it reads ten o'clock. She rubs her eyes, and now the time reads nine o'clock. She sets it down on her dresser, and walks downstairs. Was it just her that everything was dark. She flips the switch, the light doesn't come on.
She flips it on/off. She grabs a flashlight out of a drawer, and looks for the control panel in the basement. She flips the switch on, the lights in the house turn on as she makes her way upstairs.
She puts the flash-light down on the table. Something didn't look right.
The vegetables Ms. Honey was preparing earlier for supper has been untouched, the tea kettle lies on the floor with the water spilt. She picks it up, and puts it on the stove. Ms. Honey never leaves the kitchen unattended like this.
'Ms. Honey.' she panics. Where was she? she thought.
"Ms. Honey? Ms. Honey!" she calls but no answer.
She climbs the stairs, and looks in her room. Ms. Honey has not gone to bed. She looks in every room, and checks the laundry room. If Ms. Honey left somewhere she always left a note where Matilda would find it.
The fireplace. Matilda runs for the fireplace where Ms. Honey usually places notes for her to find, right where the chocolate box is.
Matilda checks the living room, but there's no note, and chocolate box isn't in it's place. The chocolate box has special value to Ms. Honey. It's missing.
Matilda sinks down on her knees. Nothing made sense.
First the lights were out. The kitchen was a wreck. No note was left. Ms. Honey is missing as well as the chocolate box.
Just then, Matilda hears a BANG! at the front door. She gets up on her knees real quick. The door was being banged on by something like a hammer trying to break through the door. Matilda runs up the stairs and hides in the corner, she fetches her cell phone to call the police but her phone is acting strange.
The phone timer dials changes from one hour to the next, she ignores it and tries to dial the police, but the call is cut.
The front door is forced open. Matilda couldn't believe her eyes. It's the Trunchbull with her hammer, and cannonball strings around her neck.
"Some rats are going to die today!" The Trunchbull recites when she tried to chase out burglars when it was Ms. Honey and Matilda in her house.
The Trunhcbull marches up the stairs, Matilda runs down the hall where there is a ladder that leads her to the stairs to the kitchen. She can hear the Trunchbull as she climbs down the ladder breaking into every room. "Come out and fight like a man!"
Matilda climbs down the stairs, but its a clutter, wasn't it clutter free a few minutes ago? She pushes the thought aside to make her escape through the kitchen door and get help. She trips on a little pot, and the mop falls on the floor causing all the other clutters of pots pans, and other stuff fall down the stairs.
Matilda recalls the Trunchbull jumping over the edge and race herself to the kitchen. Matilda quickly gets up, and turns the knob to the door, but it's boarded up.
"TALLY-HO!" the house shook like an earthquake, Matilda opens the door to the basement as the chandelier broke into pieces.
The basement door or window was her final hope to escape from the beast. Matilda races herself to the basement doors, but its chained up, after remembering how she escaped the first time, she looks for the small window but its boarded from the outside. Matilda tries to break the window with bricks she found on the floor. To no avail.
BANG! The sound of the hammer and the swinging cannonballs around her neck startles Matilda to hide.
Matilda hides in the corner under the stairs, the Trunchbull searches for her, Matilda's heart begins to beat as if the Trunchbull can hear it. Sweat begins to pour from her forehead down, her whole body shaking with adrenaline.
The Trunchbull sniffs the chain,"Ooh, fresh meat."
She turns around, the window is shattered. She picks up the brick and sniffs, Matilda gets up slowly to run while she is 20 yards in distance. With her back turned, Matilda takes a step, she climbs the stairs one by one, then luck was not on her side.
When she took a second step, the board creaked. The Trunchbull quickly turns around, she throws her swinging cannonball from around her neck barely missing Matilda.
She loses her balance, and falls on the floor. She crawls to a tight space by the corner where the doors where chained up. She screams in terror, and yells out as much as her lungs can carry out the air.
"SOMEONE HELP ME! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME! MS. HONEY WHERE ARE YOU! HELP!"
The Trunchbull picks up the swinging cannonball, she twirls it over her head.
"No one will come help you, not even your sweet so call teacher. You shall die for your actions!" she swings the weapon over her head one last time.
Matilda covers her head, and begins to cry."SOMEONE HELP! MS. HONEY! AH!"
The sound of her screaming fades as she comes out of her dream. She sits up, and looks all around her. The sun was beginning to set. She wipes the sweat from her forehead, and gets out her phone. Only two hours has passed.
She breathes a sigh of relief. The sound of footsteps startles her, she grabs her blanket when the door swings open. Its Ms. Honey.
Matilda gets up and gives her a hug."Thank God. Thank God. She didn't get you."
Ms. Honey faces her," I heard screaming, I was afraid-"
Matilda interrupts,"It was a bad dream, you were gone and I thought I-she begins to tear up.
Ms. Honey gets out a handkerchief from her pocket, and dries her tears,"I am right here. I am not going anywhere."
"It looked so real, I couldn't."
Ms. Honey shushes her,"It's over now, why don't we go downstairs and have supper. Let's forget what happened."
She nods.
She eats her supper in silence, and barely touched her chocolate from the chocolate box. Ms. Honey begins to worry, it all started when Matilda received the email 8 hours ago.
