I knew he was trying to help and how sensitive he was, but I just... yelled. Out of pure anger, frustration and sadness, I just yelled. Tears in my eyes, I said, "Go the fuck away! Just GO!!!" He ran off scared, hurt and sobbing. Now not only did I feel mad, but now I felt like a huge JERK! It was to late to say sorry because he already teleported far away.
"Maybe I deserved that 'payback'", I mumbled to myself. Just then, I heard Foxy's yelling stop and shortly after, he came out the door.
He looked at me and stuttered, "U-uh hi..?" I just told him to go away too. He didn't and sat next to me saying he wasn't mad.
"It's fine... Freddy's just..." is all I can really remember him saying. I don't remember much from that time and I still don't know why. I felt like crying again because I just felt... bad for him. Suddenly, my mind actually decided to dare to even think about Vincent.
I guess I spaced out, because Foxy gave me a little shake, asking if I was okay. Obviously I wasnt freaking okay! I said I was fine anyway without looking at him. I'd never felt so guilty in my life! He came back to reality and noticed I wasn't okay. He looked at me, looking scared for some reason.
"U-um I-I..." he started to say, then quickly stopped, blushing. Out of nowhere, he just hugged me. I had to cry now. I just couldn't hold it in anymore. I hurt so bad.
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The Truth
Mystery / Thriller(This probably makes no fucking sense to you but... idc XD I wrote it on Quotev) You've probably noticed my robotic eye, huh? And the fact that I'm dead? It's probably a stinging pain to keep the question, "Why is that there and how did she pass!" i...
