Chapter 18: Rain pt. 2

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Clyde POV:

Red wrapped his arm around my waist as we watched the group do ridiculous dares and stupid truths. Suddenly the lights went out and Red pulled me closer to him. I fucking love this man.

Bonnie POV:

After the lights went out, like little children, we all started screaming and screeching until a flashlight beamed in the dark. Spring stood in the darkness and one by one shone his flashlight across the room,

"I think that means we move on to the next part of the evening!"

"The fuck—" I called out but to no avail, Spring had already made up his mind.

"It's scary story time chillren!!" He sat down and tilted the flashlight so that it made his goofball face menacing.

"There once was a man who owned a restaurant. He along with his co-owner, his son, had a wonderful pizzeria that I based my attraction on. But the scariest part was the bite of '83!" This got everyone's attention instantly.

Spring smiled as he paused before starting again, "it was a normal day. Me and my Ugly Ex were performing until he decided we should ditch. At the time we had these animatronics that's we built together. Anyway, we snuck off and we didn't even make down the block before we saw people running out of the restaurant in mass hysteria. We turned around and ran back and all we saw was the bear animatronic munching down on some kid's head!!" The room was filled was gasps before he finished the story.

"That was the worst night of my life and to top it all off! The person who was supposed to be in charge was my boyfriends kid brother! He couldn't do that right!"

The room erupted with laughter, all except for Fred.

Fred POV:

Why the actual fuck would he bring that up!! That was the worst time of my life!! It was his fucking fault it even happened!!! My anger rose and rose until I felt Claire tap my arm,

"You ok Fred?" I nodded before asking for the flash light.

"I've got a story to make your soul leave your fucking body. Once there was a little boy. He thought he was safe in a special place, his favorite place!!" I paused to collect my thoughts, "He thought he was safe but he was wrong. He and his friends all crowded around the stage to watch his two favorite people perform. His eyes lit up every time he saw them! Suddenly the curtain closed and there was a 10 minute break before the next show... All the little kids danced, and screamed, and ran around while they waited. One by one his friends seemed to disappear. Suddenly, a man in a yellow bunny costume beckoned children to him.. he called out and held a chocolate cake in one hand as he led them to the employees only room." The room was filled to tense silence as Fred took a second before continuing on.

"The man opened the door and shut it quick after he ushered the kid inside the dimly lit room. Before long the kid saw the bodies of his friends all laying lifeless against the wall. The boy turned to the man in the yellow bunny costume, what was cake turned into a bloody knife, and what was life turned into a brutal death.... But it doesn't stop there.." Fred's eyes teared up with rage, "The yellow bunny took each lifeless body and stuffed it into the animatronic suits to rot and decay. He left them there and the had no justice, no closure. Rumor has it, their souls live on in the metal cages of the animatronics, never to see the light of day again..." I turned off the flash light and sat in the uncomfortable silence before a voice broke the tension.

"Is that a true story?" Collins asked.

I turned the flashlight back on, "Do you want it to be?" I turned it back off before I did the fazbear roar at the sound of thunder. The whole house erupted with screams that turned into laughter. I smiled as Claire leaned on me laughing.

Bonnie POV:

Even in the darkness I could see the outline of the two love birds. I couldn't handle it anymore.. I need some fucking air!! I stood up and stormed out of the room. I made my way to my room and slammed the door. I pressed my back against the door and sunk to the floor with an angered cry. I held onto my sweatshirt tightly as I felt a part of me burn. I know I shouldn't feel this way but I can't help it! I love him!! My heart burns and yearns to be with him!! I can't get him out of my fucking head!!! I think I'm dying this can't be love right?!??







































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