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.

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4. Act Three-Papa(Continued)

Act Three-Papa(Continued)

 

 

(Annabelle Woke up actually happy for once. Dolly sat up on the shelf, a place she hadn't been in ten years. Annabelle got up to dress herself and to make her father breakfast. Annabelle, planned on asking her father about going to the dance with Xavier over their only meal eaten together. Nervously Annabelle descended the stairs and found that her father had been handcuffed on the floor, and police sirens were wailing. How on earth had she not heard anything from upstairs? OR seen the flashing lights of the police cars? Annabelle came to a standstill and looked around at the officers milling around her home. They hadn't noticed her, so she went back upstairs and logged into her Sociobug page and texted Xavier.)

 

Annabanana57: OMG!! My father is being arrested! 

 

XavierthePianonerd: I had nothing to do with it. I swear.

 

Annabanana57: I know, you promised you wouldn't. But I don't understand why I didn't hear anything going on.

 

XavierthePianonerd: Do you want me to come over?

 

Annabanana57: If you wouldn't mind that would be great.:) You're such a good friend!

 

XavierthePianonerd: I'm not friend-zoned am I?

 

Annabanana57: No, you have a chance.

 

XavierthePianonerd: I am enlightened! I have a mission!

 

Annabanana57: Am I that mission? ( Annabelle hesitated on the enter key, to send this would really test the so called love that Xavier had for her. Did she want to risk it? Her finger twitched and the familiar *ding* of the message being delivered echoed in her ears. Oh no.

 

XavierthePianonerd: Yes, you happen to be the Mission o' Love. :)

 

Annabanana57: I'm glad:). <3 Bye c u soon.(Annabelle logged off and returned downstairs. Finally the day that her father would get what he deserved. The officers were still meandering around, probably waiting for her. She made her entrance and placed her things on the counter which consisted of her laptop, sketchbook, and paper back of 'Romeo and Juliet'. She turned slowly to face the officer closest to her and simply said)

 

Annabelle: My father's been arrested?

 

Officer One: Yes. You don't seem too surprised.

 

Officer Two: Has he done anything to you?

 

Annabelle: Yes, he abuses me everyday the exception of last night, and I witnessed him kill my mother ten years ago. What did he do?

 

Officer One: Nothing that serious. We're going to have to er change the warrant. Search the premises while I call the judge. Do we have your permission?

 

Annabelle: Of course. Anything that could discriminate my father is yours to take.

 

Officer Two: How old are you?

 

Annabelle: Seventeen. Or I will be tomorrow.

 

Officer One: In a state such as ours living by yourself at seventeen is acceptable, and there would be no point in putting her in the system.

 

Officer Two: Yes of course. We'll help you as much as we can.

 

Annabelle: Thank you you're both very kind.

 

Officers: Thank you much Miss?

 

Annabelle: Annabelle.

 

Officer One: Thank you much Miss Annabelle. 

 

Annabelle: Would you like some coffee? I have a friend coming over, he likes coffee.

 

Officer: No thank you.

 

Officer Two: Yes we must be going now.

 

Annabelle: Have fun. (The officers left the kitchen and Annabelle continued to make the coffee she had mentioned. The sound of Officers questioning another person peaked her interest and she heard Xavier's familiar voice. She hurried out to rescue him.)

 

Annabelle: Sir, this is my friend, its okay.

 

Officer Four: Alright. Don't touch anything.

 

Annabelle: Come on Xavier, we can go up to my room.( Annabelle grabbed Xavier's hand and gathered her things and went up the stairs. Xavier was quiet for the most part, he looked stunned that someone had turned him in. Who else had seen Annabelle's face yesterday? Or was this unrelated, was he in a gang? No he's too drunk for that, sex trafficking? No, the police said it wasn't too serious. Drug dealer? Thief? Traitor? It hurt her head to think of what wrong her father had committed so she just stopped and turned that part of her brain off and focused on Xavier.)

