My Darling (A Fronnie Story)

Chapter Eight

Bonnie POV
    I was sitting on my bed reading my book when I realized it was time to go to Chica's room. I got up and slowly made my way to Chica's. By the time I got there, I was still early.
    'It's a habit to be early I suppose.'
    When I opened Chica's door I saw that almost everyone was there already. Chica and Foxy were talking on her bed and Goldie was on her phone in the corner. I decided to sit on Chica's soft, pink rug on the ground. A few minutes passed and Freddy finally entered the room. He surveyed the room and decided to sit with me on the carpet.
    "Alright, since you all are slow I'm already buzzed."
    'Oh no. Not already.'
    "Since Foxy only got vodka. I guess we're doing shots," Chica said getting up to put the shot glasses on the coffee table in front of her.
    "Foxy, I need the bottle," She said holding out her hand.
    "Fine!" Foxy said angrily handing her the bottle.
    She took the bottle and filled every glass. She handed a glass to everyone. We all drank it at once.
    "Alright, I want to choose the first game!" Foxy said.
    "Okay, but don't make it stupid," Chica responded pouring herself and Goldie another shot.
    "Spin the bottle," Foxy said his grin growing wide.
    "Sure," Chica responded nonchalantly.
    "I'm not playing," I announced worriedly.
    "Oh come on! It's just a simple child's game. Don't be such a baby," Foxy said his smile fading.
    I looked down for a moment and reluctantly agreed, "Okay I guess."
    'Fuck I can't believe I just agreed to that. Oh my god no. I can't do this! It's ok Bonnie. You got this. It'll probably land on Chica or even better, Freddy," My face got hot at that thought.
    "Alright Chica you're first," Foxy yelled.
    "Okay," She said as she spun the bottle.
    It landed on Goldie.
    "No complaints here," She said obviously buzzed. She got up and went over to Goldie. She gave her a quick kiss and went back to her spot on the bed. It was Goldie's turn now. She spun the bottle and it landed on Chica.
    "Again, you sure must like me, huh?"
    "You know it's only by chance," Goldie responded.
    "You can at least act like you like me," Chica snapped.
    She went over gave her a peck and sat back down angrily.
    "Bonnie, your turn," Foxy said with a weird tone and look on his face.
    "O-okay," I said timidly.
    'Oh shit! Oh shit! I didn't realize it was my turn already! It's ok. It's ok. I've got this.'
    I got up slowly and went to the bottle.
    'Here goes nothing,' I told myself my heart starting to kick up the pace.
    I held my breath as I spun the bottle. I watched it spin still holding my breath. All the air in my lungs seemed to disappear and my heart dropped as my eyes followed who the bottle was pointed towards.
    'No, no, no, anyone but Foxy! Please just let this be a nightmare that I'll wake from any minute.'
    Foxy looked over at me with the most evil-looking smile, "It's the rules of the game. You have to kiss me."
    'No, no, no please I don't want to. Please anything but this.'
    Foxy got up from his spot on the bed and walked over to me. I took a couple of steps back towards the wall.
    "Oh, what is it? Are you afraid? Don't worry I'll be gentle."
    'Don't touch me. Stay away from me, please," I began to hyperventilate while taking a couple of more steps back.
    I hit the wall.
    'I'm trapped! No, no, no.'
    Foxy took a couple of more steps toward me pinning me against the wall.
    'What do I do? I can't move. He's so close I can smell the alcohol on his breath.'
    Foxy grabbed me by the waist and started making out with me.
    'Get off of me I don't like this, please. You taste awful, please. Someone, please help me,' Tears started spilling from my eyes as I tried to squirm out of his grasp.
    Foxy only pushed against me even harder.
    'His body is completely against mine now. I feel like I'm going to be sick.'
    Foxy's hands began to travel down from my waist to my hips, to my ass.
    'He's violating me now. Please make this end.'
    My vision was so clouded by my tears I didn't see Freddy get up and grab Foxy's throat. I didn't waste a second. As soon as I was free I tore through the hallway straight to the bathroom and locked the door. I was so ashamed of what just happened.
    'I should have never played the game. It's all my fault.'
    I broke down. I held myself in a little ball on the floor.
    'All my fault,' chanted in my head.
    The chanting in my head was so much louder than the sounds of Chica and Goldie pounding and pleading with me to come out. I could barely hear them at all. I reached into the bathroom cabinet. I found what I was looking for, my razor. I hadn't used it since before I started working at Freddy Fazbear's.
    'It's all your fault. Do it.'
    I raised the razor to my wrist.
    "Bonnie, it's me Freddy, please open the door."
    I stopped for a moment.
    'He will never love you. This is your fault,' I raised the razer again.
    "Bonnie please open the door!" Freddy pounded on the door.
    I put the razer on my wrist.
    "Bonnie please I need you."
    I stopped again, 'No you don't. Nobody does.'
    "Bonnie I love you."
    Everything stopped. I was no longer in control of my body I got up from the floor and opened the door. Freddy immediately pulled me into a tight hug. I dropped the razer on the ground.
    "I'm so sorry I didn't realize sooner. I love you so much, Bonnie."
    He squeezed me tighter as I began to cry more.
    I hugged him back and I faintly said, "I love you too, Freddy."
    Being in Freddy's arms was the best feeling I had ever felt. I never wanted to leave his grasp.
    'I love him so much.'