Bittersweet (Springtrap x Reader) [DISCONTINUED]

Clues

(Oh my god, I feel terrible! I almost completely forgot to update this story! Thank you guys for reminding me while I was out on vacation! I am so so so SORRY!!)

Pacing. Pacing. Pacing back and forth in your room. Thoughts battling in your head, your own but also the voices thoughts. When will this end? When will it? You can quit... right? Right?! You can just find another job, yes. But how long would that take you?

"What am I supposed to do?!" You exclaimed, your teeth gritted as you tightly gripped the horrifying ad you shouldn't have ever seen. It was already 11:30, your heart racing as the frightful memories reappeared in your head. The scarlet blood. The nightmarish looks. Clouding your head as your frantic pace stopped.

The voices.

They were trying to tell you all along about what would happen to you if you stayed. Are they trying to steer you clearly away from the tragic accident that might occur? Are you going insane? Those voices reminded you of innocence, with a dark aurora hiding behind it all. You shook your head, confused and torn between your own thoughts. Well... you did settle for one statement that you would keep with no regards.

You swore you were going to fight back if you're life was on the line, even if he doesn't mean to hurt you.

Making that decision made you think cautiously, actually taking in consideration of Springtrap's view on things. It seems like he isn't in control of himself when his eyes flicker to complete white... but that doesn't explain about the dripping blood. Sometimes, unanswered questions need time to be answered, so you settled for a later explanation. Walking confidentiality to the kitchen, your change in attitude dramatically changing from being disheveled with fright to taking on a courageous look. Looking through the kitchen drawer, you take out your tool box, digging out a screw driver and wrench. You tuck the tools into your (f.c) jacket pockets, putting away the tool box as a determined smirk crossed your features. You glanced at the counter, your bag resting peacefully as you spotted something that could be of use. A taser.

You grabbed the bag, taking out your car keys as you passed by the door, heading towards your car.

(Time skip to the horror attraction!... I was lazy <(•~•)>)

Swiping your card, you enter the attraction. The change in the air was very noticeable. A creepy atmosphere set into motion as you stepped into the office. You immediately screamed, falling back as you looked up at a dark figure that looked charred and burned. It had the figure of a bear, a menacing glare in its eyes. Your breathing fastened, your eyes widened as you frantically backed away, but your back came in contact with what seemed to be a wall. You glanced behind you quickly, not trusting the unmoving bear in front of you. Your heart stopped for a millisecond as your eyes made contact with cold grey eyes. The figure standing behind you was a terrifying sight. The figure had the same texture but instead of a bear, it was a chicken. It looked down at you, almost like it was disappointed. You were frozen in horror as you slowly looked forward again. You swore, a heart attack was just waiting around the corner as there was now a fox standing behind the bear, with its jaws opened widely, awaiting to sink it's teeth into you. Your eyes closed tightly, holding your arms in front of you as you heard metal scraping against tile. A screech rang in your ears but something abruptly ended it. Your eyes opened quickly, looking up at what had stopped them to attack. The fear that was inside you grew as you saw the main animatronic that had almost killed you. The other ones were cowering in the corner as Springtrap neared them. Scared beyond their minds, they all vanished from thin air. Springtrap didn't turn towards you, which was relieving but also frightening. Who is in control as of this moment? Your thoughts were soon interrupted as he moved his head to the side. Your hand moved carefully for the tazer hiding in your jacket pocket, anticipation starting to eat you alive. He shifted toward you, barely showing the color of his eyes... which did hold concerned stormy grey eyes. You were so relieved, you didn't know whether to slap him or hug him-

'hold on, hold on! Hug him?! What are you thinking (y.n)?! Get that out of your head girl!' You were flustered by the thought, finding yourself caught off guard as a hand came into view. You glanced up, hesitantly reaching up your hand. He pulled you up, setting you on your feet and stepping back to give you personal space. Unsure about what happened a few moments ago, you shift your weight, but your hand knocked something out of your pocket. Looking down, a piece of paper lay on the floor, awaiting for you to pick it up. You looked up at Springtrap before picking up the paper. Flipping it over, you see the whole page filled with scribbled down words, as if they were carelessly written down. Searching through the paper, you become confused as there was no apparent message(s) on it. The only thing that was clear was a drawing of a key. A shadow covered your small form as you racked your brain for answers. Glancing in the general direction of up, Springtrap stood by your shoulder, curiosity spiked up into his eyes as he also studied the strange message(s).

"Do you know what this means?" You asked him, holding up the paper. He slightly took ahold of it, a determined look on his face.

"I might not be very certain, but that key may have belonged to the previous night guard." He answered with little eye contact.

"There was another night guard?" You asked, quickly finding yourself interested.

"Actually, he's more of the attraction's CEO. I had only seen him once in here looking over this article in the newspaper; I didn't clearly see what it was about but it seemed important to that guy." He looked from the paper to you.

"Did you get to see the headline at least?" Curiosity got the best of you as you continued with the questions.

"I think it said... Freddy Fazbear's Pizza closed due to-" You cut him off as your hand flew onto his muzzle. He was confused as he was about to question your actions until he heard it. The creak of the exit door had been opened.

Someone was in here with you.

(Sorry I haven't been updating very regularly! I only update when I'm motivated but your comments have kept me going! \(^-^)/ I've been thinking, would you, the readers, like to give me ideas for the upcoming chapters? I'd gladly like to hear any plot twists or turn arounds that can get your excitement up a bit! Don't be shy, comment any ideas you have that you think can spice up this story. ~(-3-)~ Alright, I'll stop my boring author note and go. Bye Readers!)