Your Melody - Glamrock Freddy x Reader

Chapter 25 - Its not fair

Warning- Sensitive themes, death, mention of suicide (don't worry your fine, its not you.) If you find these triggering then skip the paragraph with ****

Apologies for the sad chapter.

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Her profile is gone, she is gone. I never see the same face. They never return.

Tears streamed down your face as you sat in your room. You were laying on your back on the (f/c) sofa, your face covered by a pillow as you cried. It hurt, a lot. You knew that your job was to assist the disabled, and that always comes with the possibility of never seeing them again, but was not intentional was your attachment to the kids. Just like how Monty would rage, Roxy would be anxious about herself, and how Chica would eat too much, you grew to attached to the children.

It was the middle of the day, just after a show you couldn't even preform in, and you locked yourself away. You would have been told off but no one cared. The children always forgot you existed, the staff didn't care since the kids didn't care, and Freddy with the rest of the gang were too crowded by children to even notice you left.

No one cares, not a single soul. But I care (Y/N). Why not be friends with me.

You shook your head as you clawed at your metal skull. "Shut up!" It burned. Your body felt alight at the voice in your mind spoke. Your sharp nails dug into the metal, piecing the metal shell. You sat up as the pain continued. Gritting your teeth, you held in a pained scream. Tears streamed down your eyes, your body shaking.

The burning subsided into a throbbing pain. It would come and go in randomised waves. You curled your tail around your shaking form as you surrounded yourself with pillows and blankets and hugged a small plush version of Freddy. It was the derpy plush you had saw a few months ago. You found it too cute to not have in your room. Obviously however, you kept it hidden, for when kids or the cleaning staff did enter your room you didn't want to be questioned.

Nuzzling your head into the plush you continued to weep. You know it was pathetic to be crying over these children, but they meant a lot to you. Without any of those children you would have been tossed into the trash, decommissioned and used for parts. Without one of those kids taking a liking to you, you and Freddy would have never had enough time to become friends, or partners. pulling the plush closer, you hugged it tight, wishing it was Freddy himself.

Throughout the day Freddy would knock on your room door asking if you were alright, or wanted to join him in a party, or play some mini golf. You appreciated his worry and his attempts to cheer you up, but you didn't want to leave your room. You didn't want be a disappointment to all the other kids. You didn't want to be overlooked. So, when he asked you politely refused. Your voice was soft and glitchy sue to your crying, but for the most part it sounded normal. However, every time you replied you could hear Freddy sigh in guilt and sorrow. He knew you were upset and he knew why.

He left you alone after a few hours of him returning and checking up on you. He sounded upset every time you refused to leave your room, but he never forced anything out of you, he just always told you that if you needed anything he would be there for you.

The voice on the intercom spoke again, reminding guests to buy plushies, keychains, and all sorts of branded items as they began to exit the Pizzaplex. You though of every kid that you have met and how once those words were spoken to 'return soon', they never did. Mike, Marie, Alex, Alice, and dozens of more disabled and different children. Bumblebee buzzed sadly at you as he looked up at your depressed form. "Hey Bumblebee." You patted his flat head. He wiggled his little yellow ears in delight. "You'll stick with me right?" He beeped and wiggled in ears passionately, making you smile.

Freddy came around once more, gently knocking on your door. "Hey (Y/N), I understand your upset but could you talk to me please? I want to help. please." His voice was low and tired as he was low on battery. He prioritised you over himself, choosing you over charging. His systems would be at risk of shutting down, but he didn't care. He cared about you. He wanted you happy. Bumblebee turned towards the door and looked back at you with happy eyes, but you shook your head, not wanting to burden Freddy. The tiny wet floor sign seemed confused. Bumblebee buzzed and spun in a circle.

He wants to go outside.

You weakly smiled and nodded letting Bumblebee leave. He's been cooped up with you all day listening to your whining, it was only fair to let him breath. Bumblebee wiggled his ears and looked at you, making sure it was okay to leave despite being excited to go. With a confirming nod he rushed through the security door. "Hello bumblebee," Freddy greeted. You could hear Bumblebee beep a reply. "She's still upset.... okay, I'll leave her be." His loud footsteps echoed through the hall and went further and further away until you couldn't hear them anymore.

Surprisingly, spending a full day moping and crying took a lot of energy out of you, so you decided to charge. Entering your charging port, you closed your eyes as you heard the metal door close in front of you and click. You slept your sorrow away. Hoping you would be ready for the next day, as you would be back preforming with the rest of the gang. You wished for a restless sleep.

****Unfortunately, life likes to mess with people, and instead of having a peaceful sleep, you had horrifying nightmares of what had happened to each kid. Mike - Died as he was pushed down stairs, body never found. Marie - Died in car accident with her oxygen tank exploding, body never found. Alex - Died from suicide, body never found. Alice - Passed away in her sleep, body lost. The deaths of each kid was oddly specific, and held a lot detail within each story.

You woke up with a jolt, the door of your charging station swinging open as you fell out and landed face first into the floor. You panted, panicking.

Is that what happened to them. All of them. All dead.

With shaky knees you stood up and began to brush your tail. You slowly walked your way to the couch and flopped on it. Letting go of your tail, you pulled your knees up to your chest and you hugged them. From next to you, you grabbed your derpy Freddy plush and hugged it, trying to calm your racing gears and cogs. Your tail swished and your ears twitched. Your flinched as your security door swung open, Freddy and Bumblebee rushing in. "(Y/N)!" He froze dead still as he saw your whimpering form shake on the couch. You looked up at him, meeting his worried blue eyes gaze and you cracked. Tears welled up in your eyes and you began to sob again. "Hey, hey, Its okay." He soothed.

Cautiously making his way over to you, he sat down. He placed a warm paw on your back and you lunged into his arms crying. Without hesitation, he hugged you. He pulled you close and let you cry. He rubbed circled on you back as you whimpered. "I'll never see them again." Freddy looked down at you, upset and hurt because he knew. He pulled you closer, holding you in his warm embrace. "I know."