Hey guys! So I bet you were all wondering what happen to Diddlebock right? Well, here you go!,

Febuary 25, 2015

St. Paul Medical Center

Bob Diddlebock laid in the bed, lifeless, motionless. He had indured so many hits and kicks from his son, that he was now on life support, and currently in a coma.

The sad part was,

nobody wanted to try to wake him up.

He had no visitors, people found out what he did, and as soon as he was healthy enough, he was headed straight to jail. The number one reason was for rape, then beating.

And Amy was the victim to all of them.

The door to Bob's room opened, and Gabe walked in, he was not there to apologize to him, he knew that Bob could hear in his coma, so this was his chance to let him know what he thought of him.

Gabe sat in the chair close to the bed, and stared at the man, who had bandages and wraps around his head, a horrible bruised laceration on his left cheek, and a wrap around his torso for several broken ribs, but Gabe didn't feel sorry for him.

That was nothing compared to what he did to his mother.

"Well, I'm here, I'm going to be honest with you," Gabe started, no sympathy in his eyes, or his voice, it was stern, just like when Bob spoke for Gabe to wake up.

"Number one, I'm not going to call you dad, you were never my dad, and you never will be. Number two, instead of putting you in a coma, I should have killed you. But I knew better than that, because my mom wouldn't of allowed it. Number three, you hurt my mom, again, so, after this talk, we will never speak, see, or hear of you ever again. You have been learned to not be trusted with anyone."

Gabe could tell the man could hear him, and he didn't feel bad at all, and he wasn't even done yet.

"My mother was just realesed from the hospital today, you know why? You. You knocked her down, she had to have stitches and she had a small fracture to her skull, all because of your stupid, idiotic mind. Do you know what I would have done to you if you killed her?" Gabe asked sitting up,

"I don't know what I would have done, no, I wouldn't have killed you, that might have been good though, because your going to hell." he smiled " Anyway, I would have done something to make you suffer, badly."

Gabe stood up.

"My mother is the best woman ever, that's why she is not married to you, she's too good for you. She is smart and beautiful, and you took that all away from her, because you were jealous."

Gabe walked closer to his bed.

"She will never be yours, ever in a million years." he leaned down by his ear,

"You can dream about her all you want, I don't care, because that is all you will ever see of her, you will never see Amy Duncan, ever again." he whispered the last part in his ear, and walked toward the door,

In that second, loud beeping came from his monotor, seconds later nurses rushed into the room.

"We're losing him!" one of the nurses said.

Gabe smirked at his father, and walked out of the room.

March 11, 2015

11:30 p.m. Mountain Time

Amy sat in the closet rolled in a ball, hiding behind her husbands clothes, she was silently wimpering as tears fell onto her pants. She could see the moonlight under the door shining through her window.

"Oh, Ames, come on now, why are you hiding from me?" the footsteps stopped in front of the door, and it slowly opened, Amy held her breath.

"I know your in there, now you can come out on your own, or I'll make you come out." Bob Diddlebock's voice was low, almost impossibly low as it rolled into the closet, and stabbed her ears.

After about five seconds, Amy felt a strangling grip around her neck, it lifted her out of the closet, and she was being held three feet above the ground.

Bob Diddlebock laughed, both of his arms were by his side, his skin was almost white, with a rusty color shadow under his eyes, his eyes where pure black, and his hair was messed up.

He had a big cut on his left cheek and bruises around it. His teeth were the color of his skin, and his toungue was blood red. He wore a ripped black t-shirt, covering up most of the bruises on his torso, but didn't hide the cuts on his arms. Blood rolled down his temple, like it was unstoppable.

Amy held her hands up to her neck, but felt nothing, she coughed and breathed in for air.

Right when she thought it was over, the force slammed her down on the bed, crushing the iron legs holding it up, and it fell the five inches, to where the box spring was touching the ground.

Bob Diddlebock pushed his hand out, and without even touching her, Amy couldn't move, the force was pushing her on the bed, and crushing her lungs. Bob gave another bone rattling laugh, and walked up to her.

