Just an Attraction (Yandere! Springtrap x Fem! Reader)

6 - Quit

Yet the strike never came and instead the animatronic stood still. Its jaw unhinging as the next words escaped from its soundbox.
"Who are you? Where is Michael?" It asked as its chunky ears twitched while it lowered its frame to around my height.
I watched in horror as it suddenly reached forward to grip tightly onto my forearm. Its metal fingers squeezing down hard enough to leave a fat bruise on my (s/c) skin.
When I remained quiet, it proceeded to tighten its grip resulting in a squeak coming out of my mouth. A growl emitted from its throat as it eyed me in a judgmental manner. What did it want with Michael? And why?

"What the fuck are you?" I hissed out through my teeth, I was beginning to grow more angry than afraid. This was not how I predicted my night to go. Dying at the hands of a rabbit animatronic? That was pathetic. My gaze narrowed down into a glare as I forced myself to stare into its hideous silver eyes, "I'm not fucking Michael. I don't know where he is either so get your fucking hands off me." I attempted to retract my arm but it stayed put from the strength of his hold.
"You are lying. I have seen him in the day and I know he works here. I did not wait 30 years in this suit for him to leave me." It croaked, "You better bring him here, woman." Yanking my arm back, I felt my body pull forward before he shoved my shoulder back with his free hand. As a result, I stumbled on my feet feeling my back slam against the exit doors.
"Fuck!" I shouted from the stinging sensation of the impact.
"You realize I have no use for you? I can kill you if I wanted to. I can make that old bastard know very well that you were useless and that you did not bring me any satisfaction. You are a mere human sacrifice brought to please my needs." It informed me as it watched how I wriggled on the stained concrete floor. My hand grasped over my tingling shoulder seemed to hurt more than the bruised forearm.
"Fuck your needs you stupid rabbit." I wasn't thinking as I cussed him out. The only thoughts ringing in my head would be associated with the intense fear I felt crouching below him. This was a nightmare and I wondered if I was the first or the second or the third to be a victim. Did other people know? Like Emma? Is this part of the show? My mind went blank as his massive hand slammed against the wall behind me. Crumblings of stucco planted over my figure. I knew I couldn't win against this being. I should give up; succumb to the death that awaited me yet it never came. Was he teasing me? The rabbit lowered its cranium to the side of my head. The wires poking out its eye grazed my cheek from how close it was. My lips quivered, unable to predict what it would do next to put me in a state of paranoia.
"You will retrieve Michael and bring him here at once." It demanded, "I am not a patient man. If you fail to meet my request, I will ensure you never get to see the light of day again."
"How long do I have?" Your response was a mere whisper but it was able to pick up on it clearly, "H-How long do I have, B-Bonnie?" You spoke again since It remained quiet.
"Don't ever fucking refer to me like that again, you cunt." It grumbled as it stood tall, "Bonnie is not my name. You may call me Springtrap. Get used to it or I'll embed it into your tiny fucking skull until you scream it out." Its large finger tapped the side of my temple a few times to emphasize the threat, "Now who might you be, doll?"
"(Y/N)," I stated numbly as he tilted his head. I turned my head to the side avoiding his gaze as I felt his silver orbs burning holes into my figure. He remained quiet for another minute or two most likely attempting to process his thoughts. Upon hearing a deep cackle, I finally turned my head to watch the figure retreat into the darkness of the ancient pizzeria.
"Five days. Do not disappoint me."
I didn't move from that spot since my brain buzzed from the variety of scenarios playing out of what would happen if I did.
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In less than an hour, Jim would arrive and I would make my declaration of quitting. Even though my safety wasn't reassured, I could care less if the damn "Springtrap" thing overheard.
"Now hold your horses there, (Y/N)!" He chuckled. The same kind of chuckle a father gives to their lying child, "What were you saying just right now?"
"I said that I'm quitting because my life is in danger and there's a huge animatronic in your building that just tried to fucking kill me!" I shouted angrily as I watched his lips twitch at the accusation, "I know I sound crazy but if you would just take a look inside and, and—and look! My bruises? You think I'd just willingly do this to myself?"
He eyed the chunky marks of bluish-green on my forearm before he clicked his tongue. A look of pure aggravation flickered in his gaze as he turned his head to the side placing his hands to rest at his hips. He thought for a bit before he finally responded to me, "Look," He began, eyes slowly shifting over to meet mine, "You can't quit. You can't even try to run off if you wanted to. Now I don't know what you've been seeing but thanks to the little contracts you signed you're stuck here, kid."
"What the hell are you talking about?" I glared daggers at this man. Had I not read the contract correctly? There was no way I was going back in there with that creature.
"You can try to run from this place but where is there to go? Tell people your stories and they'll just think you're some lunatic. Trust me, I've tried it before. Nobody will believe you or care for that matter. Now hear me out, I know how much you need this money. I'm willing to give you a raise if you keep that demon's existence a secret between the two of us, got it?" He reached forward to place his large hand over my shoulder but I smacked it off almost immediately out of irritation.
"Are you insane? You have a killer rabbit in there and you think money is going to compensate for my life? I should call the police on your ass!" I threatened to make sure to poke him in the chest as the words left my mouth. He merely responded in a chuckle, "I'd like to see you try. Believe me when I say that you don't have any power in this small of a town. Especially for someone of your...background." He shrugged me off, lightly pushing my hand off his chest as he quickly approached the front doors of the attraction.
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A/N: When I first started this book, I made it as a joke but seeing the amount of viewers I'm getting is making me seriously reconsider my intentions. I'm so thankful honestly.