The Man Behind the Slaughter {A Five Nights at Freddy's Fanfic}

Chapter 35 {For all you Sunter fangirls/guys..}

A/N: Yay another chapter!! I'm sorry I've kinda been slacking behind chapter wise. But, here's one now!!

I manage to wake up, hoping it hasn't been to long. I'm still resting on Hunter. Good. ((NOT THE KIND OF GOOD YOU HARDCORE SUNTER SHIPPERS ARE THINKING))

I wipe any remaining tears from my eyes and get up. The pain's settled down a little bit.. Finally.. Now to see where he got shot.

((This is seriously the hardest thing for me to write.. I Swear to god I'm gonna get SOOO many comments about this... Just remember, this is for YOU. The readers. I'm making myself suffer through this.This doesn't make it cannon doe..))

I lie on my knees and flip the him over. Vince was behind him so he probably has an injury near his neck or something.. If he was trying to kill Hunter.

I look near his neck. Nothing. Next, his shoulders. Nothing. I can feel myself begin to shake. If its in his head..

I rest my palm upon his blanket-like hair. I move my palm around. No blood. No holes. But that could only mean...

"I hate you, Hunter.." I say in a sarcastic voice as I slowly move my hair from his head to his chest. I can feel goosebumps overwhelm my back as I moved inch by inch.

I finally make it down to his stomach. My body feels like I had just jumped into a lake in the middle of winter, or.. Done the Ice Bucket Challenge..

"I hate life.. I hate life.. Kill me now.." I repeat as I lift his shirt up. Once I got the guts to pull his shirt all the way off, I looked for any sign of blood or holes. I forced myself to feel him. I finally find a small sign of blood.

"THANK GOD!!!!" I yell as I pull his shirt back on him and shudder. "Never again.."

A/N: ..... You're welcome.. *Walks away from tablet*
*Heard yelling from outside* I'M DONE WITH LIFE WORLD!!!

(Not really.. Don't take that seriously..)
(Here comes the comments..)