Chapter 1

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I wake up and get out of bed and check my phone.

The time flashes on my screen.

"Fuck! I'm late for work!"

I run to my closet and look for my uniform and get dressed.

I run down the stairs. Putting my shoes on, I grab my wallet and keys and walk out the door. I unlock the car grabbing the car door, then all of a sudden I feel a strong and painful feeling on the back of my head. I was about to pass out.

A group of maybe 6 guys were trying to kidnap me. Before I passed out I saw this guy yelling, I blacked out after awhile.

I woke up in a panic and looked around.

I was in someone's house, I could hear someone in another room humming. My body starting to tense up. I could feel my heart racing.

"H-hello.? W-who's there?!"

I stuttered

This large brunette walks out of the room and stands in front of me. He has to be at least 8 feet, with how he looms over you.

"Ah yes, Darling you're awake."

"W-who are you?"

The guy walked close to me and leaned down.

"None of your business honey."

I got more scared for some reason

"Well where am-"

I was interrupted by his thumb stroking my bottom lip.

"Shhh, my dear you ask too many questions."

I only asked two.

He finally removed his finger off of my lips.

"Well I already know your name, I suppose you know mine. I- am, William afton."

"What? That doesn't make any sense..." You thought to yourself. That couldn't be true, the Aftons were some stupid made up story to scare kids. He had to be messing with you

William smiled
"You gotta be joking! The Aftons are made up, do you seriously believe all that!?" You laugh in his face, at his "stupidity", but really who in the right mind believes the Aftons are real.

His face lifts in amusement, "You really don't believe we're real? It's a shame you all want to place us as a big story just so scare people with...."

"Say, "William" if you're the real Mr. Afton- don't you have kids?"

His cocky smile disappears to a slight forced smile.

"Uhh, me and my wife got a divorce, so the kids are with her for a few weeks." He looks down with his hands in his pockets.

I felt a little pity for the man. I really shouldn't trust him, but I still don't believe the Aftons are real.

"Well thank you dear."

An awkward but comfortable silence is built between the two of you.

"William, I have a question" you say.

"Yes, dear?"

I know this might cause something to happen but I need an answer.

"If you are the actual Mr. Afton.. are the stories true? Did you actually kill them?"

You can see his body tense.

"I suppose... I have, why the question?"

A small smile is plastered on his face

"O-oh, I uhmm" I stuttered.

"What, afraid your next my dear?" he chuckles out, he backs away smirking.

He starts walking to the kitchen "Want some tea love?" he asks.

"Oh um sure."

"This is a good chance to escape" you think to yourself, but something in you tells you to stay. Something...comforting

I get up and go to the door, thankfully the kitchen was on the other side of the house.

I make a beeline to the door.

I fumble with the locks, I feel a cold hand on my shoulder "Now where do you think you're going?" I stop dead in my tracks.

"I t-thought you were making tea" you say shyly.

"I was bringing it to you when I saw this. So.. why are you trying to leave me, are you scared? Scared of what I can do to you?"

He threats seem more like a flirtatious comeback. Not that you were complaining about it, just the thought of it made you want to stay more.

You let your guard down more, "Daw, seems like you like the sound of that love." damnit, he caught on.

"But seriously my love, why? Even if you managed to escape, you wouldn't get very far." He body looms over you, his voice booming.

He get closer, pinning you to the door. His hand snakes up to your chin, thumb caressing your bottom lip.

"I-I wanted some f-fresh air. Th-thats all!" You stutter.

"I know thats a damn lie, love." his leg coming up to press right between you legs.

Whatever he had in mind was happening. His head comes to your collarbone, you feel his hot breath against your skin.

His lips coming to make contact,

Knock, knock, knock

Your bodies jump in unison

"Darling, I need you to go, and hide."

He let go of you, pushing you towards the stairs.

"W-where?!"

"Just go! Anywhere!" He says.

I run upstairs into a room. I hid under the bed, I look around a bit. It seems like I was in Williams room, it was nice, lots of purple.
If felt like I was under his bed for hours, but it was about 30 minutes. You occasionally heard foot steps and mumbles. I lay there, my eyelids get heavy. I hear the door close.

"Y/N love! You can come out now!" "Y/N?"

I didn't want to get up, so I laid there under the bed. I heard thumps coming up the stairs. He went in his room I heard him open closet doors and furniture. He walks to his bed, lifts covers and look under.

"Ah, there you are love. Come on out."

"I don't want to move, I'm tired" Yours words slur.

He gives you a warm smile that makes your heart flutter. He sticks out a hand, you grab it. He pulls you out from under the bed.

"Come on love, let get you into bed." He says pulling you onto your feet.

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