part 8

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I think I fell asleep at that moment. I struggled to open my eyes. I glanced at his phone and turned it on with my head still pressed against the table.
12:23am New message: "Hey, You doing okay?"
12:30am New message: "Y/n?"
12:36am New Message: "hello?"
12:48am New message: "I'm coming in soon, I hope you're just being lazy."

I groaned, I can't believe I missed all of these messages. I texted him back.
'I'm sorry, I fell asleep worried about you. I'm okay still.'
A few moments past, and the phone lights up with a new notification.
12:58am New Message: "Thank god, you scared me sleepyhead.
I smiled at his reply. I felt swirls in my stomach when he cared.
"Come soon, I miss you." I text him.

"On my way dear."

I set the phone down and rubbed my eyes. I laid my head back down on my arms, waiting for his arrival.

Not long after, I hear a knock on the door. I jumped.
"Oh, sorry. Am I intruding?" Bonnie joked. I smiled and walked over to him, he opened his arms for me.
"Intruding as always." I giggled, coming closer to hug him. His hand reached to the back of my head to pull me closer to his chest and kissed my head.
"What happened?" I asked.
"They were mad I skipped work." He rubbed my back. "We're all aggressive people."
I sighed into his chest.

"Why do you work with them? Isn't that tiring." I laughed sarcastically.
He laughed too. "It is, but it's what I joined and I don't exactly have the option to leave."

"Why not?" I replied.

"Kill or be killed, and I don't want to die without maybe a wedding with you.." he laughed. Embarrassed, I pushed him jokingly. "I don't think my time has come. I get to see you and I get paid for killing people who deserve it."

I forgot he was a murderer. Hearing the words he kills people make me frown a bit.

"How did you get in?"

He sighed.

"I called for a hitman. And when they got there, found out I did it myself. Well, Freddy."

My heart sank, I hate the thought of him being a bad person still. I'm not used to it, I got so used to him being so sweet at home with me.

"W-who..?"

"my father." he said, lowering his voice. "he wouldn't stop pestering me and hurting me. When I fought back he would only get worse. I had called an online number to come do it for me, but I did it by myself when he was asleep. Freddy showed up, laughing outside the bedroom window. I thought guilt had come to shame me. He opened the window and stood beside my father on the bed.
'good work.' he told me, I was 17 at the time, and I didn't take that as a compliment. All I remember is him giving me contact number to Afton." Bonnie paused.

Letting go of me, and sitting on the chair. I sat up on the table, tilting my head to hear the rest of the story.

"Being a teenage boy with no parents and no school, I decided to call the number. Regardless if it killed me or not, I didn't know what else to do.
Afton picked up, without asking who I was or anything he requested me to meet him at the pizzeria here by 12pm. I did as I was told.
When I got there, I wasn't sure if I was meant to go inside or not. So I went around the building. I saw Freddy there, but at the time only thought of him as my guilt spirit. He told me to follow him.
He walked me into the factory and past the office, pushing on the wall to reveal the hidden room."

I paused him. "What secret room? There's a secret room here?"
He put his finger on my mouth.
"I'll get to that." He laughed a bit.

"When I entered the room another man stood by the wall. He told me he was Afton and that he heard of what I did. I felt this was guilt telling me to regret my actions. He asked me why I did it and why I regret doing so. Stubbornly, I told him the abuse and that I was far from regretting. He laughed and took me in his arms. He told me I would be his son, and he would care for me if I listened to his orders."

"And you believed him?" I interrupted again.

"I didn't have a choice. I felt if I didn't my life would end in a worse way. And being a teenage boy with no home, being hugged by a man who said he would protect me, made me feel safe. He introduced me to Freddy and told us to get along while he worked in his office. When he left, Freddy turned to me and grabbed me by the face, telling me not to listen to Afton's kind words and only follow the orders. He informed me that Afton will tell me to kill and I can't complain or I would be punished. That I can't keep my hopes on having a new father. And I was more of a slave then a son. He promised to be my friend and take on Afton's words to protect me."

Bonnie rolled closer to me with the chair and laid his head on my thighs. He's probably so tired after everything.

"Afton's first order was to kill anyone that knew my address. The only person was my aunt, and I was close to her. Freddy could tell when he saw my face, he told me he would do it, or help. I asked him to just be there, afraid if I didn't do it myself and if I did it alone. He agreed, and we did it straight away.
Freddy drove me to her house and told me to act natural and that I was just visiting. I did as I was told, and when I was welcomed in I locked the door behind me. She sat across the table as we ate dinner. All she did was talk about how she hadn't heard from my father and how good of a man he was. She kept asking if I listened to him and treated him well. It made me angry, so I shot her. Bullseye right into her head."

My stomach turned when Bonnie said that. I wasn't much disturbed by gore, but hearing someone have to kill a loved one hit.

"Freddy came in not long after." Bonnie continued. "He told me he was impressed by my aim, and asked if I was okay. I laughed it off, which seemed to please him. He told me another rule was to not feel guilt, and that I was doing well. Afton rewarded me with new weapons and a pat on the head. It wasn't much but I felt appreciated so I didn't mind."
Bonnie finished. He sighed into my thighs.

"Its nothing anymore, so don't worry. I'm okay." He lifted his head and pulled me on top of him.

Not long after, Foxy walked into the room.
"Oi, fun times over." He said.

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