The Next Reminder

XXIII|| Where's Charlie?

*Henry's POV*

"Why didn't Charlie come with you, dad? I miss her, too!" Sammy exclaims, thinking of his twin who's been long deceased. Why didn't Aurora tell him, I think, kind of angry she didn't.

"Charlie...she's dead. It's why your mother and I split up." I stated, my voice trying to break on me. Sammy looks to his mother, hurt and betrayed.

He puts a hand on his chest, "Mom! You said dad left you and took my sister with him! You didn't tell me all this?!"

Aurora steps back, narrowing her eyes, "I was going to wait until you were older!"

"I AM older! You should have told me this a long time ago!" His eyes fill with tears as he yells back at his mother, he sighs, seeming to calm himself, "Get out. I can't talk to you right now, mom."

Sammy looks away from her, a hurt look on his face. "She's dead.."

I nod, swallowing before I speak, "She told you that because she wanted to protect you. She was afraid you would go off looking for answers."

Sammy runs a hand through his hair, sighing. "I thought you were dead, dad..where did you go?"

I look down, and Sammy invites me to sit down. "Your sister, Charlotte...she went missing after that Halloween party we had at Fredbear's. Not a trace of her was found." My lip quivers, and I bite my lip to make it stop. "She's still missing. Although, I have no doubt it was William who committed that crime."

Sammy stares at in disbelief, and it's like I'm facing myself in college. He wears aviator glasses, paired with a plaid button-up and a black leather jacket.

"Why did you fake your death? Mom couldn't shield my eyes from the body.. I saw you, and you're standing here right now." Sammy still has a look of disbelief on his face, his jaw slightly dropped as he rests his hands on his knees.

I frown, running my hand through my hair, "It was a last resort. I needed to get away from Hurricane, and William."

I stand up, "I better go back..Clay is expecting me."

Sammy raises an eyebrow, "Who is Clay?"

"Just..." I swallow nervously, "a friend of mine. He brought me here."

"You aren't like.." Sammy raises an eyebrow, "Gay, are you, dad?"

"We don't need to discuss that right now...buh-bye!" I practically run out the door, going to the car.

Aurora gives me a look, but she doesn't muster up the courage to ask me a question. She watches as I buckle my seatbelt and she starts the car, pulling out of the apartment parking lot.

"Sammy was asking me quite invasive questions." I say, still a little shocked.

Aurora looks at me for a second, and then immediately directs her attention back to the road. "What did he ask? I'm sure it couldn't be that bad." She reassures me, but it is that bad, because I'm not sure.

I tell her I don't want to speak about the interaction, and she understands. We drive to her mother's house in silence.

*Elizabeth's POV*

"So none of us are sure where my dad went?" Carlton asks, as we all sit in a circle.

John shakes his head, unsure. He looks at me, "Did you overhear anything about where they were going?"

"Well..Clay looked sad. My dad mentioned that he wanted to find his wife and see how she was doing after all these years...but I don't know exactly where they went.." I put my head down, and Jessica puts a hand on my back.

She reassures me that it's okay, and they'd come home eventually, "But until then, why don't we go somewhere to clear our minds of them?"

"FREDDY'S!" John says immediately, and we all look at him as if he's crazy.

Jessica stands up, shaking her head and putting her hand out. "No..no, we are NOT doing that again. Do you remember what happened last time we were there?!" She groans, "May I remind you, Henry turned into a subject for Afton's experiment!" She crosses her arms, making her statement.

John gets up, as if to oppose her, "But hey, Henry isn't with us this time." He grins playfully, pulling on Jessica's shirt. "We could go there and be safe because the only person he is after is Henry, we all know this!"

Carlton and I stand up, facing John. "You don't know him." I say harshly, "Stop assuming he wouldn't come after any of us. He's fucking mad, there's no way I'm getting anywhere near him."

John widens his eyes as my words practically slap him in the face. "He's an old man! He can't walk without some support. What the hell is he going to do to us?"

Carlton and Jessica look at eachother with nervous eyes. While John and I are battling with our words. I sigh, listening while John adds some more reasons. I give in.

"Alright..let's go." I say, grabbing my car keys off the nearest table.