Won't You Stay At Fazbear's?

Chapter 14

Crazy's P.O.V.
I scrubbed away at the stage. My leg chained to a chair in the cinema. Arms wrapped around me.

"Hello beautiful." I flinched when his hand patted my head.

"Good morning Cry." I said, my voice raspy from crying. Cry kissed me on the head.

"I think it's clean, walk with me." I clenched my jaw. I didn't stop scrubbing. Cry grabbed my hand.

"I said walk with me." His voice strong and fierce. I dropped the cloth and looked him in the eye.

"Go fuck yourself." Cry was taken back by what I said. He lifted his hand and slapped me. I fell to the ground with force.

"I'm sorry? Did you say something?" My hand went to my cheek. A bruise was forming already. I stood up, still holding my cheek.

"No Cry, I didn't." He smiled and grabbed my arm, he pulled up my sleeve and dragged my switchblade across my skin. Blood fell down to the floor.

"Walk with me." I followed him, but my chain only went so far. Cry bent down and undid the chain. He held my arm firmly.

I was late for class. I ran without thinking, I crashed into someone.
"I'm so sorry! I'm clumsy. Are you alright?" The boy brushed himself off.
"Yeah, Cry." I smiled.
"I go by Crazy." Cry smiled.
"I guess I'll see you around Crazy." He said walking away.

The first time I met him ran though my head. He rechained me in the kitchen.

"Clean. I'll be back." I nodded and scrubbed away at the dirty kitchen.

"The same place his was last time." I knew that voice from anywhere.

"Nedak? What are you doing here?" He smiled and came out of the shadows.

"I'm here to get you out." I looked at the floor.

"How did you know where I was?" Nedak sighed.

"You told me."