Little sister (fnaf fanfic)

6- overthinking

Angels pov

As the days turned into weeks then months Finn and I had hung out more than ever.

He showed me all the places across town where I could go tuning the boring town into an amazing world where anything seemed possible. He also taught me how to steal

Me and Freddy had an agreement. We would each do our own thing weather with or without the knowledge of mom and dad. And neither of us would snitch on the other.

These amazing night adventures took their toll. I was paler than ever with black shadows under my eyes. Finn wanted me to get some sleep.

At weekends I slept through the day and most of the night spending most of my time asleep. Sometimes I nearly fell asleep at school.

I became paranoid about my looks. Worrying I looked bad to other people avoiding the mirror at all costs. 

I knew with a heavy heart that my and Finns nights out would have to become less if each of us where to keep ourselves awake. We decided on twice a week. Friday and Saturday.

It was Thursday morning. I had got up at six to get a shower and do my homework. I had just had said shower and now I was attempting to dry my hair without using the hairdryer which would wake mom, dad and Freddy. I was not going around with my hair dripping  like I'd been drowned. I loosely ran the brush through it sighing at my reflection.

I was fat but skinny. An ugly mix of both my stomach stuck out too much and my ribs showed. But my figure was as flat and as boring as a boys. I sighed looking cautiously at the makeup mom gave me. I looked at my pale chapped lips, my too long eyelashes and disgustingly pale face. But no matter how hard I tried the makeup made it worse. I wiped it off scrubbing until my face was raw and glared at my reflection.

I wondered if maybe Finn just felt bad for me. The pale faced 'vampire wannabe' dumb freaky girl that no one liked. What if he was just doing a good deed and soon he would get annoyed or bored and he Robbie and Charlotte would all walk away like I never existed?

I knew I was getting paranoid again and sighed. I headed to school an hour later the thoughts of being a pity friend stuck in my mind.

Finns pov

"Angel!"

"...angel?"

"Are you okay?"

She looked away from me confused her eyes dull and worried. She seemed so... out of it, empty... had her family fought again?

"I'm okay"

Her soft voice was barely above a whisper. Instantly my whole mind was on protective mode analysing her body language in seconds. Her shoulders closed in her head dropped downwards and she kept blinking hard and muttering about the wind making her eyes water.

The walk to the music room was mainly spent in silence what was wrong?

I wondered if I had done something but received no answers as we arrived in the music room

Bobbie looked between the pair of us and mouthed at me "she okay?" I shrugged uncertainty letting out an internal groan and shooting Robbie a look when I saw Charlotte coming over. She's a great laugh but as much as she is like a sister to me that girl does not know her boundaries.