William Afton x Reader {female reader}

Part nine |nightmares|

You jolted awake your body trembling and sweat dripping down your forehead. You sighed and held onto your head tiredly.

You groaned a bit as your mind felt scattered, you couldn't remember anything from your nightmare but it sure felt horrible.
You sighed and glanced out the window the sun staring back at you.
You sighed and looked away getting up and stretching. You go to change your clothes and make some breakfast.
You made eggs, French toast, bacon. Simple breakfast.

You smiled at Michael walking downstairs.
"Where's my dad?" He asked taking a piece of bacon and eating it.
"No clue. I thought to make food though eat up kid."

He nodded and ate for a bit. He then ran upstairs. You assumed he was going to get ready.
You finished making yourself a plate and ate your food.

William walked down, he looked worse than you did.
He poured himself coffee and downed it, he then treated himself to some of your food and went back upstairs to get ready.
You shrugged.
Despite the lack of sleep, you got and the nightmare, you were doing alright.
You rubbed your eyes and cleaned up the dishes.

William walked downstairs briefcase in hand. He looked to you and nodded his head in the direction of the door telling you to come with him. You nodded and followed.

The two of you got in the car and he drove off. You sighed.

The drive felt long and awkward small glances were shared, thankfully the music coming from the radio helped a little and calmed your nerves, you wondered what was going on in his head.

"Thank you for taking me shopping yesterday."
You said and he nodded.
"It needed to be done"
"Uh, so, when's the pizzeria closing?"
"Soon-"
"Uhm-"
"Y/n"
"Yes?"
"I'm not in the mood."
You rolled your eyes and looked out the window.

He looked to you.
"I'm sorry I just-" he sighed and went silent and back to driving.
You leaned your head on the door.

You pulled up to the pizzeria and you quickly got out, you began walking to the restaurant.

William follows behind. He led you to his office and sat you on one of the chairs.

"If anyone asks you too sick and I offered for you to stay in here."
You nodded and sighed as he sat down and began working. You sighed and got out of the chair and laid on the sofa in his office. You drifted into sleep.

You woke up about 2 hours later. William was still in his chair. You sat up and yawned.
You watched as his eyebrows furrow in frustration.
"You okay?"
"Yeah.. lawsuits."
"Why do you get so many."
"Children often go missing"
Oh right, you wondered once more if he had anything to do with it.

"Did you? Do it?"
You muttered. A brow raised as he turned his attention to you.
"Hm? What'd you say?"
He asked
"Did you have something to do with it? The disappearances?"
"Uhm-"
He shifted.
"Why would you ask me that?" He said letting out a slow exhale. He looked back to his paper stressed.
"Well, Uhm- I kinda. Thought that maybe-"
"Y/n."
"What-"
"Stop talking."
"Got it."
You quickly laid back down but shifted to the other side now facing the wall your back to him. You closed your eyes in an attempt to get another nap in.

"I did."
"Huh?"
"I killed those children."
Your eyes widened and you quickly looked at him.
"You did what?!" You shouted. He quickly got up and covered your mouth.
"Quiet!"
You trembled your eyes tear-filled.
"Why.." you said lowly his hands over your mouth causing your words to muffle. He slowly pulled his hand away.
"You would never understand a mind like mine." He muttered.
He was acting very strange. He pulled a piece of your hair and tangled it in his fingers as he sighed.
"Your kindhearted, your mind and soul are both so beautiful and strong, your body runs on kindness and despite your troubles.." he sighed.
"My mind, my soul, my heart. It's so different compared to yours. I wouldn't even know where to start if I tried to explain." He leaned in closer the tips of your noses nearly touching.
"Y/n I don't want you to be scared of me. But at the same time not only is that impossible but it helps me keep both you and me safe."
What did he mean by that?
You let out a slow and shaky exhale and turned away from him. He looked down in realization of how much you were shaking. He quickly lifted himself off of you and went back to work.
You simply cried a bit and sat there silently.

The day went on slowly the tension between the two of you making it more than awkward.

Finally, you two get home and you go on to help
Michael with schoolwork etc.
dinner was horrible. The silence. God the silence was so loud.
The end of the day comes around and you decide to snoop in the garage. You searched around for tools, etc. finally you snoop around his desk again and look through business letters and more.
While reading a letter the garage door opened, fuck.

You glanced up to see Williams's figure. The paper slipped within your fingertips and you ran.
William quickly ran after you, it was a cat and mouse chase around the garage. You make a failed attempt to open the door and that's when he pins you against the wall.
"I thought I told you not to snoop!" he shouted into your face. You cried a bit and looked at him.
"Your right, your heart is cold. I hate you so much"
When his grip loosened you looked him in the eyes. You saw his eyes fill with guilt, but the guilt quickly turned into anger.
He slapped you.
You gasped as your hand slowly felt against your cheek. The stinging feeling made your anger rise.
You turned your head to him and slapped him. His face didn't move although the red mark on his cheek said enough.
"Fuck you." You spat on his shoe and walked into the bathroom locking yourself inside. You cried as he banged against the door yelling and begging.
You just covered your ears and shut your eyes

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