Carnage : 1983 | William afton x reader |

Bite down. - 5

12th of January, 1983.

The whole restaurant was decorated with all kinds of colored birthday garlands, Balloons were taped down on the colorful flags. This whole thing made my head simply hurt. William's youngest son turned 7 today, And their plan was to celebrate his birthday a day before the company would be shut down. A boy with brown hair, And a mask that resembled a fox seemed to be teasing the William's son, maybe they knew eachother. But the younger one definitely wasn't having fun with those jokes. 

'How's everything going?' Mr. Emily asked me, blatantly waiting for me to answer. 'It's been a little tough I must say, Not much happening here anymore' I sighed. He nodded in response. The police were thoroughly searching through everything, Every room, every corner, but yet they found nothing. Maybe that little boy wasn't killed inside, I mean. they had found him in the parts and service room, but there were no signs of any resistance. No scratches on the walls, Absolutely nothing. This killer must've been a complete genius to be able to figure out a plan like this. I mean it was obvious to how Charlotte Emily was killed. The murderer had just left her outside, And made sure the rain flushed away any type of evidence that he left with her body, I sighed.

'It's been tough for all of us' Henry said once more as he took a sip of his lemon soda. I reached for my pack of cigarettes as I took one out. 'Am I allowed to smoke here?' I asked Henry, Hoping he wouldn't ask me for one. 'Yeah, William smokes all the time' he nodded, His glasses kept sliding down his nose bridge. I nodded, lighting the cigarette and bringing it to my mouth. 'You know it's not good for you' Mr. Emily said, Chuckling at his own words. 'Yes, I know' I rolled my eyes. 'It just helps with stuff..' It had almost gotten frustrating that Mr. Emily kept standing next to me, as if he wanted something but couldn't get the words out of his mouth. 'It's the boy's birthday?' I asked, not like I didn't know it was his birthday, more as in a conversation starter. 

Mr. Emily nodded, He looked a little sorrowful though, like something had been picking at him. 'his brother teases him all the time, he looks so sad and he's almost always crying' He said again, this time grabbing my attention. 'Yeah well, that's it for the youngest child' I giggled. Even tho it was super sad he was getting bullied. Mr. Afton should've taken care of him, instead of sitting in his office, doing paper work and smoking cigarettes all day. 

'I'm super thankful that you're doing this for us.. We have been broken by everything..' He looked sad again. 'I'm just doing my job' I've had far worse cases, that's what I thought at least. 'Do you want to see the show?' he asked me now, it sounded like he was secretly trying to force me into something. 'I'm not supposed to.. but whatever' I failed the urge to tell him he should just mind his own business and let me do whatever my job was. He smiled happily, it was a little forced tho, but he seemed to be a very sincere man. We started to the crowd, Gently squeezing my way into the mass of people. The curtains opened and there he was, Mr. afton proudly stood on the stage, trying to gather people's attention. 

'Well, well ladies and gentlemen. Another day at Freddy's and the pizza's smelling warm and fresh again. I want to make a toast to my beautiful boy, Chris' Mr. afton forcefully smiled. The little boy walked upon the stage, with some employee making sure he didn't fall off of the little steps. Mr. afton held his hand. 'it's his 7th birthday today.. How are you feeling son?' He asked the child. Chris looked awfully uncomfortable, it's like making a child play piano in a room full of professionals. 'I.. I'm feeling really okay' He said, his voice a little shaky.. 'Alright' His dad sighed. 

'Happy birthday son' He said. his lips curled into a smile. His neat hair shone in the bright white office light. He was looking around at the crowd, as his gaze focused on me. My eyes widened a bit. Trying not to make him notice how uncomfortable I looked. 'Well.. Who's ready for a birthday song!' Oh god no.. was he going to sing? I sighed as the curtains closed. But after a minute, they opened again, With the two huge robots singing an old sounding birthday song. Great, he wasn't going to sing. I sat down, An employee stood next to my table. 'Any wishes, Ma'am' They asked me. The young man had blond hair and eye bags that stretched to the ground. 'No, Just enjoying my surroundings' I said, I wasn't completely hating the place, despite of what I've seen and what has happened, it made me feel cozy, that eerie feeling had faded after seeing those happy faces of stinky and sweaty children. They all looked happy as the jumped into the small ball pit and getting hurt after realizing it wasn't actually that deep. 

Ten minutes had passed. And I was thoroughly observing the place. I noticed something, A group of boys stood around Chris, Afton's youngest child. They all laughed, and eventually they grabbed him. Moving him closer to one of the animatronics, it was a yellow bear. And Chris was crying like his life depended on it. I stood up, rushing to the boys to make them stop their behavior and let Chris go. 

'Hey guys! I think the little man said he wants to give Fredbear a big kiss!' I covered my mouth. 'One! two!.. Three!' The boy with the fox mask said as they put The little boys head through the Animatronic's mouth. 'Micheal!' Mr. afton yelled and pushed the boy out of the way. And in singular seconds, the Robot stopped moving and so did Chris. The whole restaurant went silent. In hope for any type of noise coming from the little boy. but soon a pool of blood laid beneath him, dripping down from his feet. My eyes were wide as I stared at the lifeless body of a small boy. Mr. afton was in disbelief, I could see his eyes turn watery. He tried opening the animatronics mouth, he pried it open with full strength. And the boy fell to the ground. Parents were running out of the building. I could hear them screaming in panic. 

Afton held his youngest in his arms. My eyes were still as wide as ever. I rushed to the cell phone. I dialed the numbers, 911. '911 what's your emergency?' A woman was heard from the other side. 'U-uh.. Send an ambulance to the Freddy's restaurant! fast!' I yelled. 'Calm down, ma'am. What's going on?' She said calmly, I wonder how they could ever do this, be as calm as possible while talking to someone who's clearly in very much distress. 'Please! Just send an ambulance!' I screamed. 

A couple of minutes later, the ambulance arrived. It's loud siren made my head throb. I couldn't process what just happened, although I seriously did want to know with how much force that robot had bit down on the kid's head. And even just how it did that. I couldn't help but tear up a bit. I knocked on Mr. Afton's office. I didn't hear anything, so I just opened the door. Afton was there.. 'Why didn't you go with the ambulance?' I patiently asked. Giving a soft and gentle look. 'He was already d-' He couldn't finish his sentence before tearing up. 'D-dead.. Before they got him to the ambulance' He rubbed his face. 'Can I sit down?' 

'Go on..' I sat down on the chair opposite to him. 'Do.. you want to talk about this? I understand if you want to be left alone' I gently said. It was like all of a sudden, I cared. 

Holy shit yall I'm dead, sorry for the pretty long delay, I will deff be writing more. And longer chapters, I js wanted to say you I'm super duper greatful for all the reads ❤