Love to Die For (William Afton x Reader) |UNDER REVISION!|

Chapter 34: The Deal

"Y/N, we need to talk." I already knew it was bad when William actually used my name, but I never thought he would show up at my house at 7 in the morning just to 'talk'.

"Okay..." I answered, unsure to what I was agreeing to. William sighed and sat next to me on my bed. I decided I would question how he got into my house later.

"Have the spirits said anything to you recently?" Yes. I couldn't tell the truth, they had been appearing in my nightmares, warning me about William, but I didn't want him to hear all this. I feared he wouldn't take it well so I lied.

"N-no, not since Chris..." It has been about a week since that incident. During that time, William would come over at least twice a day to check on me. Although, he would usually remain quiet besides asking about my pain. I assumed it was because he wanted to have this conversation with me.

"Y/N." He warned. "Don't lie to me." Shit. I sighed and decided to tell the truth, he wasn't buying this anyway.

"They've said some disturbing things, William." I gazed down to the floor, trying to break eye contact with William.

"Is it about me?" He questioned hesitantly.

"Yes." Was all I could spit out.

There was silence. The two of us stayed like this for a while until I heard William let out a deep breath. I didn't want to hear the tragedies he's done, but I knew he was about to let it all out. I waited for my impending doom as I saw William open his mouth.

"I killed Charlie." William stated bluntly. My eyes darted off from the floor and peered into him. I backed away from him, frightened. He let out a sigh as he watched me do so.

"What? Why!?" I yelped. It was already hinted through my nightmares William had murdered a child, but Henry's daughter? Why would he do such a thing to his best friend?

"Henry wanted to close the place, and I wasn't in the right state of mind. I took my anger out on his child, trying to seek revenge." William held a guilty look on his face as he spoke, but that didn't catch my sympathy. I was staring into the eyes of a murderer. He had confessed a murder to me, I could go to the cops and get him arrested, but for some reason I didn't. I couldn't make myself get up and scream, or call for help. I sat there and read his expression, ashamed by my choice to stay silent.

"I won't say anything." I mumbled, breaking the silence. William looked up at me in total shock. His eyes wide open.

"Why not..?"

"I don't know. You don't deserve it, but I can't bring myself to do it." I closed my eyes, guilt coursing through my veins.

"T-thank you..." William muttered.

"You haven't murdered anyone else, have you?" I asked coldly.

"No, no, but I get these urges. I try my best to fight them off but-" he stopped. "Never mind. You wouldn't understand."

"William, what urges?" My curiosity got the best of me, as I averted my eyes towards his saddened ones.

"I get these urges, to kill." He answered shamefully.

"Have you gave in..?"

"Only with Charlie." He sighed.

"How do you fight these urges, William?" His eyes glowed up as I mentioned the question, unsure why, I awaited for his response.

"I used to just get drunk, but for some reason, you, help the urges."

"What? Why me?" I held a confused expression on my face.

"I'm not even sure myself, but you calm me down, Y/N. I actually feel happy when I'm with you." I sat there in confusion. Was he not happy before? Why do I change that? What makes me so special? My thoughts were interrupted by William.

"I haven't felt what you've given me in a long time..." He mumbled, loud enough for me to hear.

"Which is?"

"Peace, joy, hope, l-" he stopped mid-sentence. I furrowed my brows at his sudden pause. He looked up at me, was he blushing? He held a embarrassed look on his face as he stared at me.

"I'll tell you that another day..." he continued. Tell me what?

"So you're saying that I can stop these urges?" I broke the silence.

"Yes."

"Okay I have a deal for you, Afton." I smiled, William held a dazed look.

"Such as?" He questioned.

"I'll forgive you, if you let me help you with these urges." He seemed to be considering it, I hoped he would accept this because I honestly don't know what I'd do if he didn't.

"Deal."