• Partners in Crime • Blueycapsules William Afton/Dave Miller x Nonbinary Reader

Chapter 11

"Wh-what..." You placed you hands on the side of the wall to steady yourself. Your legs quickly became weak as the growing nausea in your stomach became almost unbearable.

"What did...you-you do...?" You mumbled. Your eyes were still completely widened in shock, you hadn't even noticed the tears that formed in your eyes until you blinked. The salty liquid rolled down your horrified face.

William had slowly turned around now. He wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve. He moved his hands behind his back and carefully approached you.

In reaction, you slowly backed up so you could keep distance between eachother.

"Y/N~" William cooed. Droplets of the dark blood fell off of his body.

The entirety of the wretched room reaked of the vile copper smell, which also hadn't been helping your sickness.

"Y/N, there's nowhere to go now~" He had a sick grin plastered across his face.

He was wrong, if you could just get Sylvester and run out, you'll be safe. Everything will go back to normal.

You wouldn't let this happen.

You kept telling yourself you would make it.

You turned back and swiftly made a break for the door. You heard quick and heavy footsteps behind you. You threw your hands onto the door handle and began to turn it.

You were fast, but unfortunately for you, William was faster.

He pushed you to the ground. You rolled on onto your back to fight him. He sat across your lower abdomin and revealed the large, shiny knife he was keeping behind his back.

He held it up to your throat. You quickly tried to think and an idea, any idea to try to escape this.

"I don't want to kill you, Y/N." He sneered.

More tears ran down your face. "Then let me go."

"I can't do that darling, you see," He pushed the knife closer to your skin. "Keeping you around is essential, you mean to much to me to kill. I also can't have you going around with the knowledge that I, ehem, killed somebody." He chuckled.

You swallowed hard. It seemed to be more difficult to breath with such a sharp and deadly object being used to threaten you.

"Why...?" You whimpered.

He looked down on you as if he could crush you like a bug at any given moment.

"They were simply in my way. Ehem, and I needed a bit of a test subject."

This made you feel sick, atleast the murder part. But the weirdest part was, you truly couldn't see William doing something like this, even though he was right infront of you. He made you feel a different kind of sick when you were around him. You were never able to pick up these type of bad vibes.

The worst part was, you didn't hate him. You couldn't figure it out, but you just couldn't hate him. Some how, he was just so charming in your eyes, even after what you had just witnessed.

William gently removed the knife from your neck and put it to the side.

"I need you to do something for me, a bit of a favor." He moved in closer.

You stared into his glossy silver eyes.

"I know you don't like seeing this happen to these kids, that's just your nature." He spoke with his thick accent lacing every word perfectly.

William made you feel safe, this was a completely different experience. You thought you knew him, but truly you didn't. You had wondered how many other victims there were as you gazed into his eyes.

"Dearest Y/N, I want you to help me."

"William- I can't kill anybody!-"

He stopped you.

"You didn't let me finish. You're going to help me keep the police away. If you're able to keep these kids from getting in my business, then no more of them shall perish."

You thought it was strange that your immediate thought wasn't "no". You stared at him, thinking. Technically you really didn't have a choice, but it mattered whether you actually wanted to do this or not.

You tried to think of what this meant. Was it a weird hatred? A strange state of shock? Or possibly...

You really did love William Afton.

He was amazing in your eyes. He listened to you, he was funny, he was a cute kind of stupid. He even tried to work on his family relationship with Elizabeth and Michael. Though, they didn't want to talk to him much. You had acknowledged that he tried and wanted to be better for you. He was bitter, and you were sweet. It made you think of dark chocolate. It made you blush.

William leaned in closer suddenly and grabbed your chin.

"Willi-"

But before you could get another word out, his lips collided with yours and a large wave of relief washed over you. You rested your hand on the side of his face and moved forward to deepen the kiss.

It only lasted a couple seconds, but it sent the biggest rush of euphoria through your body. You gazed at eachother with hooded eyes. Thoughts racing through eachother's heads. You silently let your hand fall to the floor

"I'll help you, William." You  whispered.

He grinned almost like the Cheshire cat in response.

"I knew I could count on you, Darling."