Michael Afton x Reader ~ 'Til the Day I Die

I Just Can't.

-----------5 months later----------

It's been about 5 months and we already have quite a few things figured out. We're gonna get married in Japan ((Sorry if you don't like Japan!)) and we're only gonna invite a few close friends and family. 

I'd finally found the perfect wedding dress and hairstyle! The wedding dress is AMAZING! It's not a standard white dress that you'd see traditionally, but a shade of purple, and it has pockets! ((Images below are the wedding dress and hairstyle!))

((Hairstyle for short hair))

((Hairstyle for long hair))

I was SO overly excited! Michael and I have been spending a lot more time just trying to be together, so that was wonderful. I haven't been hearing much about Ennard lately, but Ennard's what's keeping Michael alive, so I'm pretty grateful for him. 

I would go to Circus Baby's, feeling somewhat concerned, I don't know why. It was almost like I thought that someone or something was gonna try and kill me! I've been hearing voices a lot whenever I go there too. It's almost like someone mumbling 'Trust me'. I don't know if I should be worried or not honestly. 

I went to Circus Baby's one night with Michael, when I don't even know what happened, but we just started hearing someone talking a bunch, which I thought that it was the female version of the handunit voice, but Michael had suddenly just wrapped his arms around me in this protective way and was mumbling, "It's nothing, it's gonna be ok". 

When he'd let go of me, I asked him whatt that was about, but he simply said that it was nothing. I don't know why to this day. I was really just trying to stay alive by this point, every single time I went into Circus Baby's. Every night seemed to be the same and repeated. Going down the elevator, crawling through a vent to get to every room, Passing through Funtime Auditorium, repairing an animatronic, going back through the auditorium, going to Circus Gallery, coming back into the office, passing through Ballora gallery, resetting systems, coming back and then enjoying some time at home and doing it all over again. It was just this whole vicious cycle that I didn't like at all. 

I don't trust anyone here. Not even the handunit. I just feel like there's gonna be that one day when I'm led astray. Trust no one. But at the same time, I just have to. The voices echoing through the hallways have been getting louder and louder each night that I come in, it seems like. 

I just need to get out of here, but at the same time, I can't. I just can't.