Chapter 32: I hope you die in a fire

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Fred POV - Midnight

Vrrrm...

Vrrrrm...

Vrrrrrrrm...

Ugh. What the fuck is that noise? I sat up in bed with Bonnie's arms still wrapped around me, holding me like a tender child. An eerie blue light shot from the night stand to the ceiling. Goldie was texting me.

G: Fred, is this someone you know?

G: Fred, is this someone you know?

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F: yeah that's Foxy/Flynn, why?

G: I just caught him peeking through the back window into the security office, he had a camera of sorts.

F: They must be onto us, I'll have accelerate the plan.

G: whatever he was looking for must be important, don't fuck it up ok?

F: ok ok don't get your penis in a twist.

G: I love you Frederick,

F: Gay. You never use my full name

G: just letting you know I love you.

F: I love you too homo.

G: No homo bro ❤️

F: No homo 😍

With a chuckle I pulled my phone in and locked it. I rolled around to see Bonnie staring at me.

"Who was that?" Bonnie said with a bit of worry.

"An old friend of mine, she reached out recently to check up on how I was doing, when her family adopted me for a short while we were brother and sister. She was always so kind and she wanted to make sure I was thriving in my new environment." I said with white lie after white lie pouring out of my mouth.

"Oh that's nice, do you think I'll get to meet her one day?" Bonnie said as he buried his face in my neck.

"Absolutely, she'd love you." But she doesn't exist. I knew that.. but he doesn't. He doesn't know that I have been lying to him the whole time. He doesn't know that in a few short hours, the animatronic Goldie fixed up and brought here would "short-circuit" and start a fire that would spread like a disease, engulfing the building quickly. He didn't know any of that. But I did. So for the few hours I have left with Bonnie, I'm going to lie here and hold him. I'm going to kiss and love him. I want to have sex but he is already getting fucked over enough.

Our lips met and we kissed for what feels like infinity, every second I was kissing him was another second closer to losing him. I don't want that. I want him, I need him. I don't want to lose him. I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't!!

Eventually, Bonnie fell back asleep in my arms—his head buried deep in my chest. Only a couple hours left.

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