Evan had died in a coma that night. Micheal felt horriable, Elizabeth was sad that she had lost her best friend, William was angry at Micheal rightfully so, and I dont know what I was feeling. The voices had gotten louder, more urgent. I was becoming insane with the need to kill. Deep, deep down I didnt want to do it, I wanted be normal. Then again that was deep, deep, deep down inside of me.
Miraculously, our restruant had stayed open, it was another day of dealing the little shits. The day was going relativly normal, that is until I heard banging. It sounded like it was coming from the back, I had decided to go see what's over there.
I had saw Charlotte, Henry's five year old daughter, banging on the window, trying to get in. It was raining, and she was crying. It looked like she was trying to get in. I have no clue why, but I was blood thirsty, I have been for years, but seeing Charlotte out there alone, and helpless sparked something in me. Not empathy, no, the desire to kill.
I had ran to my office grabbing a pocket knife I had just in case, I had snuck up on Charlotte sliting her throat then stabbing her in the chest. The knife ripping though her flesh, again and agian. Her screams sounded like to music to my ears, her blood getting on the walls and windows, dripping down, she didnt even have time to turn around in shock or fear.
I no doutbfly was going to be the cause of her death and the pain of Henry, and not to mentoin a huge cleanup, but nothing else mattered in that moment but the screams amd the sound of tearing flesh as my bloody knife went in and out of her chest.
I heard laughter beside me, unmistakably Willam's.
"Wow never would have thought you were one to kill" he had stated in a joking matter.
"Shut up Afton" I said unamused.
" Hey I came here to kill her too" willam stated happily
With that I had loged the knife into Charlotte again, Willam doing the same. After a few more hits to her vital organs we had decided that was enough before someone saw us. We hid her in between two dumpsters, where my and William had came from.
We had no choice but to change outsideso nobody would question why were bloody, of couse it was on our face but it could easly pass as ketchup.
" We make a good team, Lets team up more often" William stated
"We were not teaming up, it was more like same place, same time, so get that in your sick head." I had told or more like yelled at him. Im not even sure why I was mad, I was the person who had just taken a life.
"Well love, I'm not the one who just took an inocent life, now am I?" He said almost teasingly.
"My office now, we need to get our story straight."
He just nodded and with that we went to my office.
quick A/nSO I know I said weekly updates but im going to be honest, I had no motivation to write as school is draining me so so much BUTTT I will TRY to update more.
Side note: I rewrote this and i actually really like it. Its awkward because im an awkard person so im sorry about that .
I saw the fanf movie and I really liked it. So if you havent seen it i recommend it! Anyways till nextime!
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RandomHenry, William, and Y/n have been friends since middle school. It has been their lifelong dream to open a restraunt. To many a lame dream, but to them it was all they needed to make it in life. It was a dream come true when they opened. However y/n...