[DISCONTINUED] -|Golden Memories| A William Afton x Female! reader story-

-Chapter 17-

(Image above is by dummywums on IG)-Chapter 17-
||TW for this chapter: Scars, SH scars, mentions of abuse, and mentions of alcohol abuse.|| This is the only time I will put a TW in my chapters, future chapters may include themes like this again WITHOUT a TW.||

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     The drive to William's house was silent except for an occasional sniffle from me or a choked sob. William would send an occasional glance filled with...guilt? Did he feel..guilty? Maybe I'm just overthinking things.

     When we arrived, William opened the car door for me and helped me out. "Come on. A shower and hot tea will help calm you down." William said as he put his arm over my shoulder. "Yeah. Thanks." Was all I could mumble out.

   When we made it into the warm house, William led me upstairs into his room. "The kids are at their mom's house today. They should be back tomorrow afternoon." William said as he dug around in his closet. "Here, darling." William said as he handed me a navy tee-shirt. "I don't think any of my bottoms would fit you, except..." William trailed off. "Just see what you can find. I'll be downstairs with tea." William said as he walked out. I sighed as I made my way towards the dresser with some of William's exes clothes.

    After rummaging around, I couldn't find anything but a pair of short biker shorts. 'I guess this will do.' I also found a pair of clean underwear with the tag still on it. 'Victorias Secret...expensive. $30 for a pair of underwear?? Jesus.' I thought with a slight chuckle.

     The hot water on my back was the best feeling I've felt all day. I sighed in relief as I scrubbed the lavender body wash into my skin.

    Once I dried off and got dressed, I made my way down stairs to the kitchen. William was sitting at the table with two cups of /favorite hot tea/ and warm cookies. I sat next to him with a smile on my face. "It's nice to finally see a smile on that beautiful face." William said, taking a sip of his tea. "Thanks. Today's just not the day, I guess." I replied with a light blush from the previous comment. William sighed. The silence was comfortable. I sipped on my tea a little bit, as it was still hot, and enjoyed the silence for once. I reached my hand over for one of the cookies and took a bite. It was the embodiment of 'The Perfect Cookie'.

     After a few minutes, the silence was broken. "Y/n, can I ask you something?" William asked in a gentle tone. "Hit me." I said as I took a sip of my tea. "Your arm.." William paused before continuing. "Can I ask, what happened? If it makes you uncomfortable, you don't need to answer." William asked in a soft voice. "It's alright. I get the question all the time. When Henry opened Fredbear's Family Diner, he needed some help with Fredbear's arm. One of the spring locks were loose, and he couldn't really fit both arms in there to tighten it. So, he asked me to do it instead. I know how spring lock suits work, I mean- I practically built one. Anyways, I wasn't being cautious enough, knowing the consequences of what would happen if I tripped one of the locks. Which is exactly what happened, obviously. It hurt. It hurt so bad, that I couldn't even cry. I couldn't even speak. I was in shock. Just watching the blood pool out of the golden arm.. I didn't know what to do. Henry took me to the hospital. I hated the hospital; still do. I had to stay in there for 3 months. It was actual hell." I said. William just sat there in shock. "What's wrong?" I asked as I looked up at him. "Nothing. I just didn't expect you to actually tell me, I guess. I think that's the most I've ever heard you talk, love." William said with a chuckle. I just giggled at the comment. "Well, now you know why. I tend to ramble on." I said as I waved my hands around. William began to roll up his sleeves. "Look." He said as he presented his arms in front of him. They were littered in the exact same scars.

     "Im covered in them. I was in a spring lock incident. There was only a 5% chance I could survive. It was a miracle that I did. It was agonizingly slow. Feeling my lungs fill up with my own blood; my vocal cords almost being torn apart....thank god Henry found me." William said. "Henry's had it bad too, y'know. Just finding us like that..." I trailed off as I traced my fingers over the pink scars. But I took notice to the other scars as well. More specifically, self harm scars. Some were old and faded while some were very new. I rubbed my thumb over one of them, glanced at William, and back at the scars. I turned my left arm over, showing William my faded scars. He sighed as he rubbed his thumb over them. "I was young and didn't know any better way to cope. My mom died giving birth to me, so my dad was all I had. He was terrible. I hated him. He would go to work, drink until he couldn't speak, beat me, scream at me, touch me, repeat-" William pulled me into a tight hug before I could finish. I was crying and I didn't even realize it. "It's alright, sweetheart." William whispered into my ear as he patted my back. "....once he was caught, Henry, my moms brother, took me in to stay with him. I'll never find a way to tell Henry how grateful I am for him." I spoke through my sobs. I wiped them away as I looked up at William. He cupped my cheek, wiping the warm tears away.

   "William...I don't like anything about me." I croaked.

    William had a slight look of shock and sympathy. He was silent for a moment, still cupping my cheeks. "Me too." He inched a little closer. "But you..." he glanced at my lips, then back at my eyes. "Are absolutely perfect, Y/n." He closed the space between us. The kiss wasn't rough. It was slow and longing. I kissed back. William slipped his tongue in, deepening the kiss. it was passionate and euphoric.

     When we finally broke apart for air, Williams face was red. I could only assume mine was worse. A smile appeared on my face. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't think- and- mmf-!" I cut him off with a kiss. It lasted a good few seconds. When we broke apart, again, his face was even redder then before. I only giggled in response. "It's fine. I liked it anyways. I like..you." I said with a goofy grin as I looked at my lap, like it was the most interesting thing at the moment. I was to afraid to look up. Too afraid of confrontation. William pulled me into a hug. "That makes two of us, darling." He replied.

     William got up to put the (now cold) tea and plate in the sink. "Ready for bed, love?" He asked in a sleepy voice. "Definitely." I responded.

    I cuddled up close to William as he rubbed my back. The bed was so warm and comfortable. "How do you think Elizabeth and Michael will react?" William said in a soft tone. "The real question is, how do you think Henry will react?" I asked. He only gave a small groan in response. All he had on were his boxers. Seeing the scars that littered his body gave me the chills. I was wearing William's navy tee-shirt and underwear as I played with his hair. I sighed as I finally fell asleep.

(Jesus this chapter was a ride. If there are any spelling mistakes or errors please let me know!) -Words:1349-