hey guyz herez more angst love u<3
also let's just pretend that i killed elizabeth off before i killed off evan
michael pov
there i stood outside of evans bedroom. he didn't make it and now i was just standing outside of his room. i still felt like absolute shit over this. irreparable damage had been done, and i fucking caused it. i looked down at my watch. has it only been an hour? no that can't be right. charlie walked up the stairs and stood next to me. she ran her fingers through her and sighed.
"hey mikey, at least we're both only children now." charlie smiled, elbowing me jokingly. i pushed her away from me for a second.
"you're really joking at a time like this?" right when i finished talking, i punched her in the face quickly. she fell backward and hit her head in the wall. i didn't realise dad and henry were behind me. dad quickly grabbed my hands and pulled me away from charlie.
"michael!" dad let go of my hands.
"she made a joke about evan. i-i don't know why it upset me s-so much. i d-didnt like the joke, fatha." i explained, clinging to my fathers shirt sleeves tightly.
"i-...i understand that michael, but you can't just hit her. that's henrys kid, i assume he's upset." dad sighed.
"actually, no. i understand why mike did that. it was a messed up joke and charlie shouldn't have made it." henry chimes in.
"michael still shouldn't have hit her. they were both in the wrong." dad ran his fingers through his hair.
"whatever. this is bullshit. i'm gonna have fuckin a black eye now!" charlie spat.
"woah watch the language. you're 14, i get there's a messed up situation going on but still." henry said. suddenly i was a little shorter, and elizabeths room closed and locked off. evan left his room and grabbed my hand.
"ok! i'm ready to go!" i could tell immediately that i was 13, because evan was 7. i remember this day. i grabbed evans hand and took him down the stairs. i didn't speak to dad as we left, and i hoped that he didn't notice me.
"michael, evan, headed to school i presume?" dad asked. i nodded and hoped the conversation would end there.
"michael i want to talk to you when you get home." dad said. i nodded and pushed evan out of the house.
"cmon, evan." i grabbed his hand again and we walked down the street to his school. the elementary school was way closer than the middle school. once we got to the school we did our daily goodbye ritual.
"alright have a good day at school, ok?" i pointed at him
"yeahyeah i will, i will." evan smiled, holding both of his backpack straps in his hands.
"if anyone says anythin mean, tell me and i'll whip their ass." i smiled
"yes, michael." he laughed
"alright, see you at 3:10."
"see you at 3:10." evan waved. i held the strap on my messenger bag and continued walking.
i found myself being put right back infront of evans school, and he ran out to great me.
"hi, michael!" he grabbed my hand. i started walking down the street, back to the house, with evan right behind me.
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Temporary Friends (A FNAF Story)
Fanfiction(cover art not mine, it's by melinda hendrix on tumblr ) Updates will probably take a while, but hey what can I say Michael Afton was born on September 27th, 1968. His little siblings were born on April 13th, 1972, and the other on December 19th, 19...
