Compared to how active I am with updating, it's been a while. So here's chapter nine for y'all. Thanks for a waiting, so without furthee a due...story time!!!
-Lauren's P.O.V-
But how? I mean...how? She died. Died. Unless...oh no...nonononononoooooo!!! It's...it's her. (y/n) can't find out. She'll hate me. Well...she already does. No biggie.-Your P.O.V first person-
I look around. The voice...is slowly gaining power. I see a shadow. It was a female. It looked all too familiar.Phoebe.
What about her?
...
"Who are you?" I ask somehow placing a hand on the shadow's shoulder.
"(y-y/n). Don't you r-remember me?"
"I don't know you."
"Y-yeah you do."
"Who are you...and how'd you get here?"
"(y/n)?" I stared at her confused. She smiled warmly and I just grinned nervously. "Lauren killed me."
"L-L...Lauren?" Lauren? A killer? No way.
"With another person. I heard Lauren adress her as (bff/n)."
"Lauren? (bff/n)? N-no. Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"But...no...th-that can't be. How? I...I...I thought I knew them."
"You thought (y/n). You thought you knew them. But you don't."
"Y-you're right. But...who are you?"
"(y-y/n)? I'm Ph-"
"Phoebe? But...how?" She nodded slowly. "So...Lauren and
(bff/n) did this?" Anger filled me up.She once again nodded. I got up and stormed off.
I walked off to the music box holding back tears.
Lauren? (bff/n)? How? As in...you..Lauren?
(y-y/n)...
Yes or no. Simple.
(y/n), I ju-
Yes. Or. No?
...
Tell me. Tell me the truth. It's not like...I'll get...mad...or something.
I...(y/n)...yes. Okay? And yes, (bff/n) was involved too. I'm sorry.
Why though?
Because...I wanted you to realize how wrong you were.
I'm not wrong!!! If anything, you're wrong!
No. You don't get it.
Yes I do, and you know that you're wrong, you just don't wanna say it.
I know...that I'm right.
You're not...and you never will be.
Oh but I will. You'll see (y/n). The terrible little monster you are.
Agh. I'm not.
You. Are.
I opened the box and stumbled in. I huffed and crossed my arms.
"What's wr-wrong?" Marionette asked seeming a bit frightened.
"What do you mean?"
"Wh-why are you....here...?"
"What do you mean, I belong here."
"N-no. W-weren't you p-put in parts and-"
"Wait what? P-parts and service?!" I raised my voice slightly and Marionette slowly scooted away from me. "What do you mean? When?"
"Today."
"When...in...today?"
"J-just before they u-usually 'turn on' the a-animatronics for the d-day."
"Oh." I thought for a moment.Your stupid dream kept me asleep.
You're welcome.
For what?
You'll see. Eventually.
"M-Marion? Do you know about...who killed...Ph-Phoebe?"
"N-no. Why?"
"Oh um...just a question. Wait...so parts and service? I'll never come back from there." I looked away. "I'll be...f-f...forgetten?"
"I was able to come back. Thanks to you." I smiled and looked back at him. "I bet I could do the same for you."
"Really?"
"Yep."
"Mm...thank you!!!" I hugged him tightly.Awww...would you look at that? Your sweetheart isn't that bad after all.
Shut up.
Not for long.
"Why was I thrown in here in the first place?"
"Won't turn on."
"Oh right, I remember that." Marionette had a confused look on his face. "I had a dream."
"Oh. Okay?" There was long silence. I thought for a while until a...special...thought ran through my mind.I started to wind up te box and it played the tune of Marionette's music box. When it stopped, two figures with their arms around each other popped out. One was Marion...and the other...I looked closely and noticed it was...me? I smiled warmly and closed the box, winding it up again. Listening to the sweet, sweet, tune of Marionette's box.
I sighed dreamily at the thought (I am was laughing writing this paragraph all because dreamily auto corrected to freakishly and just for fun, I tried minority which goes to monstrosity!!!).
-Lauren's P.O.V-
I truly am sorry. (y/n) stormed out of parts and service seeming a tad...angry.Yes, okay? I had killed Phoebe with the help of (bff/n), okay? Sorry!
Why did the thought continuously run through my head, I know I didn't do it. I v didn't! Ugh. Why is life so hard? Stupid (y/n). Thinks it's easy for me. Ha. Oh (y/n), (y/n), beautiful (y/n). Thinks it's all...about...her.
Heeeyyyy...I know it's been a while. But here's chapter 9!!! Ima try to get back on track here, so please don't die on meeeee!!!
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