Nyctophobia(Glamrock Freddy x Reader)

Lord have Mercy

(Chapter 7 so ppl know) 

, RING!,

A loud buzzing and irritating noise echoed in the room.

, RING!! RING!!,

It didn't stop. 

, RIIIINNNGGGG!!,

"Y/N! PICK UP YOUR F**KING PHONE GOD DAMN!!" A male voice screamed from the living room, making me groan. 

Getting up, annoyed with my brows furrowing. 

"Language!" I called back, grabbing my phone and clicking answer. 

"Yeah...what do you want," I growled, not knowing who it was. It was probably stupid spam.

"Y/N it's 9:06 in the morning." Another male voice responded on the other side. 

"Yeah, and?" 

"It's a Monday." 

"Well no shit, sherlock." I snapped. 

The voice on the other side just chuckled. 

"Y/N, you're back on duty again."

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F*ck.

Quickly ending the call, I jumped off the bed- hitting my butt on the ground. Quickly getting up, I started putting on the annoying pants as I jumped to the bathroom holding the shirt. Slamming the door shut I threw my shirt over my body as I started to brush my hair in a rush- as well as buttoning my shirt. Somehow doing that all at once. But oh well!

Running out, I grabbed my keys. 

"You'll be alone in the house overnight! Doing a double shift. Money on the counter...a couple uh-" I turned and counted the 20's. 

"You have 60$ for snacks, food- and just call the number on the fridges whiteboard for pizza! If you need anything-"

"I know, I know. You're just one phone away.." Gregory groaned as he covered his head with his pillow. 

"Just go so I can sleep!" 

And with nothing more, I ran out to my car and turned it on. Letting out a small sigh of relief as I was on my way. 

Timeskip to when you're there B)

I groaned as I sat on the chair for the camera room. Max, the ginger hair boy was just playing cards with Vanessa. 

"So..." I started a conversation. It was too silent.

Vanessa hummed as Max turned to me with his normal smile. 

"Did anyone find out about the killer..?" 

Vanessa snorted out her drink as Max just looked down to the ground uncomfortably. 

"Eh...not really." Max was the one who answered. 

"I don't think they ever will..." Vanessa commented as she started to clean the wettable. 

Max piled up his cards, frowning. "Sadly."