In The End
I hope you guys like this. I really debated on how to write this chapter so someone tell me what you think!
The flight between Boston where Hannibal King and Abigail Whistler had given their nine year old ward Zoë Sommerfield with her aunt, Kelly Sommerfield. It had taken King everything to give the little girl, his little girl, to the other woman. He hoped that they had made the right decision. Looking at the woman asleep next to him, her head resting on his shoulder. Abigail was his hero, savior, and the only thing that had kept him sane in everything they had been threw. Looking threw the window her thought back to before Abby, before vamps, before evil had made it's way firmly into his life.
(It starts with)
One thing / I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on / but didn't even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I tried
so hard
FLASHBACK
Hannibal King looked at himself in the mirror. Running his hand over is chin he grinned. Smooth as a satin. He'd have to remember to call Annie and tell her thanks for the shaving cream hint. He was a little bothered by the phone call from earlier. He'd been in Advance Chemistry so he'd missed Annie's message, "King, stay home tonight, I've got a bad feeling. There's been some weird things going on down here. Just, what am I saying of course your gonna go out. Mom said you got John Hopkins, congrads. I'm happy for you. Anyways, just be careful, don't go home with anyone and for god sakes don't bring them home. I love you Bubba. Call me if you get a chance." he'd have to see if he had the money to fly to Austin. Annie's call were becoming more odd and his mom had said she was staying out later and later. His door opened, Chris Ops, David Samson, and Scott Traps walked. "KING! LET'S GO!" Scott yelled. His roommate and frat brother was a blessing and a curse. "Yea lets go." Hannibal said walking out the door.
King sighed. His friends had died that night. Three of many that died when Danica was bored. His mouth had been the only thing that had saved him. He moved Abby's head looking into her beautiful face. "Thank you angel for saving me." He whispered kissing her forehead.
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
FLASHBACK
Nothing had gone right tonight. Abigail Whistler thought stalking threw the halls. Her MP3 player had died from lack of batteries and then the vamp had smashed it. Course he had to be dusted on shear principal. Pushing open the two heavy wood door she gasped at what she saw. Chained to the floor she saw him or at least what was left of him. He looked like one of those dogs the Animal Channel showed. Malnourished, ribs showing, spine showing, a sickly white color contrasting again the dark red dried blood that had drenched his blood at one time. Dropping to her knees she put his head on her lap. He opened his eyes, "Hey you fast food too?" his voice was cracked. "I'm gonna get you outta here." She whispered. " Don't make promises you can't keep." He'd passed out after that.
" My hero." He whispered kissing her forehead again then looked out the window.
One thing / I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so (far)
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end
You kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
Flashback
King looked at the cell phone. It had been eight years, how was he gonna explain everything to them. He picked it up and hit send. The phone rang for several minutes. "Hello?" he let loose a sob and spoke, "Mom?" " Hannibal? Hanny is it really you?" King could hear the tears in her voice. "Yeah mom it's me." He whispered. "Oh baby! JAMES! Pick up the phone it's Hannibal!" his mother yelled to his father. "Son? Hannibal?" King smiled at hearing his father southern draw. "Hey dad." He said. "Hannibal where have you been. Oh god it doesn't matter are you okay? Do you need anything? Where are you baby? When will you be home?" Stacey King was crying. Her baby boy was alive. Her family was complete. Broken but complete. "Stacey let the man talk." James King said. King smiled, his family was happy he was back. They weren't gonna throw him out. "I'm in L.A. mom, I'm fine, I don't need anything, I'll be home soon mom."
He looked at his watch, and moved in his seat. In less then an hour he'd be standing in front of his childhood home. All his brothers and sisters would be there, he'd finally see Annie again.
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There's only one thing you should know
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There's only one thing you should know
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
Hannibal stood in front of his childhood home he took Abby's hand and lead the way down the stone path to the front door. He could tell his brothers and at least one of his two sisters were here, Navigators, Mountaineers, Land cruisers sat in the drive. Opening the back gate he jumped as he heard, "SURPRISE!"