A ghost inside of me

Chapter 7

Change your pronouns if you don't go by they/them

"Hey, Dirt Bag. Wake up." The nightguard just sat there, tied up and still unconscious.
"Here try this." John gave Charlie a Bucket full of Water. Of course she spilled it on Dave and woke up instantly and coughing.
I was just standing there. Not knowing what to do or think.
But as I looked at william, he was awake but I think hitting him with a bat wasn't the greatest idea, considering he looked like he was sleeping with his eyes open.
"Is he alive?" Jessica asked. Charlie's friend group wanted to know what exactly was going on. But there is something different about him.
John walked up to him clicking his fingers infront of his face: "He doesn't react. His pulse is normal tho."
Carlton was furiously mad at him: "Why don't you tell you tell us about the kids you killed? And stuffed into those suits out there?"
Charlie's friend, John,thought it was nonsense. I didn't even know what they were talking about. But it made sense, since Dave stuffed Carlton in a suit too.
"THIS is the man who killed Micheal and all the other Kids." The red haired guy continued.
The man infront of William couldn't hold his anger in anymore. He clenched his hand into a fist and swung it at the Nightguard, that didn't seem to realise anything of what was happening. Seriously, I think he got brain damage from it. Charlie looked over to the corner of the room and saw the Springbonnie head. She took it from the box and said: "You want this? You NEED this?" And put it onto his head. "My dad trusted you. What did you do to him?"
"Why don't you ask him, himself?" Dave said looking at me.

What?

Is he really thinking I AM Henry? I don't even like Charlotte. What's up with him. She looked at me confused.
"Aw, don't play dumb Henry, I know it's you, inside this body. If you don't want to explain I can do it for you." He replied to my silence.
"You seriously got brain damage from that bat. What's wrong with you? I am not Henry. How could it be possible in any way?" I tried to make it clear to him.
"*sigh* I helped him create. We both wanted love. Your father loved. And now I have loved." He is crazy. Is he in love with me? In love with Henry? Wow gay bastard.

"SICK BASTARD! These kids YOU killed are STILL here - you've imprisoned those kids! How could you kill them?!" Carlton screamed at him out of nowhere.
"No. They are home with me. Their happiest day. There is no way out anymore. All that is left is family but it was simple, really. I can demonstrate it for you, if you'd like, though I do find it quite concerning that you don't know how to grab a knife." He said in a disturbing way.
"Then you're trapped here, too. So you're not going to hurt anyone else." I kneeled down to him while explaining.
"I don't have to, sweetheart. When it gets dark, the spirits will awaken. They will kill you all. I'll just walk out in the morning, stepping over your friends corpses. One by one."
He replied back.
These aren't my friends anymore. I am quite sure they don't care about me. Not anymore...

"They'll kill you too, or not? They're the spirits of the kids YOU killed. Why would they kill my "friends". Its you they're after." I started a conversation between the two of us.
"No, I am quite confident that I will survive. They don't remember they've forgotten. The dead do forget. All they know is that you are here, trying to take away their happiest day."

"wait wait wait. What about Y/N? You always mention the "friends" but not (them). What are you doing with Y/n then?" Carlton interrupted us. He was the only one who Knew about the kiss. And that this killer is probably in love with me.
"Oh because (they) are part of my life now. I will take Y/n with me. Right Henry? You WILL come with me!" He said confidently.
"How do you think I am possibly Henry! I am a total different person, who do you think you are, calling me Henry? I don't even like Charlotte. She couldn't be my daughter in any way! I hate this friend group. They are treating me like shit. Carlton is the only one who really liked me. We were best friends, but over time we grew apart! If I would be Charlie's father everything would be different! This is Bullshit. And I will surely not come with you! You are a sicko. You kissed me without my consent and doing these disturbing things to me! You act like this is my family and you want me to get away from them! Do you even care A BIT about anything that's happening here right now?" I snapped all of a sudden. Jessica, John, Charlie looked at me shocked, while Carlton was just looking away sad.
I could see Williams dirty smile behind the Springbonnie head. I was even shocked at myself for saying this out loud. He just made me so angry.
I backed away from The nightguard and the shocked group.
"If I say yes, will I get some kind of bonus? Heh. Anyways, You are intruders. Grown-Ups.
None of you will survive the night." He looked at the four friends. I don't know what to think. He is just continuing like nothing happened.
"Don't you want to join me? Getting out of here alive? Stepping over their dead bodies. You are filled with rage and agony. I can see through your emotion. I know every step you are going to take. So you won't have a chance Anyways." Turning his head back to me again.
He's letting me decide but not decide at the same time. He's so manipulating.
"Why should I trust you?" I said pathetically.
"Because I murdered a bunch of kids of course. Who wouldn't trust me?" Dave said in a sacrastic tone
Of course...
John went to him and interrupted him. He knew I shouldn't answer this: "and what makes you think they won't kill you?"