Matilda eats her chocolate, and gets up from the couch, just as she was about to head up to bed Ms. Honey calls for her to come back.
Ms. Honey removes her glasses, and wipes them with a handkerchief,"Matilda, if you don't want to talk about it, we can move on, would you like to tell me what you dreamt?"
If her body wasn't betraying her, she pretend she has not dreamt of the Trunchbull. It took her sometime to tell Ms. Honey what she felt, when her biological parents failed to give her the advice she needed when she had to figure herself from an early age, she learned the meaning when a person is bad, that person must be taught a lesson.
She knew she wasn't a bad person, she fought for herself when no one could help her. Since then, Ms. Honey is her family, and they tell each other everything, The last thing she wanted to do was not put her in that situation again with her aunt.
Matilda shakes her head,"It was only a dream. I thought I lost you but your here and that's what matters. I better go shower and be ready for class in the morning."
She gives Ms. Honey a quick kiss on the cheek,"I love you. Good night."
"Good night, and dream well."
She watches Matilda head up to shower and bed, she sets her glasses on the coffee table, and sips her tea.
Ms. Honey hasn't heard from her aunt since she disappeared without a trace. The bank accounts were no longer in Agatha Trunchbull's name, nor the house, nor anything. It was if it was never touched.
She remembers the day when Matilda used her powers to write on the chalkboard, 'I will get you like you got me'. Ms. Honey always knew deep down inside her Father Dr. Magnus Honey didn't commit suicide.
"How did she kill him?" she thought.
The police investigated, there were no known evidence, it was if Agatha Trunchbull used her powers to get what she wanted. Ms. Honey wished she had her Mother instead of her wicked Aunt.
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Flashback
Five year old Jennifer Honey woke up on a warm cloudy morning. The whole house felt silent. Jenny got up from the covers, and walked down stairs. Her father's Portrait hung on the wall like it always did.
She went into the kitchen to receive her breakfast, but the kitchen was empty, no breakfast meals were prepared. Not a single dish in the sink to be cleaned or put away.
Jenny knocked on the door to her Father's office. The door was open. Her Father was asleep on his desk. She smiled, she went up to him to wake him up, she shook him again and again.
"Wake up, Daddy. It's morning." Said Jenny.
Normally when she woke up her Father, he always got up, and gave her a good morning hug, but he did no such thing. He just sat there with his head down.
Jenny began to sob, his body felt cold and hard. She checked for a pulse, a thing her Father taught her if someone wasn't moving or breathing.
"Aunt Agatha! Aunt Agatha! she cried.
A couple of minutes later, the police arrived, and the people from the Mortuary came to collect his body. As small as she was, she listened in on their conversation on how could her father just die without an explanation. No further evidence was discovered.
"We believe he took his life. It's common when someone loses a spouse they do things without thinking of themselves and the people around them."
Jenny sat on the swing as they carried her father into the car. She never looked back. As small as she was, she couldn't put herself to believe he took his life.
How could anyone leave without thinking of his daughter and the life he could've had?
Later on, as if her Father never left her. She had this feeling something was wrong. It was if he was trying to tell her he never left her, but someone tried to make it look like he left her.
"I don't think Magnus killed himself." Matilda later said.
"Neither did I."
Flashback Over
Ms. Honey gets up from her chair, she turns off the lamp, and heads up to bed.
In her room, Matilda has gotten out of the shower, as she dries off her hair, she has her laptop on her bed messaging David.
-Matilda: After Exams tomorrow, we need to further investigate who sent me the message.
-David: Why can't we have the police investigate? besides they have access to social media
-Matilda: The police won't help because it doesn't prove anything but a prank from a classmate, since your a computer hacker, we can investigate and show proof.
-David: I may be a hacker, but I do have standards. We have known each other for awhile now, but I need to know why? Why do you need for me to hack into something I shouldn't know about.
-Matilda:It's a long story.
-David: To meet my standards, I have two. One, we've known each other for awhile, and you can trust me unless you want me to speak up. Two, if you give me a few details of this person, we will investigate first thing tomorrow after school.
Matilda is optimistic to type, but in order for her friend to help her, she must give him a few details on the computer, and the rest tomorrow.
-Matilda: She was teacher of mine, who used torture children of being children. This person deeply dislikes anyone whom gets in her way. I was five when she did this to myself, and my classmates from kinder-sixth at Crunchem Hall.
-David: Meet me tomorrow at my house. Bring your laptop.
Matilda exits out of her account. Tomorrow, if her theory was correct on the Trunchbull, she will defend herself. Although she may seem small, weak, and powerless, she was a stronger person inside.
As long as she had her Telekinesis. Nothing was going to bring her down.
(A/N Yes, David is a hacker. Will he be able to break through with his computer skills? We will have to wait and see. The flashback made me tear up as I wrote it.
Children have keen sense of memory, it must of been hard for young Jennifer Honey to lose her father, and how the police made a decision of how he passed away.
Ms. Honey has been through a lot, that's what Matilda and her had in common. They both had families who didn't appreciate how they should of, which the only family she had was Agatha Trunchbull.
See you next chapter.)