Red? Purple? What's the difference? (William Afton x Reader)

Chapter 16

As I gave William a soft but kind of weak smile he knew something was up, but to me it was more like down.. As I felt bad for him, even if he is a murderer and can get really heartless he still as some feelings to share. Like love and care, for his children and he wants them to grow up and have kids of their very own.

He wants to be a grandpa, but that's what makes my stomach turn.. He will never experience that, but neither will my mom she will never see my kids and will never know she's a grandma, because she'll cause them pain and suffering like she did to me.

As I shook the feeling off I just hugged William, even if I did just hug a murderer I was just a nice sweet person, so you could say it's in my blood.. To which by my actions William was pretty stunned, but he hugged me back.

"Let me guess, in the future I'm never going to experience that.. Now am I?" William asked, which I slowly nodded, which William sighed in my shoulder.

As he let go of me I released him from the hug, as he went over to the kettle on the stove he grabbed a mug out of a cabinet and poured some coffee in the mug, while adding coffee creamer. Then he handed it to me, which I thanked him and took the cup, which he smiled at me but it wasn't creepy it was honestly a cute smile.

As me and William were drinking our coffee and just talking, I realized that William was an interesting person.. Well past all the murdering he's done, but he knows a lot about robotics and how it all works. He's got a talent for this, which I loved hearing his stories of incidents that has happened at Fredbear's. This stuff wasn't even on the internet, which it was understandable as nobody really knew William besides his wife, kids, Henry and Henry's kids.

Well I mean they really don't know him, as they don't know he's a murderer.. That's what they don't know, and that he's a psychological liar. But I mean I knew that from the start, like bruh if I didn't I would've been 6 feet underground right now! Thank god for the Internet and my social studies project!!

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As me and William sorta had a lazy day as William had a few days off, so I helped him clean the house while he cleaned the garage. As I was just laying around after cleaning the house, William was in the garage probably cleaning but who knows at this point..

As I laid down on the couch bored as all hell, but there wasn't much I could do about it besides going to hangout with Mr. Child Murderer or stay here, which I'm choosing the sage road and staying on the couch! "Ughhh for FUCK SAKE!!!" I heard a very angry British man say, who was no other than William himself! Goddamnit I was actually enjoying the peace and quiet... I thought to myself, as I got up from the couch and went to the garage.

"What's up mister angry British man?" I spoke with a sly smirk, which William let out a annoyed sigh.

"Not now (y/n)!" William yelled which I froze in place, as some memories started to run through my head when I lived with my mother..

"I-I'm sorry.. I'll be upstairs in my room if you need me.."

"Wait (y/n)-" before I could let William finish, I left and began to head upstairs to my room on the verge of tears.

Once I got upstairs I could just hear all the spirits around me, speaking to me in a rush which didn't help my tears and pain at all.. As I began to near my bedroom, I opened my door and rushed in while shutting the door.. Which is the beginning of an old habit coming back, which was locking my door or any door of the room I was in..

As I ran to my bed my feet jumped like springlocks being activated as I landed on my bed, as painful memories started to cloud my mind, soul and body.. As I began to softly cry, in hopes that nobody would hear me which I thought it was working.. But of course I was wrong again, as I heard a quiet but loud enough knock on my bedroom door so I could hear it.

As I panicked as I didn't need or want William to see this weak side of me, because god knows what he's gonna do when he sees me like this.. As I wiped my salty tears away, and began to breath normally I finally built up the courage to speak. "Yes William?" I spoke, which I heard William sigh.

"Darling are you alright? You seemed a bit distressed when I yelled at you.." William spoke in a more sympathetic tone, which wasn't at all normal for Mr. Afton at all.

"William why do you care? You kill children, plus your family is slowly falling apart.. Just do me a favor and leave me alone, please.." I spoke which William sighed, and I could hear the doorknob  turning but of course since I locked the door, there really wasn't any point in trying.

As I began to curl up into a ball while I let silent tears run down my soft skin, as I could hear William get frustrated but that's when I heard keys clinging together making a beautiful and somewhat annoying sound. Then that's when I heard keys going into the keyhole in the door, which made my heart race as I knew William wasn't in a very cheerful happy mood..

As different scenarios started popping up in my head of what could possibly happen to me, it all ended with me getting hurt or being killed.. That's when my mind traveled to the situations that I went through with my mom, I always gotten hurt I was sometimes bleeding, mostly covered in bruises and once I had a broken hand from her.. That's when all my mind went to was panic, so I wasn't thinking straight like a dog when it sees a squirrel or a rabbit..