 

Xavier: My God, Annabelle, how are you taking this?

 

Annabelle: I'm fine. I've been waiting for this since my mom's murder. I'm happy. For the first time in her life, Annabelle could look someone in the face and say 'I'm happy' without looking away or start to cry, because she knew it wasn't true. She was honestly happy.

 

Xavier:Good. If you need anything, anything at all call me...okay?(Xavier pulled her to him, and engulfed her into a bone crushing hug, that sent happy shivers up her spine. She hugged him back. She let her head rest in the crook of his neck and she inhaled his already familiar sent. For a guy he smelled like lavender, sunshine, and the familiar husky smell of a teenaged boy. She let a tear escape her eyes, she wasn't sad, she was finally not under a constant rain cloud, and the lightening and thunder being the abusive relationship she had with her father. She could finally let herself sing into the sunshine, and wipe away the many layers of make up, and wear short sleeves, erase the ludicrous notions that she was 'Emo' a loner, or an 'attention whore' she was none of those things. Well she was a loner, but by choice.)

 

Annabelle: I know Xavier, I know. (She mumbled into his shirt. He lifted up her face so she starred into his eyes, he leaned slowly closer to her, she closed her eyes and welcomed the kiss that was sure to meet her expecting lips. The feeling of being kissed for the first time after so long of being unloved and unwanted felt like a million fireworks going off inside of Annabelle. Like a million birds being released into the night from a cage, like free falling into the ocean and being caught by a million clouds and angels. Annabelle finally felt loved.

 

(Xavier released her lips reluctantly, after a bliss filled four seconds. But only because there was a knock on the door. Annabelle disengaged her arms from around his waist and went to open her bedroom door.)

 

Annabelle: Yes officer?

 

Officer One: We checked everywhere but here. Hello sir.

 

Annabelle: Of course. I have a collection of make up to cover the worst of the bruises on my face. And you can take my diary. I've kept it since I was six, it documents everything. Oh and this is Xavier Winters my er...

 

Xavier: Boyfriend. I'm glad to meet you.

 

Officer: Yes, thank you for your help. What's this?( The officer held up Dolly, and Annabelle's breath caught. Dolly was the one who got her through everything.)

 

Annabelle:That's my doll. I've haven't slept a night through without her. She was the last thing my mother got me before that night. 

 

Officer: Are you the girl who sent that note tucked into the bra of a corpse?

 

Annabelle: My mother? Yes. Why didn't anyone come help me? I was six years old. I've had my bones broken, my face bruised up countless times, and my arms and legs sliced with various objects.

 

Officer: Did your father ever sexually assault you?

 

Annabelle:No. It wasn't like that, it was more like I looked like the woman he killed and wanted me to look less like her.(Tears slipped through her walls and she sat on her bean bag chair.) Do I have to testify in court?

 

Officer:If you want him put away yes.

 

Annabelle: Alright, if that's all you need, keep me posted. You have my diaries, and whatever else you found.

 

Officer: We found a tape, and on that tape he was raping a girl, you actually. You seemed to be asleep.

 

Annabelle: What no, no he promised he wouldn't! He promised me if I didn't turn him in, he promised that if I didn't ever tell anyone he wouldn't do that!(Annabelle started yelling and crying. Xavier came to her side and she collapsed into his arms.)

 

Xavier:Perhaps you and your men should leave the premises now.

 

Officer: Yes of course. If you need anything, we're just a call away. (Annabelle didn't look up, she just kept crying into Xavier's neck holding her Dolly close to her heart. The door closed and Annabelle looked up again.)

 

Annabelle: Xavier, I need to get out of here.

 

Xavier: Alright. Come on.(Xavier helped her up and he led her to his car. She buckled herself and waited for him to start the car. The police car carrying her father passed by and he had his head hung low, so she couldn't see his face, that awful hideous lying face.)


End of Scene, End of Act

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