Daddy's Girl

Chapter 2
Brother's Girl

Chapter Description: The story takes a darker turn when we meet Allen, Annette's twisted brother.

Chapter Two: Brother’s Girl

May and Annette laid on the couch while an old Disney movie that had recently came out on dvd played on the tv and a bag of popcorn popped in the microwave. The home phone rang and Annette reached out to grab it, but then thought about it and let May grab it. May flashed her daughter one of her world class smiles and picked it up while lightly kissing the top of her daughter’s head. "Hello? Oh, hi Allen...Well I had told you couldn’t go, but fine... Yes just go on ahead, it doesn’t matter. Buh-bye sweetie...Well, Annie," She said while placing the phone back on its carrier. "Looks like Allen is going to be spending the night at Tony Blake’s house tonight. Wanna order a pizza?"

Annette jerked out of her mother’s grasp. "What? Why does he get to spend the night over there when I couldn’t have a single date with Chris Blake?"

"Because that family is filled with cheaters, liers, thieves and the only reason I was not screaming at your brother was because I did not want him to see you the way you were. As a matter of fact, while tonight has been fun, Annie, I think tomorrow you should go back to that store and try and get Vain taken out of you. If I have this whole situation straight, then that means that we’re not the only ones who can change you. There are a lot of..." She looked towards her daughter trying to decide if she was even old enough. As though remembering her real age, she continued, "Perverts out there and I do not want you at there mercy." May explained as best she could to Annette. In the kitchen the microwave beeped and May went up to get it.

Annette pushed play on the remote and the opening title music played, but she wasn’t really listening. She kept thinking of all the perverts out there and what they could do to her. Not only could they beat her and rape her, but then they could imagine her whole and better again. It would be her word against their’s. Literally the perfect crime. Tomorrow, she decided, she would go back to the old woman’s shop and get Vain removed. May returned with the popcorn and held Annette in her lap, while the popcorn laid in Annette’s as the two watched the movie.

The windows were unexpectedly splattered by rain. "That’s strange," May commented, "The news said that it wasn’t suppose to rain for at least four days, but I guess today is the day for many strange things to come, huh, Annie?" Annette started to agree, but then a booming and a flash of lightning appeared in the back yard and the lights went out. Annette let out a shrill scream and jumped up, making the popcorn spill all over the floor.

Annette had been afraid of lightning and thunder her whole life, and she always reacted to do it even when she was a teenager. "Muh-muh-mommy?" She stammered out, feet glued to the floor and her mother’s arms around her.

"Don’t worry, baby, let’s just go to bed and worry about the mess in the morning, ok?" May’s voice which usually instantly soothed her daughter, only made Annette’s legs feel like rubber, and jump into May’s arms, shaking and sobbing.

Annette clutched her mother’s neck so hard, that if she was her original age, May would have been suffocating just then, but instead, May casually picked her up, and rubbed her back."Muh-mom-my? Cuh-cuh-can I sleep with ya-ya-you?" She asked through the sobs.

May smiled as she held her daughter close to her breast and walked up the stairs, and into her room which was enveloped in darkness. Annette was placed into her mother’s bed without a word while May silently laid down next to her and hugged her again. After ten minutes, Annette was half asleep and had stopped crying, but then another boom and a flash in the yard rang in a new batch of screams and sobs. The night was filled with these as Annette shrinked and shuddered in her night terrors. May would have been doubtful if she could have went to sleep anyway.

Her little girl was back, and whether she should stay was on her mind. There were a lot of things to think about when considering it. The first part was school. Annette was already well through high school and making her go back to middle, elementary, or even (God help her) preschool or day care was unfair to Annette. All her friends would be lost to her as soon as they found out about the spell that she was under.

The second part was Allen. May had been the middle sister of three and she knew how much fun it had been tormenting her little sister, and what it felt like to be tormented, and knew that if Allen got the chance, he was sure to be Annette’s tormentor. She wasn’t even sure if Annette had been all that mean in the first place, but Allen was a horrid child growing up, and it was looking like he wasn’t going to be any better of a man, May half wished Allen was given what ever magic Annette had been given so she could just turn him back into her bouncing baby boy again and just leave it at that. But Allen was sure to make his sister’s life a living Hell, which was the only reason she was letting him sleep over that damned Blake girl’s house. She knew he said he was going over there for Tony, but she knew her little womanizer-to-be was only there for the sister.

Annette shuddered and gasped in her sleep, and May hugged her closer. The rain had started to let down and the lightning stopped, and with the lightning, so did the shudders and screams. As she let her daughter’s breathing lull her to sleep, May thought about the third problem. "Oh, Adrian..." She sighed as sleep washed over her.

*****

May opened her eyes and yawned, hoping that last night wasn’t a dream. Blinking sleep out of her eyes, she felt something warm in her arms, and she saw little Annette as an infant, bald except for a little peach hair and in a smaller version of her dress from last night. She started to gasp but stopped, worried that she might wake her baby girl. In her head she reasoned that she must have dreamed that she wanted Annette as a baby and there she was, cute and wholesome. Annette started to stir and May wished she was back to the age she was the previous night.

In a few seconds Annette was back to her child form, grinning a yawn at her mother she said, "Good morning, mom. Thanks for letting me sleep with you last night. What’s for breakfast?"

"Oh, no you don’t, Annette," May looked at her daughter with stern eyes. "There’s still the popcorn mess from last night. After that, we’ll take care of breakfast," Annette grumbled and got out of bed, and as she was opening the door, May said, "Wait!" Annette looked back at her mother expectantly. "Are you sure you want to be a little girl right now? I can just wish for you to be a teenager again."

