Evan's POV:
It was Thursday. Cindy was still sick. The officers have no lead on Marcus' disappearance. His new girlfriend hasn't showed up to school after leaving early Tuesday, figures. He deserved it. Cassidy was staring at me. "What?" I asked in annoyance. "Are you okay?" She asked, responding to me. Before I got the chance to respond, Bethany arrived at our lunch table, and towered over the opposite side, staring directly at me with a weird look. "Evan~!" she shouted. This is probably what Cassidy meant. I ignored her and kept my head down. Gregory could tell I was uncomfortable, and he was as well, considering what happened last Monday. I had to keep my breathing steady. "I have something to show you~!" She persisted. All three of us knew it was bullshit. I kept trying to zone out her annoying and disgusting voice, praying she'd just go away..
Bethany eventually left. I sighed. Cassidy spoke up. "This weekend, I'm going to be visiting my father." Cassidy said. Basically, during weekends and breaks throughout the year, we have the option to visit our parents or stay on campus. "Gregory, I want you to keep an eye on Evan for me." She added. Lovely. My "therapist" was going to be keeping an eye on me. I'm not fucking five! "Not a problem. Is there a reason why?" Gregory asked. "He tends to try-" "Do. Not! That is none of his business!" I interrupted immediately. "I'll keep an eye on him." Gregory decided, giving a quick glance at me. I flipped Cassidy off. What a bitch.
The bell rang. Time for 4th period. Where it's just Gregory and I. We sat next to each other. Gregory was about to ask me why I even interrupted Cass, but I flipped him off before he could even speak. He doesn't need to know that. He already knows most of my trauma and mental state, he doesn't need to know that. I was drawing on the desk. I wasn't really paying attention to the lesson at all. I just want the day over with..
The next class period, I was by myself. I kept fiddling with my pen. Again, I wasn't paying much attention to the lesson. The lesson was so boring I could fall asleep, but I'm not embarrassing myself in front of a bunch of immature imbeciles.
Gregory's POV:
What's his deal? He flipped Cassidy off, cut her off before she could reply to my question, and flipped me off when I was about to ask him something. I proceeded with gym as normal. My focus was divided between class, and my questions I was desperate to ask Cassidy. I know Evan didn't tell me everything during our last "therapy" session, but I do know some things I would've never known just by looking at him. He's just a mentally unstable, broken kid, who builds up barriers due to fear of being betrayed. Evan needs professional help, but obviously he won't get it. He'll fight to the death before he gets professional help..
I sighed. Gym was exhausting, and processing Evan's trauma and secrets was even more tiring. Guess that's what being a therapist is like, eh? I'm not good at gym, I never was. In my personal opinion, Evan's a good kid, just messed up in the head, and emotionally scarred.
Evan's NIGHTMARE: (It's in third person)
"No, no, NO!" He screamed to nobody in particular. "GET OFF OF ME! GET OFF!" He screamed. He felt hands everywhere. He was kicking absolutely nothing. He heard a recognizable laugh, but he was too panicked to pinpoint who it was. "LET GO! LET GO!" His screams were in vain, as the nightmare persisted.
He saw the figure of a woman and immediately knew who she was. Bethany. He panicked immediately, and backed up into a corner. "Leave me alone, leave me alone.." He repeated, over and over again, all in vain.
He then stood before a school bathroom mirror, scarred, sweating, and only wearing a t-shirt and boxers. Slowly, the figure of Bethany appeared behind him. He immediately got the implications, and broke the mirror. He was in so much of a panic that he woke up..
Evan's POV:
I woke up from the nightmare. Strangely, nobody noticed I was asleep. That was a good thing though. I keep having nightmares like these, and they've only gotten worse since I was seven. I instinctively pulled my fingerless gloves up, not letting them fall off. I wanted to rip my hair out and shower till the disgusting feeling left me alone. But that was no use. It was always gonna be there, no matter how much I wanted it to disappear..
The teacher continued her lesson. I honestly forgot what class I was in till I checked the time. Fifth period. At least the day's almost over, and then I could shower, and take a nap, praying I won't get that nightmare again. Before I knew it the bell rang. One more class, before I can shower and take a long ass nap.
I went to my last class of the day, which I unfortunately shared with Cassidy. I sat at my desk, keeping my head down, and avoiding any social interaction as much as fucking possible.
Cassidy's POV:
Evan looked more drained than usual. He never tells me what's up anymore. I'm honestly wondering if we're even dating anymore. I'm also wondering if I should make Evan and Gregory share a dorm. Because maybe that'll make Evan not feel obligated to not say anything while in the safety of a dormitory. I'll discuss it with him and Gregory tomorrow.
Evan was pulling at his hair. I was honestly thinking he was gonna rip it out from how much he was pulling and pulling at it. His eyes gave it away that he was emotionally exhausted. Dammit, Evan, why don't you say anything anymore?!
Gregory's POV:
I was honestly worried about Evan. The teacher's voice echoed in the background. Am I worrying too much? Is Evan actually okay like he claims he is? My head was racing with questions I wish I had answers to..
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|-Middle School Murders-|
Fanfiction(FNAF Alive AU) Evan and Cassidy just became middle schoolers, specifically 7th graders. Evan used to be a kind-hearted, shy, and a quiet boy. It was mainly because of trauma. But now, Evan is acting Cold, he isn't acting like he used to. Cassidy kn...
