Chapter 3: Imagination and Insanity. Is it all the same?

Chapter III

I opened my eyes.
It was very bright.
I pulled my arm to cover my eyes but it was tied.
I tried looking around but it was too bright.
There were noises.
Different sounds.
My eyes slowly adjusted to the brightness.
It wasn't really bright.
Just sunny.
I tried sitting up but being tied couldn't help too much.
"What the fuck." I said loudly.
The noises stopped.
"Hey guys, Anthony's awake." Ray informed.
I heard loud footsteps.
Then they were pilled around me.
Staring at me.
Like they were waiting for me to bite their heads off.
"What the fuck are you waiting for?" I motioned to my tied hands.
"Are you sure you're fine?" Jess looked at me.
Doubt was playing across her eyes.
"Of course I'm fucking fine. What the fuck. Take this thing off before I could create a contingency plan on how I should kill all you fucking bastards!"
"He's back." I heard Frank mumbled as he went to the kitchen.
They looked at each other.
"WHAT?" I barked.
Ray kneeled next to me and started untangling the cloth tied on my wrists.
I yanked it quickly and examined the red marks the cloth left.
"What the fuck were you guys thinking?"
I raised an eyebrow.

Then the next thing I knew, all of them were screaming at me.

Okay so everything was sorted out.
They needed to knock me out and tie me up so I can't hurt anyone, anymore.
I was acting 'strange' last night.
They said, I was mumbling something about an evil bunny.
I can't really remember much last night.
Except from what happened to Haley.
I winced.
Frank looked up from his newspaper and sent me an evil glare.
His nose was covered with gauge.
Apparently, he was the most victim of my tantrum last night.
I elbowed him in the nose.
"Shut up. Well, I don't know. Let's just say I was suffering from an insanity attack."
I touched my cheeks.
It still hurts.
"I'm sorry about that. I was just shocked that you were acting that way.."
Lana looked down as she pulled the chair next to Ray.
"Okay."
*Mental Note: Don't do anything that would shock Lana.
I folded my arms on the table and buried my head.
"Where is she?" My voice was muffled by my arm, though they knew what I meant.
"They took her corp—er, no. body—last night. They'll call us after they do the stuffs." Jason said quietly.
"Anthony." I looked up.
"Promise us one thing. Please, for us. For Louise." Jason looked down.
He looked away as, I thought, tears burst from his eyes.
"Just don't do what...she...did." He stood up and ran from the kitchen.
Lana followed.
The wind chime that hung on the front door made a small noise.
I breathed. "I love Louise."
I stood up and paced toward the stairs.
I stopped in front of a purple door decorated with pictures of teddy bears.
In the middle, six pieces of wood curved into letters were scrawled.
"Louise." I whispered as I twisted the handle of the door.
The windows were closed, though the rays of sunlight outside reflected on the white walls.
I looked around, white and purple.
I walked silently to the window on the far left.
After tying the purple curtains draped on the small window, I pushed the window up.
Fresh air blew my face.
Wow, fresh air in Jersey.
Lovely.
I heard a small yawn and I looked back.
"Daddy...” Her small voice said.
I smiled as I walked on where she was.
She sat up.
"Hey, princess." I sat on her small bed.
Purple sheets, purple pillows.
Like what her mom had when she was 15.
"Daddy," her small hands were balled into fists and she was rubbing it against her closed eyes.
"Hey baby," I wrapped my arm around her and she clinged on it.
I pulled her next to my chest and let her sit on my lap.
"Daddy, where's my mommy?" I flinched.
"You'll see her soon, baby. You will." There's a certain woe in my voice.
I know why.
I hugged her small form carefully cradling her.
I closed my eyes, remembering everything.
"Daddy, can we go to the park?"
"Why?"
She looked up from my chest and stared at me.
I felt a stab of pain.
Her thin brown eyebrows were curved into a frown.
Her flawless, smooth face.
Her deep baby blues.
Right there, I could swear I heard my heart shattering to pieces.
She resembles the love of my life so much.
Like God photocopied Haley's face and made it younger.
"Cause mommy, she promised we'll go to the park and play."
I looked into her deep eyes.
"Please daddy?" she looks like she's going to cry.
"Sure baby. Daddy will bring you to the park." I kissed her forehead.
Her frown melted and was replaced by a smile.
I felt a strong blowing force against my chest.
Like a whole has been punched through.
Her smile.
Her thin pink lips.
Her lovely dimples.
Haley.
"Thank you daddy." She took her tiny hands and placed it on my cheeks.
Her smile grew to a grin.
She leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose.
I took my nose and rubbed it against her nose.
She laughed.
I laughed.
I hope everything would just be like this.
I hope there's no nighttime where painful memories would comeback.
"You wanna come with daddy downstairs to see Uncle Ray and Frankie?"
She chucked at the sound of Frank's name.
"Fwankie-poo!" She said waving her miniature arms in the air.
I raised the arm that was free in the air along with her.
"Fwankie-poo!" We said in unison.