Unholy Chapel

Chapter Sixteen; If there was a plot, I would be dead.

TW: Drugs, Drug Store, Cheating, Cheating ex-partner, mentions of sex, Pregnancy scare, Effects of Drugs, Stockholm Syndrome, William Afton, Feminine Care Products, cursing

You were extremely thirsty when you woke up the next morning after a night with William, the second night in a row where he ravaged you and would lie beside you as you fell asleep in his bed. He would wipe you down and clean you up but he didn't know how to do especially good aftercare.

You panicked as you realized the implications of William releasing inside of you. both times. you rushed to sit up but found it extremely painful as oversensitive nerves brushed against fabric and registered pain, not pleasure. you whimpered and clenched your jaw. or was it always clenched? you felt your jaw, relaxing it. your vision was still a little blurry but you pushed through it. You turned to see William sleeping next to you for real now instead of faking it like the day previous. You got up as quietly as possible and headed to the door to go out to buy a pregnancy test or few. 

You were able to leave the house without William trailing behind you. You had taken a pair of shoes from the front door and a heavy coat which you assumed belonged to William because of the smell of his cologne on it. 

You found a few 10 dollar bills in a drawer in the house, as William had been caught by you rooting through there for spare cash to pay you with after babysitting. as you walked to the drug store, you felt panic sink in your stomach that William could trap you into marriage if you were pregnant. You had never had this risk before, with any previous partner. You had two partners before meeting William, and never once did you have to worry about pregnancy, as both had been very careful. 

that brought up your most recent Ex before William. And your best friend. You hadn't seen them in months- how would they feel if you showed up after almost a year of being missing with a baby in your belly and betrothed to your kidnapper? They would be revolted. they wouldn't want to help you because they would think you're utterly disgusting.

Tears threatened to slip down your face as you continued to hurriedly walk to the drug store. As far as you knew, pregnancy tests were about 10 dollars, and the latest one was a test tube and sheep's blood cells. the test wouldn't show up positive until about 6 weeks but it couldn't hurt to keep them in the house. You didn't realize someone was calling your name until hands settled on your shoulder, and you heard a familiar voice. 

Wendy.

you spun to face her, surprised at her appearance in town coinciding with your heading out for something that would let you know how your life would continue.

"Y/N, where the hell have you been? You showed up on the news as a missing person and then here you are in some coat and you look like you haven't eaten! Were you kidnapped?!" Wendy's questions flew at you a mile a minute, but in a very uniform way, as She had Aspergers. you two had been friends since early high school, you were her only friend that she could de-mask around.

"I've been- I've been fine. Im going to the drug store, want to come with? Ive got a bunch to spend." you grinned at her, ignoring her questions. you looked around for anyone and you saw your ex sort of just standing behind the two of you. you gave him a glare for a few seconds before turning back to your close friend. "are you here with him?" 

To your dismay she nodded. "We uh we started dating about a... year and a half ago." she said a bit quietly. A year and a half ago was when you were dating him. thats when he started to get cold and drift away from you. 

Holy shit. It all made sense to you. and you weren't happy about it. Months cooped up in a house with an explosive kidnapper made you irritable, and you wanted to explode on your ex. You couldn't be mad at Wendy, frankly enough you didn't tell her about him. He was supposed to be living in a different town, a different county. he was never supposed to have met her.