William Afton X Y/N

A Downward Tumble

       It was 1983, about 29 at this time, I'd just gotten fired from my job at a restaurant, I honestly was completely lost at this point. I haven't changed jobs since I got out of college, it was the only certification I had and I didn't have the money to go to college again. It wouldn't be easy finding a job in this profession, so I had to scavenge through all the newspapers and ask around. I truly couldn't find a single job option, I was utterly hopeless. That's when I had gotten an eviction notice, I mean, it was foreseen but so very upsetting, I was at my very lowest, my life had was quickly going into a downward tumble. I was going to be homeless in a few days and I hadn't even filled out a singular job application. This is it, I thought, I'm gonna die in the cold and harsh Utah winter. As I pondered what to do for days and days, two weeks had come up, I had been evicted and I'm still jobless. And now homeless.

    With all fragments of hope sucked out of me, I head out in my car to a nearby parking lot. I mean, it could be worse, what if I didn't have a car? But, at the same time, no money equals no gas. So my warmth and safety wouldn't last more than a few days. I spent most of my days scouring every outlet of information I had available, jumping from library computers to posters on random walls. At one point I just had decided to give up and wait, till death I suppose? May sound a bit morbid, but what else could I do? I had nothing, no family, no friends, and not a job to be found. So I sat in my car for about 3 days, I hadn't eaten for 2 weeks, as I had run out of snacks in my car. I was practically skin and bones and almost dying of frostbite. By this time I had become so pallidly ill, I didn't have a hope in the world.

  I awoke to a knocking on my car window, I shivered in fear, I was a defenseless person in a random parking lot. I envisioned what terrible outcomes could occur, a thief even a kidnapper could even be a killer. I tried to cover myself to not be found, even though I knew I was going to die, I would hate to be brutally murdered. Then I heard a voice,

"Hello? Y/N..?" Could it be? I think I knew that voice.

"Oh thank heavens," I sighed and opened the door "You're not a murderer at all!" I regarded. The man had a tall, thin figure. I had recognized his voice cause he was one of my classmates in high school. I faintly remembered his name, but I had recently saw a newspaper about his successful pizzeria establishment. William Afton, that's right, William Afton I couldn't be any more glad to see him.

  "Well, I sure hope I don't come off as such."
He chuckled. I tried to step out of the car, as I tried to do so I stumbled, I was so weak I could hardly hold my own weight. As I stumbled, William quickly reacted and caught me. He held me up as I was having such a hard time even walking. "Oh, Y/N what happened..?" He asked.

"Well, it's kinda a long story." I respond.

"I see, well, how about I take you to my house and you can tell me all about what happened?" I agreed, and he took me back to his home. He had two children and it was late, so we quietly spoke and I told him everything. This conversation we shared had given me something I've been yearning for for a while, hope.

"I'm so sorry you didn't have anyone to help you out." William said with a remorseful tone. He really seemed to care, like he wanted to listen, and I appreciated that.

"I appreciate you listening, I best be on my way though." I concluded.

"What? What do you mean on your way? You can't leave in the state your in, you must stay." He pleaded.

"I'd hate to be a bother." I insisted

"Really Y/N , you must stay, we have an extra room and you could work at the pizzeria." Wow, this man was really generous, I decided to accept the offer and he led me to this extra room.

  "Here you are, your very own room." He said in a sort of presenting voice, it made me laugh a bit.

"Thank you, William, I really appreciate it."

After he made me some warm soup and I went to bed. As I lay down I sat to think for a bit, I surveyed the room and noticed something, something somewhat strange. A photo of a woman with William, I guess he had to of had a wife at one point. But something about it made me somewhat jealous? Who was I to be jealous, come on y/n you hardly know this guy. And then it hit me, am I sleeping in a dead woman's room?! I guess it made sense but I got a sort of satisfaction knowing she was dead, what the hell is wrong with me? I sank down into the covers and fell asleep.

   I awoke with William over my bed, "WHAT THE HELL?" I shouted

His pale face flushed into a light pink. "I'm sorry- I was gonna wake you up but you woke up before I got a chance."

I sat up, "That's okay, sorry for shouting, you just scared me..."

"Well, I made breakfast if you'd like to join us." He said. I dunno that'd be kinda weird, with his family and all..

"Or I could just bring it here?" He suggested

"Yeah that'd be nice, thanks." He brought the food and I ate, it was pretty mediocre food, I enjoyed it nonetheless. I suppose I'll have to go to work very soon, for the first time in weeks.

Thanks for reading, that's literally all I can take. I'll write more very soon if you like it!!