"You want to see our family, Amy?" Bob asked smiling.

Amy shook her head but he grabbed her anyway. He first dragged her across the dark hallway into P.J. and Gabe's room, she looked in horror at P.J., who was at his young age of seventeen.

P.J. sat in a chair, his body lifeless, instead of blonde, his hair was black, blood was running down his face, and it lined his hairline, instead of blue eyes, they were black, and expressionless as he stared into her soul. His skin was pale, and he had the same rusty shadow under his eyes as did Diddlebock.

Next he dragged her into Toby's room, Amy cried to see the toddler sitting in the rocking chair, the chair was rocking all by itself.

Like P.J. he was lifeless, his black eyes staring at her, underlined with a rusty shadow, his black hair lined with blood as it ran down the bridge of his nose, his skin was pale too, and his lips were blue.

Charlie was worse, she was moving, her black hair lifeless against her back. She walked up to Bob and Amy, her black eyes staring Amy down, blood ran down beside her ear, and ran all the way across the line of her hair, the rusty color sticking out over her white skin.

She didn't smile as she spoke, "Mommy, why are you crying? Daddy is just trying to show you our family." it wasn't Charlie's voice, it sounded like a million voices combined to make one as it ripped Amy's ears.

Bob strangled Amy down to the basement, to see Teddy, the worst of them all, walking to her, her usuall bouncy hair flat, straight, and black. Teddy was fifteen again, her skin was pale, blood ran along her hairline too, almost the same color as the shadow under her black eyes.

She walked up to her, and drew her finger down Amy's arm. Amy cringed as she saw the line of her daughter's finger cut her skin, and start to bleed, she looked up at Teddy, who did the worst thing possible,

and smiled to her mother, to show off her red stained teeth.

Amy sat up in her bed, sweat rolling down the side of her face, her heart was pounding after she woke from her nightmare. She started to cry.

That was the fifth time that the dead Bob Diddlebock had gotten into her dreams, and ruined her family, in every dream all but Gabe and Bob were there, she didn't want to know where they would be.

Amy silently sat up, making sure not to wake her husband as she walked into Toby's room, to see the small boy looking up at her and smiling. "Hi, mommy!"

Amy smiled and lifted the small boy into her arms and sat down in the rocking chair in the corner of the room. His golden hair was glistening from the moonlight through the window. She smiled at his tourquoise, eyes, that mixed her blue and Bob's green together.

She knew that Toby had always had problems with sleeping, so she rocked him to sleep in the chair. When he finally fell asleep, she kissed his hair and sat him down in the bed, to that day, Amy was the only one who could rock him, and get him to do whatever she wanted by it.

She then tiptoed across the hallway into Charlie's room, who was lightly sleeping in her bed, snuggling with a book. Amy smiled at her youngest daughter as she closed the door.

She went into Gabe's room, to see his bed empty. She frowned then walked down into the kitchen, to see him sitting at the table, his back facing her. She walked up behind him, and ran her fingers through his hair. He turned around quickly to see his smiling mother looking down at him.

She sat across from him, and gripped both of his hands, smiling into his deep amber eyes.

"Mom?" he asked looking into her blue eyes, that stood out in the moonlight.

"Yes sweetheart?" she looked at him, her face expressionless.

"You could have died. If you died, I wouldn't have any parents, you are the most important person to me, and if you-" he couldn't finish before the tears fell from his eyes, afraid of what would ever happen if Amy left his life. Amy stood up and knelt down next to him, where her eyes were even with his. She stroked his hair as he cried, then he turned and looked at her.

"Honey, I promise you, I'm not going anywhere" he laughed and hugged his mother, he couldn't love someone any more at that moment.

Amy sat in her bed, staring at the ceiling, the light was shining through the windows now. She thought of a specific time when Bob Diddlebock had followed her and Bob on a date for her birthday, to a nice resturaunt. She was so excited for that night. It was her senior year, and Bob and Amy were named the cutest couple in school, that was the second time for Amy...

