Chapter Five; The Trap is Set. [DARK]

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TW: [DARK CHAPTER] stalking, start of an abusive relationship, jealousy, suggestive, posessiveness

You frequented the Anton's house more often, receiving your payment weekly. Months passed, and around August William had set up a room in which you would occasionally sleep in when E van was problematic, or just because the kids liked your company. He would give you gifts on top of your salary and in return you would cook or clean extra, and to him you were his little dove.

You found William to be intolerable sometimes, his British voice getting on your nerves but no matter how mad you got he would soothe you. You would notice him by your apartment complex more often, and something deep within you told you you should leave. You felt disturbed when you would find flowers in your apartment. Security cameras never showed anyone entering or leaving, the police couldn't help.

William was more obsessed with you as the days went on, the way your hair would sometimes be wet from showering before arriving, or the way you would be surprised when presented with a new gift or when something happened.

You almost kissed him once, as you fell on top of him on the couch after Michael had 'shot' you in a fake battle. You had spun to face him so your head wouldnt collide with his but ended up stopping, lips parted millimeters away from his. You had quickly stood up and continued the battle but Michael could see the growing tension between the two of you. He told Clara about it who told Elizabeth and by the end of the day all Afton's were trying to get you two separated. At Dinner they kept your seat away from him, split you two up on the couch and Michael kept you up with video game interests while William fell asleep and Michael kept watch. You became close friends with Clara, and at one point confessed your spark of affection for their father. Clara's face had gone slack with shock and yours was flushed with embarrassment.

She didn't know how to feel about things when William mentioned his for you while you were shopping for Evan. The kids found you brought joy back into William's life, he loved his family again and they no longer had to get donations. Clara was torn on letting William continue or trying to prevent this. You were 24 years younger than him, young enough to be his child. You were what she assumed to be innocent, free of the poisons of the world and especially William's mind.

You and William would often stay awake after the children went to bed, commonly joined by Clara who could see the way William eyed you while you grinned and took ahold of his fragile emotions. William would steal your clothes and planned to do much worse to keep you near him.

William's second wife passed away in a hospital after an extremely brutal assault in the state over, leaving her first in a coma but she passed away from her injuries soon after. The Aftons and you attended her funeral, as William wanted to show you how horrible things ended for everyone who left you.

On a chilly September day a month after the room's making you came in complaining you couldn't live in your apartment anymore, the place was being destroyed for reasons you didn't know. William had bought the lot to kick you out and into his home. He had been stalking you, and knew you didnt have good parents, or friends much outside of Choir. He had bought the apartment lot to make another Fazbear location, the Sister Location that would house animatronics to be rented out. You tried telling William you would have to quit and go homeless until William hushed you with a finger and gave you a place to live in his own home. The room next to his where if you wanted to go downstairs you would pass his room. His door was always wide open and when it was closed you would hear a quiet voice come from within the room. You would speed by as fast as possible as to not wake him or not catch his overbearing attention towards you. He let you do whatever you please.

Thats when he set his trap. Some days you wouldn't be allowed to leave the house or get in his car or your car. You had to remain in the house or in the back yard where his cold eyes would watch you. He would keep you inside and you began to notice your clothes go missing, leaving you with no option but to wear the few outfits William bought you. They would pinch your skin sometimes so you would snip the elastic or stretch the shirts.

Sometimes you found the clothes in absolutely disgusting conditions in William's room or in your own and would always wash them to wear them. Your shoes began to collect dust by the door and in your small closet as they were used more rarely.

Evan had improved greatly and was able to hold a conversation for about 10 minutes before getting overwhelmed. You had been great help to him, as he could hold his drink without aid, feed himself and he allowed for Fredbear to be washed. The smell of rotting blood and brain had gotten to you and made you throw up.

Elizabeth and Evan knew about the smoldering attraction between you and William but never pushed or pulled it. Except for one time when Evan asked for help with something that looked intimate but was really just helping change into his least favorite scratchy sweater to try new things. William saw you do this, the way you gently cooed at him that he could do it, he could wear the sweater and he got angry that you did this for his children but not him.

You found yourself tired often at the Afton residence and found your apartment was not missed, you loved the spacious home, getting paid now $30 for his children. 

(Word Count: 1015)

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