Not Guilty // William Afton

fourteen •

tw// mention of sa?

4 nights later

I woke up from my sleep to knocking at my front door.

I groaned and looked at the time.

4:17 AM

KNOCK KNOCK

Who the hell is at my door at this time?

I groggily stepped out of bed and opened my bedroom door.

It wasn't too dark in my apartment, the streetlights had been beaming through the living room curtains.

I sighed and approached the door, looking through the peephole.
(istg i have a phobia for peepholes or something because looking through one is so fucking scary)

William? What the hell?

I quickly unlocked the door and pulled it open. "William? What the fuck it's 4 am?"

"I know I just- Can we go for a walk?" William asked.

His hair was all disheveled, his eye bags heavy like always, he was pale. He was wearing a simple purple shirt with black sweatpants. He looked like he had either just rolled out of bed, or had not been in bed at all.

"No?" I said tiredly.

"Willow, please?" he continued.

I brought my hands up to my face and pulled my eyelids down, waking up.

"Why at this time? If you're gonna kill me can you do it some other time?" I asked.

"Willow, you've got to stop thinking i'm always gonna kill you. I'm not. If I wanted to, you would have been dead already. You think I would hold back? Yes I have thought about it, but you already know that and I've told you I wouldn't kill you without you wanting to die. Now can we go for the walk?" William explained.

I looked at him with heavy eyes.

Without responding, I leave the door and go over to put on my shoes, with William standing at the doorway debating if he should enter or not.

After putting on the shoes, I walk back to the doorway and grab my sweater. "Let's go." I mumbled, closing the door after me.

The walk down the hallway and the ride down the elevator was silent. William didn't even have a sweater, and I'm pretty sure it was at least 40 degrees.

We left the building, a cool breeze hitting us as we opened the front doors.

We walked off the premises, following a little alley into a park.

"Could you tell me what this is about?" I put my hands into my pants pockets.

William shrugged his shoulders. "I just couldn't sleep. Started getting aggravated with the fabric of my sheets so it made me nervous, I thought it would be nice to take a walk."

"Aggravated with the fabric of the sheets?" I repeated.

"Yeah, you know, when you can't sleep and then you get uncomfortable and then you get frustrated with being uncomfortable then you become aware of the fabric and you wanna tear it apart, then you just get nervous?" William spoke calmly.