Promise Me - A Michael Afton x Fem Reader story

Not Again...

CW: (blood, heavy topics)
A/N - this chapter is kind of short, there will be another one later though!
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Because of all the alcohol you've been drinking, you wake up at four in the morning to use the bathroom. Michaels grip on you is tight, even in his sleep.

Successfully getting out from his hold, you pretty much run to the bathroom in the dark house.

When you're done you decide to check if Henry's home yet because it was pretty odd that he isn't home at this hour.

You pull back the curtain in the living room that has a view of the driveway. Sure enough, it's empty. "Where the hell is he? Is he here and maybe he brought his car to the shop?"

The thing is, the house is quiet. Usually you're able to hear the sounds of Henry's snoring.

You make your way to his bedroom, just to go check.

As you approach the door you become more and more anxious, like something's not right. Your breathing starts to quicken and you feel your hands start to shake.

You take hold of Henry's door handle and slowly begin to open it. It sounds empty and still inside. You wait to listen for any breathing but hear nothing. "It's fine- it's nothing- he's probably working extra late I shouldn't be so worked up. He's a grown ass man he can handle being out late."

But just as you're going to close the door, you see a pair of little gray eyes faintly glowing in the dark on the side of Henry's bed. "What the fuck is that?!?! Am I hallucinating?? I have to be it looks like a tiny animatronic"

Wanting to ease your mind a little more you flick on the light switch.

It definitely is an animatronic.

You freeze and you feel your blood rub cold. It's big round eyes look like they're staring right back at you. "An endoskeleton?" Stepping a little closer to it, you notice one of its arms are sticking up, like it's holding something. Curious as to what it could be you walk up to it.

But it's holding something you would've never expected.

A knife.

A bloody knife.

It feels like your heart just stopped. You lock your eyes on the dripping knife, too afraid to look over at the blurry red mess you're able to see out of the corner of your eye.

"No.. no. No it can't be possible. It's not."

Looking over, your thoughts are proved incorrect.

"Not again.. not again- what's happening- what"

Your thoughts become frantic and incomplete

His body is sprawled out.

And there's blood everywhere.

And you all just got pranked.

Happy April fools day.

The real chapter will be out later