On the Other Line (phone guy x reader)

Find the Purple Man

"Y/N, I can't tell you." Scott sighed.

"Why not?!"

"Because then you'll be involved and I don't want you to be." Scott placed his hand on top of mine.

"If it means helping you, I'll do it." I moved his hand off mine.

"Vincent."

"What?"

"Y/N, get Vincent. He'll know how to help."

With that, you backed away from Scott. But not before he kissed your hand. Blushing, you walked out of the hospital and went to find Vincent, and he better hope that he didn't do anything to harm Scott, or else I'd make him pay the price.

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I tried going everywhere. Freddy's, local restaurant's, local cafe's, and I couldn't find him! I had his number so I had already called him profusely but he didn't answer. Nor did he answer my texts. I just wish Scott would tell me so I could help, especially since Vincent was being useless.

Vincent had stopped visiting Scott a few days ago. I don't know why, but since then I hadn't heard a word from him or about him. It was odd. I didn't even know if he was alive or not, and he was the only one who could help Scott!

After searching for hours, I decided to give up and go back to the hospital. I had basically searched the whole town for Vincent and no one had seen him. He always sent me to voicemail and never responded to any of my texts. It was extremely frustrating.

As I walked into Scott's hospital room, there was something different. I got this weird feeling in my stomach, almost like a gut feeling. It was telling me to leave.

I wasn't sure if Scott's weird behavior that caused this but my stomach was in knots when Scott jolted up from his hospital bed and flashed a smile at me.

"Did...uh... Did Foxy ever appear in the hallway?"

His voice was almost...glitchy? It was also a lot more deeper and ominous than usual. Not to mention how Scott is strangely smiling at me. I almost felt the urge to put the phone mask back on him. That's how creeped out I was.

"Um, Scott?" I hesitantly walked closer towards him.

"Probably not. I was just curious. Like I said, he was always my favorite."

Scott continued to ramble and express his words with his hands. It was definitely odd behavior for him. But I couldn't tell if this was the drugs or if this had to do with Freddy's. It must have to do with Freddy's, right? Why else would he be talking about it?

"But kids these days just can't keep their hands to themselves. The staff literally has to put Foxy back together after every shift."

"Uh...you're scaring me, Scotty."

This time, I backed away from Scott's smirking figure as his grin grew wider and wider. Why was he acting like this? Is this some form of PTSD? Did something take control of him?

My unanswered questioned remained unresolved and just as I was about to call for a nurse another figure burst in through the door.

It was the man I had been trying to contact all day. Fucking, Vincent. Oh, he was going to get a piece of my mind!

"Vincent! Where the hell have you been?! Why have you been ignoring me?!" I screeched. However, Vincent ignored me once again and instead glared at Scott. The two were in a stare off until eventually Vincent broke the weird silence.

"Get out of my friend!" He snarled. Wait, what?

"Uh, we may end up having to close for a few days... I don't know." Scott replied, completely ignoring Vincent. Instead, he turned to face me and held his usual creepy smile.

"Hey, look at me! Leave her out of this!" Vincent stomped over to Scott. What the hell is going on?

"Uh, Vincent-"

"I'll explain later, Y/N!"

Before I could say anything, Vincent pulled out a needle from his backpack and injected it into Scott's IV. Scott immediately fell back into his bed and went into a deep slumber. I held back the urge to kill Vincent.

"Oh my god! DID YOU JUST KILL HIM?!"

"What? No! This'll help keep that freak out of Scott!" I still had no idea what he was talking about. All I knew was that Scott was breathing and no longer being weird.

"You have a lot of explaining to do, mister." I crossed my arms.

"Scott told me not to tell you." I groaned internally. How am I supposed to help if he doesn't let me?!

How am I supposed to save you..?