Why Me? *Rewrite*

Chapter 16

Saphira took deep breaths after returning to the office to check on the system. All of them had to be rebooted, so she hit the reboot all option before walking into the bathroom to dampen a cloth and rub it over her face. She could feel the light layer of sweat from the nervousness she was feeling regarding telling the animatronics about the car accident. She knew she wouldn't be able to stop herself from being this nervous, but she hoped to calm down enough to not cause an anxiety attack. At the moment, she felt like she could go through one. She didn't want to scare the animatronics because of it, as she didn't want to be told to not worry about the story.

But telling them might make her feel better and she knew it. She stared at the mirror as she took deep breaths to try and calm her racing heart as much as she could. She repeated in her mind that she would be okay. The pain of the past ten years ago will linger, but it might ease once the burden of keeping it to herself is gone. Especially when she told Springtrap. But as she thought about it, she couldn't help but think about the previous manager, Jason, and the fact that he tried to get rid of any evidence of her existence. And if he was truly tasked with dealing with her, it meant he was the one driving the truck that hit the car.

You can do this, Saphira. The animatronics have been very reasonable so far, and they do appear to be sympathetic to me. They aren't going to kill me after telling the story. I just hope that I won't have a full blown anxiety attack in the middle...especially about Lucas...

Saphira took more deep breaths and wiped the damp cloth around her face and neck to try and feel a bit cooler. She remembers feeling this way when she spoke to her therapist for many years. She didn't feel like therapy has helped her all these years, but it was hard for her to recognize that. Especially as Saphira hasn't really felt like she had anyone to back her up all these years, but it still has been really hard to cope with the grief she still felt for her brother. Especially as she still remembers seeing his body hanging in the car after it was flipped.

Saphira tightened her grip on the cloth, ignoring the water dripping from the fabric onto the floor as she kept staring into the mirror for a few more minutes. When she felt calmer than before, Saphira stepped back from the sink and wiped the cloth her over face one last time before ringing excess water into the sink and hanging it over the side of the bowl. She sighed deeply and stepped back, closing the door and turning to walk back to the monitors.

She smiled as she saw that the animatronics were patiently waiting for her in the main dining room. None of them have touched their food, though they have been sipping their hot chocolate, which she was unsurprised by. She checked the system again and only the ventilation needing rebooting. She hit reboot all anyway to cover them all before turning towards the door, only to stop and look at Mike's computer in surprise when she saw the screen was over, but was covered in black and white static.

I didn't turn the screen on.

Saphira was concerned someone had snuck in as she walked over to the desk and turned off the screen, and she sighed in relief. She did think it was strange, since the screen was already off the last time she had checked it. Regardless, Saphira didn't think too hard about it as she walked around the desk to the door to head back down the hallway. She didn't want to worry about trivial things, especially as she felt like she had heavier things to worry about.

She hummed to herself as she opened the doorway and walked through to pass by Fredbear's dining room. She kept herself as calm as she could, knowing that there was going to be a lot of tears. She couldn't help but feel annoyed at herself for not bringing tissues with her, as she knew she would have used them. But she didn't want to waste too much time searching for boxes of tissues, as it would only be just another excuse to delay her story.