𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 | Yan!FNAF x child!reader [✘]

TAPE 1

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭.

The sun shone brightly on the face of a small petite girl lying in bed. she had soft [H/C] colored locks as a smile adorned her on face. but that didn't last long as her phone started vibrating rapidly. The girl groaned before aggressively turning it off. "stupid Matt with his stupid pranks" she mumbled before getting out of the comfort of her blanket.

"Honey! are you up yet?? breakfast is ready!" a woman, presumably her mother shouted. "coming.....mom..." she said between a yawn before making her way to the bathroom. grabbing a toothbrush while putting paste on it and shoving it right into her mouth.

After she was done, she climbed down the stairs as she greeted her so called family. "Good morning mum aand.....mason....." pulling out a chair while sitting down on it as she greeted her elders. "Good morning sweetie! did you sleep well?" her mother greeted her as she placed a plate full of pancakes in front of her. "Yep....Totally had a beautiful slumber..." she said tiredly while the brunette besides her rolled his eyes. 'keep rolling those damn balls until they fall out, or I rip them off myself' she thought "so [Y/N]..." her mother started as you look over her with a confused expression. "do you remember what day it is today?" her mother asks as she replied with "I dunno, 21th august?" her mother AND her brother rolled their eyes. before her mother could even say anything, her brother cut her off.

2ND PERSON POV

"it's your birthday idiot!" he said "oh yes, my bad-" you said before matt cut you off "how the fuck can you even forget that?! if it weren't for you, Tasha would have been alive!!" he finishes his sentence while looking at you with wide eyes with hatred. "well you can't blame me, I forget almost EVERYTHING!! and guess who's fault is that? you. EVERY DAMN THING YOU DO IS MY FAULT HUH?! IF YOU AND YOUR STUPID FETISH FOR PRANKS DIDN'T EXIST THEN MAYBE THE ACCIDENT WOULDEN'T BE A THING!!! JUST WHY-" Just then, a loud slap was delivered to her. there stood Mason, his bangs covering his eyes, creating a shadow on his upper face. while you, had a large hand mark on the side of your face.

"MASON ELLIOT AUSTIN!!" your mother yelled loudly as a warm liquid flowed down your face. "room. now." and with that, he left. "[y/-" "I want to go home...." you said as your mother looks at you with wide, fearful, eyes. "But!-" "I'm sorry, but I think my time here is over." and with that, you left to your room. shutting your door, locking it while curling up in the floor as more tears dripped down your face.

Meanwhile, Mason, on the other side, was TERRIFIED of what you had just said. 'i've made a grave mistake...' he thought. "I'm sorry, [Y/N].... Don't go...." he whimpers as tears he was holding back flowed down his face. he didn't want you to go. he didn't want you to go back to that hellish excuse of caretaker. he will do ANYTHING to keep you close. he will do ANY sacrifice for you. since you were the one who brought light to his dark world.

to this day, you couldn't decide if your birthday was the best, or the worst.

572 Words.