The Proxy and The R0s3

Chapter 9: Empty

{...sorry for being dead for 4000 years. here's a shitty chappy for you...]

Abby's P.O.V

I just stayed in my bed as the music flowed through my ears. I haven't come out of my room in a total of 7 weeks. There was no point in going out to a place I don't belong here. What's the bullshit of a sappy excuse are they gonna make up. '

You're special' 

'You're worth this and that'

 and more bullshit words they make up to make me feel better. 

I've also been in this bed for 7 weeks. The only time I got out of it was to take a shower, brush teeth and hair, get dress and use the restroom. Other than that, I've been here. being depressed and shit. The mansion has been trying to get me out of my room, especially Jeff and Ana, but me being the great friend I am, ignore them. They should stop trying to get me out of my new home. I also look dead. Skinner, pale, weaker and fragile. I curl up into a ball and try to let tears fall. 

I know my body been craving for a cry but it's so used to the wall I built in, that it's empty inside. I  continue listening to the song that was currently blasting through my ears until I got interrupted by banging on my door. 

Must be Ana and Jeff again. 

I sigh. They aren't gonna leave me alone until I open this door. I let out a small soft-hoarse "come in..."  as I shift my cold-dead gaze to the 2 figures that were currently standing at my doorframe.

They seemed to jump slightly when I gave them my cold-dead eyes. 

I slowly close my eyes and managed to take out my headphones. "...what do you want....?" my soft-hoarse voice managed to whisper. I sigh as they still didn't speak and only stared. I patiently wait for one of them to answer.

!~!(Ana)!~!

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before staring at her with my empty, grey eyes. "Please come out. Everyone is worried about you, especially Jeff and I. You've barely eaten and your pale from lack of sunlight. It's not healthy for you." I said. 

Her cold eyes bore into mine. She didn't answer, so I sighed at glanced at Jeff. He nodded and left. I looked at her and softly closed the door before leaning against the door crossing my arms as I gave her a dead look. 

"Talk." I said. 

"About what..?" Her soft, hoarse voice whispered. She avoided eye contact with me, staring at the floor.

I gave her a, "stop playing around," look. "You know what I'm talking about. Now, start talking. About everything. Tell me about how you feel and why you did this. Tell me why you think no one cares and why you're on your own. Tell me what can bring the old you back."

[abby's p.o.v]

I give out a little small smile at her and laugh a little. "Nothing can bring the old me back." I  switch my position and look at her. "Now since I guess this turned into a therapy session, I'll gladly tell you my feelings. I feel empty and this was simply my choice. And besides, I think no cares because everyone I get attaches to always betray me, so I make my distance." 

I stretched carefully as I yawn. "Besides, you out of all people should know where I'm coming from..." I smirk at her as I pull out a sucker/lollipop and start to suck on it. 

"Maybe it's my trusting issues. I don't know. Everyone feels like this in their lifetime. Hell, I'm pretty sure Slender sure did. So why is it a big deal with me?"

I then meet her cold eyes and smile a little.

 "You're even as broken as me, Ana. I seen it in your eyes that your hurt so it's no point of forcing me out of this big cage I like to be in. Almost everyone is trapped in a cage anyways so I don't see the big deal of any of this. To be honest with you, you shouldn't even waste your breath and time here, talking to me.."  

!~!(Ana)!~!

I stared at her, emotionless for a bit before my mouth started to twitch for a bit. "Stop acting like you know everything, Abby. Because you sure as hell don't." 

I spun on my heel and walked out the door, slamming it on the way. I don't get it. People always but into my life, automatically thinking they know everything about me. Well guess what? Nothing is as it seems, so stop assuming shit and just deal with what you know. Nothing. 

I continued to mutter angrily to myself about life and people. I stormed into the kitchen, slamming open the fridge and grabbing a heart, slamming the door closed. I bit into the heart, spraying blood everywhere. I quickly finished it, heading to the living room next. 

I flopped down onto a couch, spreading out my legs and arms. I closed my eyes, deciding to take a nap for an hour or two. It would seem nice. To have a good sleep ever since we got here. I took a deep breath and sighed, falling asleep to the sound of BEN tapping away furiously on the controller. 

[abby p.o.v]

 I only laugh lightly. She knows I'm right. I can feel it in my heart, but to be honest. I can careless. Soon and hopefully they'll give up and forget about me. 

I carefully get up from my bed, shivering when the cold hits me and I stand up. I slowly started walking to my mirror and see my difference. I felt tears starting to weld up in my eyes. I smile and blink, trying to make them fall. Did they fall? no.

I frown and look at the mirror as my eyes started to twitch. All of a sudden my eyes turn red and started hearing cracking, but I was too upset to even pay attention to it. I was too upset and hurt. I really did lost myself. Who is this person? I close my eyes and open them, noticing my eyes no longer red. I look around and my eyes widen. There were cracks on the walls, windows, and mirrors. 

I smile insanely and laugh. Who gives a fuck about who I am? If they no longer love me, I was honestly expecting that.No one can change me now

This is the new me.