Chapter 6
I was on my way to the Hospital to see Abigail. They put her in a hospital for women who have gone through emotional and psychological events. I am going with Will, I did not know if Hannibal was going to be there. We pull into a parking spot to see Hannibal getting out of his car. I smile and get out of the car. Only to have an annoyed look on my face Freddie car is here. Which means that she is trying to get Abigail to tell her story. I know that Freddie will try and succeed in twisting Abigail words. If she decides to speak with Freddie. And she probably would, Freddie as annoying as she was she could easily manipulate others. The thought makes me want to punch a damn wall. I didn't care that she was an ex I was mad because she would use Abigail for her own benefit.
Hannibal must of walk over to me. Cause now he is right in front of me. I did not even notice he notice me or Will.
"Are you alright (Name)?" He asks me.
"Well I was. That is Freddie's car, she is going to get Abigail story and twist it around. It will only hurt Abigail in the end. I do not like anyone trying to manipulate Abigail." I tell him. "And good morning Hannibal."
"Good morning to you as well." Hannibal says.
"Do not worry, (Name)." Will tells me in a reassuring voice. "We will help guide Abigail to stay away from Freddie."
I smiled at Will thankful for his attempts to make me feel better about this situation. He was always so sweet... We walked in the room and looked around to see Abigail talking to Freddie.
"And the reason that Graham can understand the killings is because he insane." Freddie says.
Will fists clench.
"It is rude to make assumptions of people you do not know at all, Freddie." I say. "Now if you will please leave."
"Fine, here's my card-" I cut her off talking the card.
"She does not to speaking to a sleazy tabloid reporter." I say.
"That is quite rude, (Nickname). You should be careful when there is so many things I can write about you."
"Write about me what ever you want. Stay away from Abigail you will just twist her words to make a few quick bucks." I say glaring firmly.
"Besides, I have things I can write a profile on you Lounds" I said her last name with disgust.
"Fine, but don't forget Abigail, (Name) here, she is the reason your father cut your throat. She pointed the gun at him." Freddie said before leaving.
Once she left I looked down, was it really my fault that he cut her throat?
"I do not blame you." Abigail says out of no where. "My father said he would honor me. He said that about all the animals we hunted. So I knew he would try to kill me."
"You should have not gone through that. No one should." I tell her.
"She said your mother killed your father. Is that true?" Abigail asks.
I take a seat next to her bed and nod. "My mother had a mental break, I lost both of my parents that night. I was about your age."
"But you survived." She says.
"Yes, and so can you. I am not saying it is going to be easy. But I am going to be here with you through it. I promise." I tell her.
"Do you think I'll be like my father?" I look at her.
"What your family does shouldn't mean that you will do the same. I am actually fighting crime unlike my mother who..is still alive but she doesn't remember anything. Same goes for my siblings, they are in the army. You shouldn't think that you will be just like your father because you are Abigail Hobbs, a smart, strong, courageous and loving girl." I tell her getting up and hugging her.
She hugs me back tightly. As if she does not want to let me go. "What do we do now."
"Well, Agent Crawford wants you to go back to your house. To see if that will help with the case." I tell her.
"He thinks I help lure those girls there? Doesn't he?" She asks.
"It does not matter what he thinks. I believe you had nothing to do with what your father did. You are just as much a victim. He was putting his feelings for you on those girls. So he would of most likely done the same thing to you. You did what everyone is supposed to do. Survive."
She looked at me sadly before she squeezed me and laid her head onto my shoulder "When do we go?"
"Whenever you're ready.." I whisper, as she looks at me.
"I want to go now."
-timeskip-
[Hobbs residence]
I look at the house and look away but I could still see the blood, hear the gunshots. If it was bad for me... Abigail must be affected 10 times as bad. The garage has the word Cannibals spray painted on it. I just want to take Abigail away from this place. But I know we have to do it. We walk inside and only stopped at the spot where her mother had died. They did not do a good job in cleaning that up.
We then walk inside I can see Hobbs on the floor and just imagine him dying there. I shake my head. We talk for a bit and it leads to the point where there was a phone call. Which could have been a partner tipping off Mr. Hobbs.
"So you guys can imagine things right? See a crime and how it happened?"
Me and Will nodded as she looked around. "Then we can act out what happened." Abiagail said as she looked at us. "You can be my mom, you can be my father." She points at me and will before turning to Hannibal "And you can be the caller."