Chapter 13: Early to Rise

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Bonnie POV

The next morning was interesting... Fred and I shared a room so when we had to change it was especially awkward. I had turned my back from him but... I couldn't help but feel strange. Like a pit was growing in my stomach.

I usually sleep shirtless but my clothes were all smoky from the bonfire flames. So I stripped and wasted no time getting into bed. However there was a problem... When I woke up I had an unwelcome 'guest' that wouldn't leave. I was on my right side, facing away from Fred. It just needs to go down enough for me to grab my clothes and shower.

After what felt like forever, the guest left and I stood up. But as luck would have it Fred woke up and looked at me. 1st mistake! Then right as I turned to look at Fred, who was also naked in his bed, the door opened!! IT WAS SPRING!!!! He opened the door and keeled over laughing!!!

"Wow!!! I was teasing you about you and Fred but ShiIIIIT!!! You really are boning him!!!" Spring closed the door as I stood there filled with rage.

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The rest of the day, I avoided Spring, Fred, and every other bullshit person in this damn company. No matter where I went in the lodge I was met with snickering faces and laughter. It pisses me off so much damn much!! To escape them all I went outside to cool off for a bit.

After a short walk I discovered a little part of the lake that was warmed up. I stripped down to nothing and submerged myself in the lukewarm water, enjoying the peace and quiet. The minutes blurred as I felt my eyelids get heavy from the amount of shit I dealt with today.

((TRIGGER WARNING ABUSE IT WILL BE OVER AFTER THE ITALLICS STOP))

"You, come here.." I remember that voice.. The voice I had spent so many years trying to forget.. So many years of feeling bad.. So many nights of night terrors and feeling like I can't breathe.

I remember walking over to the red recliner that sat in the dark room only illuminated by the flashing lights of the TV. Spring wasn't home and dad was at "work." Mom sat in the chair, clearly she was on something that wasn't good for her. She grabbed me by my hair and pulled me close to her face.

"You have such pretty hair, just like your piece of shit father." She threw me to the ground and ordered me to find her booze. I searched and searched the house until my limbs were sore from running. "WHERE IS MY BOOZE YOU LAZY SON OF A--" She pulled me by my hair and grabbed the scissors from the drawer. I remember my face getting wet from my tears and my throat sore from the amount of screaming that left my throat.

Next thing I remember was seeing purple tuffs of hair fall onto the ground joined by the snipping and snapping of scissors. She was cutting off my hair because I hadn't found the alcohol we didn't have. I remember her making me feel like it was my fault.. All my fault that I couldn't make her happy... She threw me onto the floor and without hesitation I went to my room to hide in my hideaway. My closet was my safe place.. My safe space..

((Abuse part over))

I woke up to the feeling of water splashing my face. My little stream had turned into a raging rapid that was thrusting me back and forth with no mercy. The twisting and tumbling and splashing of the waves sent me under the water and suddenly it all went dark...

Fred POV

After the whole morning fiasco, the crew continuously bugged Bonnie to the point of him storming off and not coming back for hours... It has been 4 hours and now I'm starting to get worried. Spring said that Bonnie does this from time to time but I can't help but shake this uneasy feeling in my stomach..

I decided to walk around and look for Bonnie, after walking for ten minutes I found a pile of Bonnie's clothes by the river. Without my own will my voice leapt out of my chest. I closed my eyes and the Fazbear scream came out. Was he dead? Was I just being dramatic? I didn't have a choice.

Spring came running to the sound and saw the clothes.

"FRED WHAT HELL HAPPENED!!!" Spring yelled out as he ripped the clothes from my hands.

"I don't know!!! I came out here I found these clothes!!" Spring grabbed my shirt and pulled me close to his face.

"I swear to god if you hurt my brother!!!" Clyde and Red pulled Spring away and calmed him down. I couldn't handle this.. Every second we were here was another second Bonnie could be dying. I dashed into the woods and felt the tears in my eyes. I can't lose him...





Bonnie POV

I was coughing and hacking up my lungs. I couldn't feel anything besides the frigid touch of water. I opened my eyes to see the sun lower in the sky. It was getting dark... I looked around and nothing looked familiar... The river was larger, the trees were taller, everything was unfamiliar.

"Fred!!" My hoarse voice called out.. Wait why didn't I call for Spring? I tried again but all that came out was, "Fred!!!" I starting coughing as I rolled onto my side. Where am I?




















"Fred--" What is happening...


(Sorry for the wait, I got into a car crash... I needed time to recover love y'all!!!)

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