Much like yesterday, Henry came in and woke you. This time you slept in Charlie's old room while Michael was in Sammy's old room. Sammy was Charlie's twin who went missing just before their mother died in an accident. With Charlie's recent passing, Henry lived alone. It amazed you how well he was handling this, or at least around you.
Of course you had only ever heard of Sammy's existence, he was so little when he disappeared that there wasn't much to say about him.
The three of you sat at the dinner table and ate dinner. Henry got a call from William asking where you and Michael were. Neither of you told William where you were going which earned the two of you a light scolding from Henry when he put the phone up.
"Michael, Y/N, come here a sec!" Henry called.
Michael groaned and stood, you simply got up and walked over. The two of you walking shoulder to shoulder.
"Yes Henry?" Michael asked as the two of you came in the room.
"Why didn't either of you tell William where you were?" Henry crossed his arms.
"I thought he knew I was coming back over here? You didn't tell him?" You asked, you had just assumed Henry told William.
"I expected you to Y/N." Henry sighed, "Mike, why didn't you tell William?"
"He was busy, I didn't want to interrupt him. He's mad enough with me." Michael also crossed his arms.
"Alright, well you two need to tell William where you are going. He's already lost Liz and Evan, then there is the fact that Clara doesn't seem to be coming back any time soon. Hell, I'm beginning to think she went missing too. So you two need to tell him where you are going. Got that?" Henry said all of this calmly, but he was definitely concerned with some of it.
"Yep." Michael shrugged it off.
"Yes Henry.." You sighed. You didn't want William to know where you were. He was a murderer and killed his own wife! You wanted to shout this but you couldn't bring yourself to. Plus, it's not like Henry wouldn't believe you anyway. Or anyone for that matter.
You and Michael were the only ones who knew about Williams awful secret. And even if you told anyone, they wouldn't believe you. Most saw William's mask... He could pretend to be a kind gentle man that just loved taking care of kid's birthday parties and animatronics all at once. When he was really the opposite.
He loved building the animatronics cause he could use them as a way to lure the kids in. It was not that he liked building the animatronics, which, he did.. But he only enjoyed it cause he could do whatever he wanted with them.
He could control their every move, make them say whatever he wanted without fail. Though, getting to control the animatronics made him want to try controlling people too. Or, you assumed so.. none of this was for sure, but it was sure as hell what you saw.
It also seemed that anyone who defied him, or got in his way at all was killed. Clara must have found something he wasn't supposed to. Michael warned you against going in William's office. Did Michael have something to do with this? Maybe he decided it was too far when his family started dropping like flies.
You didn't want to think Michael a bad person, but you just didn't know at this point. With how much he knew and not even Clara knew.. he had to have some sort of role in it. You just hoped he wasn't helping William willingly..
You shook your head and walked into Charlie's old room where you had your bag of stuff. You decided to get dressed and think about this later. It wasn't the time to think of the possibility that Michael could be just as bad as his father, especially since you would have to be around him all day at school.
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The 6th Afton; A FNAF Fanfic
FanfictionYou're a male orphan at the age of 13... Your parents just died in a car accident recently. None of your family wants anything to do with you. Foster care it is then. You were surprised when you were quickly adopted. Who would want a 13 year old boy...