Nyctophobia(Glamrock Freddy x Reader)

Burning Soul

(Chapt. 11.)

What

What...?

Wh..

WHAT?!

Processing everything. My brain confused, trying to just take his words in.

"I killed him..." Max said followed by thick sounds of sobbing.

I don't understand. Why...? Should I be mad? Should I be pissed? I could feel my mouth open in shock, my eyes big with my brows up as I stare at the dark, endless night in the room I'm in.

He killed my dad. Shouldn't I be pissed? I'm pretty sure we all would get piss if someone killed our dad. But what if that dad deserved it? So should I be happy? I don't know anymore. I can't figure it out.

I'm lost.

I'm cold.

My mouth is getting dried from being open for so long in shock. I finally close it and averted my eyes to the ground. Everything is silent- awkward silence. All is heard is the silent sniffles of Max who started to calm down.

Silence. What a strange feeling. It could be either calm, or extremely uncomfortable. Fun, lovable. It has such a thick aroma.

Suddenly, loud creaking of metal could be heard in the disgusting filled room as I looked up in shock. Turning my body, squinting my eyes to adjust to the bright light that started to flicker in. A black figure was shown after ripping a wall barrier down- and with further inspection..

"Roxanne.."

The robotic wolf smirked in pride, turning as she signaled to what I assumed others were behind them. But what does it matter?

I could heard the thunders of feet coming over to us as Roxanne used her sharp nails to cut the tight ropes off our bodys. I looked down at my hands, the ropes leaving inprints on me- mixed with a nasty bruise.

"Ugh yuck, what is that smell!?" A gruff males voice said with distaste as the gator came down to us as well, helping me up.

I can't bother to stare, or listen. Or even move. Everything was a blur. The sounds were loud, but not too loud. Just enough so I could zone out and stare at a wall, holding myself tightly. Comfortably.

I'm still trying to figure out how to process that information- everything. I trusted him- but he killed my dad? I mean then again my dad wasn't so nice...god mom would know what to do in these positions.

Escaping that disgusting smell hellhole, I was embraced by something warm and friendly. I can't do with friendly anymore. What if it betrays me to? Like Max? But, would that be to bad? I'm so tired, and weak. My arms hurt and I don't bother to move them as I felt the warm arms tighten its grasps around me.

The body was so soft, I opened my eyes back up slowly, turning my head. The person must've felt my movement which ended with them standing straight.

I funally looked up just to see a happy yet so worried eyes locking into my eyes. I looked around and realized- I'm so screwed.

Everything finally shot back to me. Its like my heart has dropped and hit my heart. My body trembled, I felt so cold but I'm in a warm embrace. Why am I cold? I want to go home. I want to be with my mom.

I looked back up to Freddy whose comfort smile turned to a frown as he held me tighter.

"What even happen in there? How did you guys get there?" Vanessa asked- she must be talking to Max since I heard his voice responsed.