Pov:William
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My vison becomes blurred as tears run down my cheeks. A pair of arms pull me close and i snuggle into my brothers chest.
"Shhhh, it's okay.." Vincent whispers, kissing my fore head.
I hope he's right, because who know what my father will do to us.
We sit there in silence for a few minutes, until i hear the door open and to pairs of footsteps enter.
My mother pulls me off of my brothers lap and hugs me tight, but she won't let go. A look sideways at her. Her eyes are red and puffy. Had she been crying? I hear a scream and close my eyes, hiding closer into my moms chest.
After a few minute the crys stop and i hear my father leaving the room. My mothers crying now, and she lets me go.
"VERONICA" my dad yells. My mom kisses my head and walks out of the room.
"Vincent?" I mumble, turning around, and i freeze.
My brother is lying on the floor, hes coverd in blood and hus eyes are rolling up into his head. I run over to his side and pick him up.
"Vincent...."
His heartbeat is gone, he isn't breathing. I start crying harder now, how could my father do this? No, he isn't my father and i sit up strighter, huging my brothers body tighter.
A noise, like a long, static beep echos through my mind, and then the world flashes white and back to normal. That was weird. I thought to myself.
"Oh, you poor child, now your coverd in blood, how utterly terible."
I yelp, letting go of Vincent and turn to face the voice.
The person standing there is a tall yellow bunny with a purple bow tie and a devilish smile.
"W-who?" The rabbit only seems to smile wider.
"Oh, don't worry Willy, come along, lets get you cleaned up!"
He offers his hand, i take it trustingly.
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the family that died due to tradgity and lived on due to insanity
No FicciónHey! this is my first story, and i hope you like it! it is the backstory of the Aftons, a FNaF story, and here are some warnings: blood swears my AU abuse hurtful words cringe pov changes Shirt chapters and just some ships you might not like. these...