"Because I am one of them."

"We are not getting anything else out of him... he doesn't answer properly to us..." Charlie said disappointed.
We heard a loud thump and the whole group ran out. I stayed right where I was standing. I don't think I belong to them anymore.
"So. Don't you want to untie me?" Dave asked friendly.
"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?! YOU JUST MADE ME LOOSE MY ONLY FRIENDS AND MY BEST FRIEND!" I screamed at him mad.
"No, this wasn't me. You exposed yourself infront them. It wasn't my fault, that you snapped like this, just because you had pressure." He replied calm.
I don't understand. I didn't wanted to think about it anymore. I need to move on, beginning with untying him...

When I was done he quickly stood up and hugged me tight. Am I really falling for him? Is this really happening? A crazy child murderer hugging me? Heat rushed up my face and he gave me a kiss on my head.
"OK let's move on. I need to get my full suit." William let go of me and put on the Springbonnie suit.
But first he undressed himself.
Creep.
I looked away and waited till he wore the whole yellow rabbit.
"Let's go, shall we?" He grinned at me.
"You know, I won't help you kill anybody. And I am just here with you because I want to get out of here. Because my friends just left me here... with you. I didn't had a chance, so don't think that we are partners in crime. Understood you insane creep?" I tried to make it as clear as possible.
"I was never sane, sweetheart. I know. But I know as well how to change your mind." He began walking towards me. "Stop it! Fuck you." I tried to walk backwards, trying to escape. Instead I fell on the ground and pushed myself away from him on the floor. "Well I know you're in love with me, but that much that quick?" He laughed sarcastically. Then, I suddenly sprinted forward and grabbed his leg. He fell to the ground and I quickly ran to him and sat on him. I tangled his arms in mine so he couldn't hurt me or do anything else. I held one fist up in the air ready to punch him.
"Heh. I know you won't do it. I know exactly what's in your mind, sweetheart. You couldn't even hurt a fly. Neither you would hurt me! So put your fist down honey." Dave smiled at me and carefully untangled one of his hand that had the knife, without me noticing.
"Oh, and how would I know YOU wouldn't try to kill me? Why shouldn't I punch you unconscious? You are trying to hurt me and the group. It would be just fair!" But I knew he was right. I couldn't possibly hurt him. I liked him too much... WHY JUST WHY! Argh...
"Because if I would try to kill you, I would've done it a long time ago." William poked carefully the knife against my chest, so that I noticed it.
Wow. What a player.
"And... I know that you are in love with me. Its no big secret y'know? I think even your red haired friend knows. What's his name? Carlton? Since the first time you looked at me, your face went red like a potato, haha!" This dirty killer was right. I tried to stay still and kept my slight angry face. He won't manipulate me!
Out of nowhere, he pushed me aside and now HE was on top of me.
Frick... is he trying to dominate me or some shit? But he is really hot wjole doing it. NO, no! That's what he wants! Just don't think about him!
My face went red yet again.
Dave just laughed like a maniac and got off me.
"Come on now! We are on the same side right? These people betrayed you. They left you alone with a serial killer. Can you believe it? Even your childhood friend. Pathetic, isn't it? Let's team up. You want revenge on them, don't you?" He stood up and stretched out his hand to me. He was right. He was soo goddammit right.

I took his hand and nodded...