"Why just a teenager? Why can’t I go back to being twenty something again? I really liked being that age. Did you see me? I looked so sexy," Annette posed again in a sexy way, which as a child was nothing but comical.

"Well, sweetie, if you became an adult an your brother came home, don’t you think he’d be a little confused? Just think about what would happen if he figured out what would happen if he just wanted you to be a toddler or at an age he could push you around in." Annette eyes widened, just putting her brother into the equation.

"I hadn’t thought about that," she answered. "Ok, want me back to being a teenager." Annette became her true age without a pause and went down to clean up.

*****

Allen said good bye to Tony and Michelle Blake and headed into his house. He walked in and called out a greeting. Looking around, he half expected a pee stain from Annette, with the storm the night before, but in the kitchen Allen found a note saying that his mom and sister went to a restaurant for breakfast and that they would be back around noon.

"How wonderful," he muttered walking up the stairs and into his sister’s room. "A few hours of reading the pig’s diary." Allen saw the white box on the bed and snatched it up. The note from the previous day fell from under it and he picked it up and read it. Allen laughed so hard tears fell down from his eyes. "What kind of stupid fagot wrote this crap?! Ha-ha-ha!" Lifting Annette’s mattress, he grabbed a small pink and black book and started to read from it. "You are fucking kidding me?! This has got to be some sort of joke!"

He placed the diary and the note back to their original positions and began to walk out of the room, but then saw the box, and in his mind, he knew it was true, so he walked into his room and planned.

*****

About two hours later, in the car ride home, May and Annette were talking, a carton of eggs, bacon, and potatoes in between them. Annette’s cell phone rang and the caller ID read "Denise" in all capital letters. May looked at her daughter expectantly, and Annette dutifully ignores it. May, happy, returns her attention to the road and pulls into the garage. "I’m sorry I can’t stay sweetie, but I still have to go to work, I’ll call you a little later and see how you’re doing, ok?" Annette nods and walks into the house.

"Allen? Allen? Are you home?" She calls out to the house, apparently empty. Allen watches from his window as his mother’s car drove away. Downstairs, Annette was calling her best friend Denise back. "Hey! Sorry about missing your call a few minutes before, you know my mom’s stupid rule about not answering phones when talking...I know, it’s so stupid. Sometimes she’s just ridicules...I know...He did what? Ha! ...... ’Kay. Listen, come to my house, I have something really cool to show you...You’ll see! Bye." Annette plugged her cell phone into the charger and walked away.

A few minutes later, Allen sneaks down to the kitchen and grabs the phone. Annette goes into her room, not detecting anything amiss or out of placed and grabbed some cloths, and headed into the bathroom. Shedding her cloths, she takes a shower. Allen crashes through the door just as Annette was about to start shaving, making his sister scream, and with his mind, he makes Annette a toddler. The water washes away the shaving cream, and Annette slips on the slippery porcelain and smashes her face on floor.

Tears, water, and blood ran down Annette’s face as her brother gleefully laughed like a hyena with his prey. "I can’t believe this worked, little Annie...Ha! Little Annie! Come on!" Allen grabbed her arm and threw her to the floor. Annette feels her tiny, immature bones creak and groan and break when she landed on the tile floor. She sniveled and looked at the arm that broke, where the bone stuck out unnaturally.

Allen laughed, with his mind, he made the arm whole and better, "Can’t have anyone finding out about that, can we, little Annie? Now let’s get you dressed," On the floor, the cloths she was going to put on had turned into a yellow dress and underoos, which were forced on to Annette.

"Why are you doing this?" Annette asked in a small voice, wishing that she was tall enough to see the mirror.

"That’s not important right now, little Annie, what is, is that I’ve prepared a little play area. I put on the baby channel, and I found a bunch of old baby toys that you are going to play with, or else..." He left in the air threateningly. On the floor in the living room, dusty old dolls sat, unloved for so long, waited to be played with as the tv sang a happy song about how sharing is caring.

Allen shoved Annette to the floor and commanded Annette to crawl like the baby she was while he got her bottle. A couple minutes later, Allen returned with a bottle of cold coffee. "Go ahead, baby, drink your bottle, or else I’ll want you back to being an embryo and you’ll die." He threw the bottle at Annette, hitting her squarly on the head.

"Why are you doing this?!" She repeated. Tears were brimming in her eyes again. She moved one of the dusty dolls an inch.

"Why the Hell do you think I’m doing this? I’m doing this because you made dad go away!" Allen’s foot went flying towards Annette, he broke two of her ribs and let her writhe around in pain for a good five minutes before making her whole again. Annette had begun to sob again.

Looking up at her now older brother, she tried to deny it, "I didn’t make dad leave! I don’t know what did!" In the background, the tv sang a song about fruits and vegetables.

"Of course you did you stupid bitch! Who else could’ve done it!? Everybody loves mom and me!" He proclaimed with a crazed look in his eyes. Suddenly, Annette realized this had been coming for a long time. Allen had wanted to humiliate and beat her for a long time, and if not her, some one else, some one that was even more innocent then her. And maybe...Maybe she had drove their father away from them.

Getting up to her feet, already mentally exhausted, Annette said in a small voice, "Ok...I made daddy go away. Kill me." She looked down at the floor that was stained brown from spilled coffee. She heard a chuckling, then heard a ringing. Annette’s mind raced, trying to think who would come over on Saturday. Denise! She realized. Who knows what Allen would do to her. She screamed out with all her might, "Denise! Run!" Before Allen punched her, knocking her out.