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"Run," Annabelle whispered, so quietly that Andrew nearly didn't hear her.

He quickly jumped form the sofa and ran in the opposite direction. Maya just stood there, staring as he yanked open the backdoor and stumbled outside.

Even then, Maya did nothing. She just watched Annabelle with a confused gaze. Then, without another word, she turned and left the room in silence.

...

Zola sat down at dinner, staring down at the table in silence.

"How was your day?" Derek asked her.

"Huh? Oh good. Boring. The usual."

Meredith smirked slightly and took a bite of chicken. Derek had cooked it. Meredith couldn't cook.

Zola bit the chicken again and could barely swallow it as guilt rushed through her. She placed the fork down onto the table.

"I don't feel well," she lied.

"Come here," Derek said quickly, feeling her head and remembering how sick she was as a baby.

Zola pulled away. "Stop," she hissed, angry at them for being such good parents. "I'm going to sleep."

Meredith called after Zola as she stomped up the stairs and let the tears fall freely.

...

Annabelle had just sat there on the sofa all afternoon, staring at the wall in fear. She swallowed back the tears. Her mommy hadn't said a word to her all day.

Now it was growing dark outside and the back door let in cold air. Andrew had forgotten to close it.

Slowly, Annabelle stood, debating quietly to herself if she should just run outside now and get help. But she was too scared to do that.

The outside world was still a mystery to her.

She carefully walked down the hall and entered her mother's room. The door was wide open and her mom sat on her bed, staring at the wall ahead of her. She looked stricken with grief and tears were dried on her cheeks. The room was dark and the light of the closet was the only one on.

"Mommy," Annabelle whispered. Maya didn't budge. "Mommy," she said louder.

Maya's eyes slowly flashed to Annabelle's face and she gradually stood from the bed. "You didn't listen," she said, her voice one of panic and hysteria. "And now they are coming for you! We have to hide you!"

"No," Annabelle whispered, slowly backing out of the room.

Maya was quicker though, grabbaing her before she could fully leave.

"No!" Annabelle shrieked. "Mommy please!"

She squirmed around and Maya slapped her striaght across the face. Annabelle shrieked Maya threw her hand over her mouth.

"Shut up!" she warned.

Annabelle cried out against her hand and Maya threw a punch to her stomach, causing her breathing to come short and she gasped in hoarsely, tears pouring down her face as she fell forwards.

Maya threw Annabelle against a table and Annabelle hit her head hard, nearly going unconcious.

She felt herself being dragged back towards the basement, the cold, hard, dark basement, and she watched as the hallway spun around her. For a second, she saw a dresser, and with a quick shot of her hand, she pushed it hard, knocking a vase over. It landed on Maya's head, knocking her unconcious right as she opened the basement door.

The world went black.

...

It was twelve o'clock when Meredith finally came upstairs. She opened Zola's door and Zola pretended to be asleep as Meredith kissed her goodnight.

She opened her eyes and sat up as soon as the door quietly clicked shut.

"She's been acting so strange," Meredith's voice came from down the hall. "I don't think she really forgave us."

"She's just coping. Give her time," Derek sighed and Zola held her breath to keep the tears away as she grasped her duffle bag and her backpack and stood up, tip-toeing to her window that led to a tree.

"We're gonna be okay," Meredith decided.

Zola squeezed her eyes shut, sliding the window open as quietly as she could. "I'm gonna find your baby," she whispered quietly. "Your real baby. So you guys can be happy. I just cause you stress."

...

Anabelle's head was spinning and the hallway was moving in all directions as she slowly stood from the ground. Her nails were bloody and broken from clwaing at the table. She was bruised and she could feel a gash on her forehead. She slowly limped towards the front door and threw it open behind her.

She gasped in painful breaths and her feet made contact with the harsh concrete.

She needed help. There was someething wrong with her mommy.

The dark world around her was silent except for the occasional car rushing by.

Annabelle started across the street, panicking in this world that she barely knew existed. Headlights shown in her eyes and she screamed and ducked out of the way as a horn honked and someone shouted a word she had never heard before. A car drove past, just barely missing her.

She began to breathe heavily and limped quickly in her town, bloody nightgown, straight towards Andrew's house, where she had seen him go that first day through the window.

Annabelle slammed her fist against the door, crying hard as it finally opened.

A woman with braided blond hair and glasses and a big tummy opened the door and gasped when she saw the girl on her porchstep.

Annabelle saw Andrew standing behind the woman, mouth wide open, as Annabelle fell forwards and landed straight in the strange ladies arms, feeling slightly comforted for the first time in her life.

...

Maya slowly opened her eyes, staring up at the front door that was wide open, letting cold air from the night into the house.

Annabelle was gone.

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