Bury A Friend~

Chapter 4

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You sat on the couch, turning on the tv. You hadn't slept very well last night, so you were still half-asleep at the time. You yawned, switching your position from sitting to laying down. You yawned again, closing your eyes and ending up asleep.

Chucky climbed off of your bed when he realized you weren't up there. He moved the stool back under your desk, wincing at the loud sound piercing his ears. He sighed when it was fully under the desk, turning around. He noticed that the door was open, since he hadn't closed it when he went into your room a few minutes earlier, yet he still tilted his head. He walked out of the room, noticing that the tv was on. He got confused, walking over to the tv and turning it off. When he turned around he smiled at the peaceful look on your face.

He made quick strides over to your sleeping body, the smile still present on his face. He moved some of your hair out of your face with his hand, a dreamy look present inside of his glowing blue eyes. He noticed that there was a cat laying on your chest and he frowned. Where did that come from? I don't remember  that she had a cat. His head tilted and he reached out and touched the cat, stepping back when it woke up and hissed at him, scratching him. The doll frowned, his blue eyes turning into a maroon color as he grabbed the cat.

You were still taking a nap when you heard a crashing sound. You jolted up from your position on the couch, noticing that Andy wasn't sitting on the chair like he was earlier.  You rubbed your eyes with your hands, wincing when you felt a burning in your palm. You heard someone yelling and it sounded like Andy. However, your brother was quite dramatic, so you didn't really worry about it. But, that was stopped when you heard the worried and sad tone in his voice, " Uhm, Princess! Your- Your cat -  He, um..."

You shot up, walking over to see what Andy was talking about. Laying there, dead and covered in blood, was your Mickey Roonie. You teared up when you saw him. You were the only one he actually liked, so you thought of him as your baby. But, you never excepted him to die. 

The tears rolled down your cheeks, and that was when you noticed the doll that was standing next to Mickey. Covered in... blood... Your eyes widened, and you backed from the doll. You watched Andy crouch in front of the doll and tell him that he had to apologize to you. The doll processed this information before he looked up at you, his blue eyes showing more confusion at what he was about to do than remorse for what he had already done. "I'm sorry, (Y/N)."

The fact that this was the first time that the doll called you by your actual name came as a shock to you. But, given the situation, it was quickly overlooked. "Sorry... You're sorry? That- That's all you have to say for yourself? Not why you're sorry, why you killed my cat, why you hurt me yesterday? You don't even know what you're sorry for, and it's obvious!" You were clenching your fists, your nails digging into the cut on your left palm. You were kneeling on the floor; crouched over and just staring at the lifeless cat on the floor. The cat you had gotten for your mom on her birthday a few years ago. The cat that liked you more than anyone else. The cat the... The cat that you loved...

"God, I don't even know why I wanted to be your friend! If I knew this- that you were going to kill my cat, cut me with a knife ... I would've asked mom to take you back when she asked!"

Chucky's eyes widened when you said that, his brows furrowing slightly as he thought about what you said. "But you're my best buddy."

"I'm not your friend!"

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