Locked in | FNAF springtrap x reader

My Big Fluffy Bloody Bunny

After the events that occurred Monday, it was hard for you to be comfortable around Springtrap without having any intruding thoughts he might've actually been behind the killings.

People are trustworthy. When someone says something you should believe them, why lie? But people lie about things they don't have to, so what's stopping him from hiding what he might've done? The horrors this man could've struck into children who were torn away from their parents out of his own sick need for a thrill..

You sat beside him on the couch before leaving for work this afternoon. Springtrap snuggled you tightly, so it was really impossible to do anything on your phone without having peering eyes. If he could breathe, his hot breath would've stained your neck. He was so soft, so warm. You remember the couple days when you first brought him home that he'd be oh so kind enough to let you lean against him at max and you'd feel... Pleased. Calm. Recharged, even.
Yet for some reason being hugged and spoiled by this man only seems to drain and pain you.

So as you sat at your desk for work tonight, you weren't focused, nor did you even care to "survive" the previous hell of your night shift. After Monday, you spent the last two nights avoiding that room. However, you wandered aimlessly all night. The toy animatronics stalked you, they looked, they scavenged for you, they knew you lurked. But you hid well with the experience you've gained working here for so long. Though it was odd you didn't see a single post-toy design animatronic. Not a peep, no jittering of their bodies reanimating. It was silent from the parts and service room. Dead silent.
You debated on searching it but the thought that perhaps those voices would creep back held you at bay.

Now, at four in the morning, you hid under a party table in the room Toy Bonnie would usually use to slither into your open office. It was kinda cramped and he's entered this room twice now but you didn't feel like moving. You could probably stay here all night even... Your spine definitely hurts from contorting, and your bum is freezing cold from the concrete tile floors, but it's better than wandering and dying.
You brushed your hair back with a gentle sigh when you heard the loud heavy, headache-inducing scrapes as Toy Bonnie squeezed out of the vent. He didn't find you, again. The robots body rubbed against the vent walls with a heavy echoing drag, it filling the silence of Freddy's and tainted your ears with the sound of his gears clicking and every mechanism twisting his robotic parts. He searched for you like a dog tonight, only he had a bad sniffer.
Though he left fairly swift, the sound of that little bunny's metal feet clanging against the ground growing distant. He must've gone back to his stage.
You hummed, turning your phone screen back on and staring at your blank wallpaper. It used to be cute cats with little heads and big eyes, but it's just empty now, black. You didn't change it but changing it back or restarting your device did nothing. You squeezed the cell phone between your fingertips, your palm warm with its mechanical heat pouring off it's little body.

Almost five, one more hour.

"She can't ignore us forever. " A whispering voice stated.

"Shush."

"Hes right, shes still at her job so she's gotta notice soon right? "

"Just be quiet! "

You whined softly. This has been going on every night this week... One more day and you can be free, free of these voices. Free to be with Springtrap. God these have been the longest five nights at Freddy's.

"Won't she come play with me? "

"She doesn't even know you, go play somewhere else. "

"But I want to play! "

You sat up and peaked out, seeing nothing.
A little girl that only wants to play...? Where was she this whole time? Do the other kids tell her to go away often..?
You suddenly felt a knot in your stomach. You were curious, and deeply sad. Why would William hurt such a sweet girl?