[Narrator POV]
You just stare at the knife. "C'mon, take it!" He held the knife out.
You took a step back, and he snapped. He rushed forward and grabbed your arm before you could react. "H-huh?!"
"I said this knife was for you, didn't I? To take it!" He held the knife.
He raised it up, and it penetrated your hand. You let out a blood curdling scream as the blood instantly leaves your hand. The blood got all over his hand, which made it easy to pull away from him. You managed to get out of his grasp and ran over to the vent, crying your eyes out due to the pain. "Hey! I'm not finished with you yet!" He said.
The sounds of you crawling through the vent was to quiet to even hear because of how loud you were crying and groaning from the pain. You crawled and crawled and your ears played this ear piercing sound, but you push past it. You just need your friends. You just need your family. You found a exit to the vent and kicked the vent door open. You stood up and looked around with your blurry vision because of the tears. "Freddy... I- I- I need you...." You mumble.
You took a step... and another step... before falling down, but hands caught you. "Y/n! Thank god you're okay!"
It was Freddy's voice. He picked you up and saw your face. You merely raise up your arm, before feeling light headed. He gasped and called for the rest of the three, before running out if the room, you in his arms. You suddenly felt the pain go away. You only felt the warmth and safety of Freddy's arms. You mumble and close your eyes, passing out.
-----------------------
You slowly woke up. Your eyes are blurry. All you can see is white. Where are you? "Freddy...?" You quietly say.
You hear faint footsteps that get louder and louder, before you hear what sounds to be a door opening. "Y/n? Are you awake?" A voice -female- asks.
Your vision slowly sharpens. "Where... am I?"
"You are in a hospital. You were brought here by non other than Freddy Fazbear himself."
"Hospital...?"
They nodded. "We patched up your hand for you. It still should be functional, so give it time to heal, and you'll have your hand back in no time." They said.
Your hand! You raised it up imediatly, and inspected it. It's wrapped in some sort of soft paper. The pain isn't nearly as bad as it was. You still feel it, but it seems... muffled? If that makes since? You looked back at the doctor. "What's your name?" You ask.
"Dr. Ashley." She said.
You slowly nod, and looked down. "You're free to leave. Your hand just needs to heal naturally." She said.
You nod, and slowly got out of the bed. "Where do you live, honey?" She said.
"Freddy Fazbear's." You said.
They looked confused. "Uhh, where are your parrents?"
You stiffen up. You stutter. "M-my... my dad left me when I was seven, a-and my mom is... d-dead..."
They stutter. "O-oh. Then... who does take care of you?"
You look up. "Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy do."
They went silent. "Well?" You say.
"We... can't take you there. We have to confirm they're your actual guardians."
Your eye twitches. "Really!?"
They slowly nod. "Fine. I'll leave myself."
You walk away. They called for you, but you didn't listen. You exited the building and waited. Suprisingly, no one chased you. You turned back around and started to walk but froze.
Wait, where is Fazbear's?
End of Chapter 10
YOU ARE READING
Fnaf x Child!Reader
ФанфикNote: This is a VERY old story. This is not up to date with my new writing style. Your name is Y/n. You were 3 years old when your mother died. Your father didn't take it too great. He started to drink and take drugs, and abusing you. A couple year...
