A Child's Worst Fear

This is going to be my first play. I don't how it will turn out, but I wanted to try it.

This is a story of a girl named Annabelle, she's just six years old living in an abusive environment. The only light in her dull, oppressive world is her mother. That is until an unspeakable event ruins everything she has to live for. Her father in a rage murders her mother, leaving her alone with a monster.

Years pass and she meets Xavier Winters, a smart, kind, and cute piano player at her school. It seems fate had given her another ray of hope, and a chance at love after all the years she lived without it. Will Xavier help Annabelle learn to love again or will he be taken away as well? Or will he prove to be just another monster?

Find out in 'A Child's Worst Fear.'

P.S- Any movellians under the age of thirteen should not read this play, it contains sexual content and innuendos. I don't want this removed so please, be responsible.


5. Act Four-Drive,Beach,Kiss

Act Four-Drive,Beach,Kiss



Scene One:(Somewhere in California)

Intro-Xavier looked at the sleeping form of Annabelle and smiled softly, guessing this is the best sleep she's had in a long time. She was free in a sense and he loved her. He wasn't going to tell her that he was the one who called the cops, anonymously of course but he did feel guilty, he had promised he wouldn't. But she was so relieved when she called him. So happy. So this deception was okay, right? It had saved her life. Xavier drove through town and then out, until he came to Malibu to the beach. He had a strange feeling that Annabelle had never been to a beach, never been on a date, had never done anything faintly normal to teenage life. The sun shone brightly as if it were saying that it was on his side, and totally agreed that Annabelle deserved this, a perfect day, a day to be her, to be with someone that would never hurt her, someone that actually cared about her, He wasn't ever going to let that scumbag hurt her again, he wouldn't ever let him see her again. The only time he'll see her is when he's at his trial and she's testifying. The monster was going to jail. Annabelle was going to have a good life, a life she deserved.


Xavier pulled to a stop at the beach. It was September, but it was still warm. He parked the car and waited for Annabelle to wake up. He wanted to let her enjoy this, a blissful sleep that wasn't cloaked in the anxieties of her father beating her for something she didn't do. On the drive, before she fell asleep she told him all the gruesome details that she could remember. How he had killed her mother, beat her later that night in a drunken rage and as the years progressed so did the levels of the beatings and how long they took place. Xavier was disgusted at this news. God how could a father do that? Kill the woman he was sworn to protect, and then beat his daughter? What kind of monster could do that? He heard a whimper beside him, and saw Annabelle crying in her sleep. He gently shook her awake. Her bright green eyes shone bright with tears. Xavier took her hand and made small circles into her palm. He wanted her to know that he truly cared for her. That he was going to protect her.


Xavier: Hey are you alright?


Annabelle: Just dreaming about my mom.


Xavier: Was it a good dream? Or bad?


Annabelle: I'm not sure. Why are we at the beach?


Xavier: I figured you've never been.


Annabelle: How do you do that?


Xavier: What?


Annabelle: Know me better than I do myself.


Xavier: Don't know. I'm lucky like that I guess. Want to get out and walk on the sand?


Annabelle: Yes. 

(Xavier got out of the car first and went around and let Annabelle out. He grabbed her hand and they went out to the beach, the sand squished under Annabelle's feet and she laughed and let go of Xavier's hand and ran a cross the soft sand until she came to a stop at the water's edge. She felt Xavier come up behind her and she said,)


Annabelle: How did anyone ever believe the world was flat. Even from here you can see the curve.


Xavier: Well they just thought it was an illusion of the sea. Back then the sea was even more of a mystery than it is now. People don't understand what they can't see and they get scared.


Annabelle: Is it warm enough to swim?


Xavier: I don't know, put your feet in and see. (Annabelle crept closer to the incoming water and yelped in surprise of how cold it was. She jumped back into Xavier's arms and he ran with her all around the beach. Annabelle had never laughed that much since her fifth birthday party when her father was out of town. Xavier tripped over a stick and they landed in the sand, rolling down a dune, Annabelle landed underneath of Xavier, Annabelle snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him closer,)


Annabelle: I think Xavier Winters; that you're demolishing the walls I put up. I think after just one lousy day, I'm falling in love with you.

Xavier: I think Annabelle that I'm falling for you too. (Xavier closed the distance between them and kissed Annabelle for the second time that day. It was crazy, so crazy but they were falling in love faster than was possibly natural, or remotely normal, but who was normal and what really was normal?) Wanna dance?


Annabelle:(laughs) Yes! But what about music?


Xavier: We'll make our own.(He kissed again, and pulled her up out of the sand. He started beat boxing a tune and she began to sing. He wrapped his arms around her waist and began to sway. The sun was setting, and the stars were waking up from their slumber as was Lady Moon. Xavier had never been this happy, never had he met such a beautiful girl, who made him feel the way he did, as fast as she did. He loved her and would do anything to protect her. Anything even if that meant killing her father, because he would. Until he had to leave, he would protect her. Without realizing it, they had moved into the water, he held her hand in his and leaned down and kissed her lips, her eyes shining bright with happiness, for once her eyes weren't cloaked in black, she had the yellowed bruise on her eyes but it would heal, and never again would she receive another.)

Annabelle: Xavier, I want to thank you.


Xavier: For what?


Annabelle: For turning my father in.


Xavier: But I-


Annabelle: I know you did it, because I lived there for years and no one has ever called him in before.


Xavier: God I'm sorry I didn't want to break your trust in me its just that I couldn't let him hurt you.


Annabelle: Its fine, thank you, you've shown me that not all guys are bad. You've restored my faith in the male population. But I love you.


Xavier: Phew, I love you too.

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