Five Nights and Reid Collide (TBP and FNAF fanfic)

It's been a Day

* Neil's POV *

I can't believe Reid's been gone for a whole day. This is ridiculous. He should have come back by now or at least reached out to us! He hasn't answered any of our texts messages, Twitter DMs or Facebook messages, and every time we call him it cuts right to his voicemail. To be honest I am more angry than I am worried about him.

He's a big boy; he can handle himself, so why should I worry? Kimberly on the other hand doesn't think the same way as I do, and she is worried about him. She is still angry with him like I am, but she is worried and she keeps asking me if he's called yet or if he's read out messages on Facebook.

I sigh as I sit on the couch, looking at my phone. "Why won't you even look at our messages brother?" I ask him, frustrated.

We played the show last night with a sub. I know the audience was a little disappointed by that, but they understood when we said Reid couldn't play last night. But our fans are always understanding like that.

Kimberly is still asleep, and I couldn't sleep so I got up to make breakfast. I don't know why I couldn't sleep; I just kept tossing and turning and I was so uncomfortable. It's only 6am too, so I won't be seeing Kimberly up for a while.

After I finish breakfast I sit down and check my phone again to see if Reid's seen anything we sent him. Of course it says he's been offline for a day. I groan and lock my phone. I don't want to look at it right now.

- -

"Neil, did you make breakfast?" Kimberly asks me tiredly.

"Yea I did sis." I mumble; my eyes locked on my laptop. Kimberly walks past me into the kitchen. She gets some cold bacon and eggs and sits down next to me on the couch.

"Whatcha doing?" she asks. I shrug and keep my eyes on my laptop. Kimberly rolls her eyes and eats the food I cooked way earlier this morning. We sit there for a while without talking to each other. Finally Kimberly sighs and taps my shoulder.

"Neil, has Reid reached out to us or looked at our messages yet?" she asks. I grumble and shake my head. She sniffles and takes her plate to the kitchen.

"Neil, what if he never comes back??" Kimberly chokes out. I look up at her annoyed, but when I see the tears in her eyes I feel bad.

"Kim... he'll be back." I say. Kimberly cuts me off before I can utter anything else.

"You keep saying that but it seems like he isn't!!" she cries. "Kim...." I start, but she cuts me off again. "No Neil I mean it! Don't try to calm me down. I think we really messed up this time!" she yells at me.

To be honest, I've been having doubts about what we did. I was so confident that my older brother would come back a few hours after he left, unable to take the pressure of being all by himself, but I'm starting to think I'm wrong about that.