Five Nights and Reid Collide (TBP and FNAF fanfic)

Finding FNAF

* Reid's POV *

After hours of wandering through the LA streets waiting around for something to make me stay, I finally make the decision to go home. I ride in a cab to the airport, buy a ticket to Tennessee, and kiss Kim and Neil goodbye. I make sure to turn off my phone so they can't get a hold of me.

It's dark outside by the time the cab I took home from the airport reaches my house. I never had a reason to live in the house I bought ages ago, both because we don't come home too often, and when we do; we like to spend time with our parents. Well, maybe not Kim; she likes to stay with JP as much as possible, but when he is out playing she lives in our parents' house.

I pay the cab driver, and then get out and grab my duffle bag. I walk up the driveway of my house solemnly. I shove my key into the door unhappily and pop it open. It's when I get inside my dark house and I smell the dust in the air, I realize that not once in my life have I had to come home to a dark, empty house.

I set my bag down on the couch after turning on the lights in the entry way. I was wondering why I could smell the dust in the air. I know I haven't been home in a while, but that was a little overwhelming.

Sure enough, there is a fine layer of dust on everything, and now there is a fair amount in the air. "I can't believe I've been gone from this place for that long." I think to myself unhappily. I choke on it as I make my way up the tiny set of stairs.

My house is fairly small, but I love it. It's very cozy and enough for me when I am here. "Looks like I'll be spending a lot more time here than I originally thought..." I think as I go to my bedroom.

Same as the rest of the house, my room is very dusty; bearing signs that it's been neglected for months. Gently I close the door behind me, and then I sit on my bed. I leave the lights off, for I don't want to see my room and be reminded of old memories.

I brought my laptop up with me in order to try and drown out what happened tonight. I power it on and wait for it to start up. It's better than sitting here in the dark after all.

I start looking online for a game to play. I decide I want to play something that was supposed to be scary, like Slenderman or whatever. After a few minutes of Googling 'scary games', I found a link with a name that caught my eye and clicked on it.

"Five Nights at Freddy's" I whisper to the air.

I click on it and it takes me to a wiki page. Apparently there are three of them under the title and a forth one on the way, and there is so much story and rumor behind it. I bought the first game after doing a little bit of reading. The first game is what started it all, so why not play it first and see if it's actually scary?

After reading a little bit more on the game and looking at some fan art through Google, I stopped fooling around and stalling. I also took some pictures of my face and posted them on Instagram, saying what I was up to. When I said I was playing FNAF 1, everyone was wishing me luck and saying how fun it is.

"Oh, won't you love to see how happy I am without you siblings?" I whisper cheekily to myself. "I'm gonna have so much fun without you from now on." I say to myself. "That'll show them."