Micheal Afton X Reader || Monday Mornings

07||Facing the truth

A/N: Before I begin this chapter, I just want to say thanks to all the commenters, you guys make my day. I've been sick lately, so I've been struggling to get out chapters. But what I do get out, I promise to make the chapters longer. Im moving schools, and changing courses so life's been rough. Stay safe!

Who was he, and could you trust him? Would you take the word of an animatronic over your bosses? Was that even a question to ask?

Turning over in your bed, you fumbled with the bed side light. It admitted a soft warm glow that highlighted majorty of the room. Sitting upright, you pushed the covers off your body. The cold air bit at your skin, making you shiver. The digital clock that sat on the nightstand read 4:38 am. Your mind was crawling with questions. It was no use Rolling over and trying to get some more rest.

Making your way over towards the kitchen, you grabbed a cup, filling it with water. Nothing could beat late night water. Taking a couple sips, the buzz of sleep let you go. You knew Kylie was asleep, but you so dearly missed the conversations you had when you got up. Kylie always knew how to make you smile, and you so desperately needed that right now. The feeling of guilt and betrayal dug into you like thorns. Making your stomach churn.

After finishing up with your drink, you headed back towards your bedroom. Tiptoeing along the way. Leaving the door open, you crawled back into bed. You decided, even if you didn't get sleep, rest would make up for it. Even if that rest consisted of you scrolling through your phone mindlessly.

Scrolling through Instagram, and watching some YouTube the time slipped by. Just enjoying the one sided company of your favorite YouTubers settled your nerves. Sure, it put a small cover on your feelings. But it will do. For now.

Until Instagram hit you with a notification. Your phone Lightly vibrated in your hand, causing a jolt of electricity to run through you.

You didn't want to give it a second glance, but, curiosity got the best of you.

It was a simple "post from 10 years ago." You were in your late teens, standing beside two others you looked up to.

That's when it hit you. It was sitting in your memories, buried. So deep in the depths of your mind.

When you were younger, you worked in building robotics. You were more then skilled and spent a lot of time tinkering with spare parts. Not to mention completely taking old computers apart to make new things.

You were in the robotics club ever since you could speak. Making anything to help out with daily life tasks always captured your intrest. You made it on the front of your towns newspaper a few times.

The two men standing with you in the picture were Henry Emily, and William Afton. They saw your work, and decided to teach you some things about robotics. At the time, the both of them were just starting their own business. 

Though, your time was cut short when your dad was in the hospital. He had an unexpected stroke, leaving him nearly on deaths doorstep.

You and your mom moved a couple hours away. That was your last picture with them. You remembered everything. They were both devastated to hear you had to go away. You were holding something. In your hands, you had a little spring bonnie plush.

They were the founders of Freddy Fazbears pizzeria. You helped them make everything just right, even if it was just adding on some safety features, and emergency services. It was a buried memory, all you could remember at that time was your father's untimely death.

"How come... I remember hearing about the pizzeria the first couple years... what happened.?" You took to the trusty search bar to fill you in.

"Two local children were reportedly lured back into the late hours of June 26th..."