April 3, 1990

Downtown Denver

8:30 p.m Mountain Time

Amy smiled at her boyfriend, it was her birthday, and it was the best one so far. The sky had been blue all day, the air was a nice seventy degrees, and Bob Diddlebock, for once, had not followed her around in school.

He opened her door as she got out of the mustang, her black dress hugging her curves and shimmering from all the lights in downtown Denver. He held her hand as they walked down the street to the nice resturaunt they were eating at. She looked at the reflection in the glass and frowned as she saw Bob Diddlebock's car parked across the street from them.

Bob saw what she was looking at and walked faster into the doors.

The place was nice and dimmed, the tables nice and clean, covered with white tablecloths and black seats. And after a ten minute wait, they sat down at a table in the corner of the resturaunt.

"Oh no," Amy mumbled as Bob Diddlebock approached their table, wearing the uniform for the waiters.

"Hey, Ames," he said, giving her a look that made her nervous, and ignoring Bob.

"Can you please leave us alone!" Amy quietly yelled as he got out his notebook to write on. After taking their orders, he came back two minutes later with a Coca Cola and a glass of water.

He walked up to the table and sat the Coke infront of Amy and the water infront of Bob.

"Um, I had the water, and Bob had the coke," she gave Bob Diddlebock a faint smile as he started to switch them, but screamed when he "accidentally" spilled the sticky substance all over her dress. Bob Duncan stood up and walked to him.

"You did that on purpose!" he yelled.

Amy stood up, her dress covered in coke,

"Here, you should probably take that off!" Bob Diddlebock smiled,

and before she could react he pulled her dress all the way up, to where he underwear and part of her stomach could be seen. She screamed and backed away before he could pull her dress all the way off.

Most of the men stared at her, their mouths open, and their dates trying to get their attention. But Bob shoved Diddlebock out of the way, to reach his girlfriend, who was pulling her dress down, her cheeks red from all the guys staring at her, at least she was skinny, so for them, it wasn't a bad sight.

Before Bob ran after Amy, who had sprinted out of the resturaunt, he puched Bob Diddlebock square in the nose, and ran out of the place.

Bob finally caught up to Amy after they were a whole six blocks away from the resturaunt.

She turned around, her mascara making a line down both sides of her face, her hair was messed up from her running so fast, and she had ripped the bottom of her skin-tight dress, from pulling it down so quick when Bob Diddlebock had pulled it up.

Bob hugged her and they both sat down on a bench, he looked at her, and smiled at her innocent face that had tricked so many people.

"I love you," he said his heart pounding, they had never shared those words before, but he really meant it. He did love her, he had never loved someone else so much before.

Amy looked up into his emerald eyes, and he looked into her sapphire ones, and he saw her smile, "I love you, too," she said, her tears stopped and her smile was now present, forgetting about Diddlebock.

And for the first time they really kissed.

They had kissed before, but it was just a peck on the lips, or the cheek. Not passionate and loving.

Bob held her waist as she leaned up and kissed him, they both didn't pull away for ten seconds, then Bob smiled and spoke, "To make you feel even better," he smiled at her, "you are a really good kisser!" she laughed at him, and replied, "Thanks, I've been working on that!" she joked, and after staring into each others' eyes, they kissed again.

And Amy forgot all about Diddlebock.

Amy smiled at the memory of their first true kiss, then her memory faded when she felt the bed shift, and turned to see Bob staring at her, smiling.

"What?" she asked, laughing at his goofy smile.

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" he asked staring into her eyes,

Amy blushed, appalled by her husbands words, she really didn't think herself of that pretty, which Bob thought was despicable.

"Because you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," Bob said, he pulled her into him, and she smiled. Those words actually made her feel a lot better.

And just like that night, on her eighteenth birthday, she leaned up and gave Bob that passionate kiss, that she knew melted him.

When she pulled away, he had a smile on his face, "And Mrs. Duncan, to this day you are also the best kisser!" Amy smiled at him, and gave him and encore.

She loved him so much.

That was the end to this chapter! What did you guys think? Don't you agree that Diddlebock was a total jerk on Amy's birthday?