My Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria story

Little one

When Vincent got to the hospital Mike wanted to see how bad it was. But he knew he had to wait at least a week. He was sitting on his couch getting his phone out to call Jeremy. "Hello Mikey~!" "Please don't call me that." "But Mikey is what I always called you as a child. And you weren't very bothered by it." Jeremy didn't know why Mike doesn't like to be called that anymore. "I'm ummm... Just get ready~!" "Ready for-... what?" Mike hung up, got in his car, and drove to Jeremy's house. When Mike was driving he cried, thinking about Vincent. "No Mike you can't cry, he should..., he needs to dead, he killed th- US!" Mike eyes turned black again. He shook his head, and pulled over. "Hey what the hell?!, I said go away!" "Well yea you did, but look, you have to understand he KILLED us, Mikey, KILLED!" "I know it's just..., I'll tell Jeremy about you..., and what happened." "For..., but when Jeremy brakes up with you, he'll never want to talk to you again." After those last few words Mike knew he couldn't live without Jeremy. And just knowing the fact he'll leave, tour him up inside. "I have to tell him. He might think I'm crazy, but I have to tell someone. Mike started the car up and went to Jeremy's. *knock knock* Mike knocked on Jeremy's door, and Jeremy opened it. He saw Mike's face stained with tears. He got worried. "Mike wh-why were you crying?!" "Oh you can tell, can't you?" Jeremy opened the door wider to let Mike in. "So please tell me why you were crying." Mike just stood there, wondering if he can tell Jeremy about what happened then he said, "Ok I'll tell you if we don't brake up, ok?" "Please tell me, I'll never brake up with you, unless you cheat on me." "Ugh, we're over that! And it's a long story." Jeremy looked at the clock to see what time it was, because it was late at night. After mike told the hole story from almost killing Vincent, to when the little ghost told him not to tell. "Mike..., you killed a,a..." "Jeremy, she told me not to tell, but I trust you can't you understand?!" "Mike I can't, because this isn't true, kinda like the hole "OH FREEDY'S ALIVE!!!!" thing Mike!!" "Jeremy it true, please just believe me!" "But Mike I can't because I know this-" Jeremy looked mortified at what was behind Mike. "Jeremy?" Mike turned and saw that little girl behind him, he feel to the floor at what she looked like now. She has blood running down her neck and feet. Dripping to the floor, but when it fell it disappeared. "Wh-what the hell happened to you?!" Mike exclaimed to her. "Oh y'know, I told you not to'a tell, but you did!" She came down and hit Mike and Jeremy right on the head making them pass out. When Jeremy woke up Mike was still asleep. "Ugh my head." Jeremy said putting his hand on his head. He looked down and noticed that he was tied to a chair, he got worried. But for what? The ghost is just going to talk to him, not hurt of kill him. "I..., I have to get outta here!" Jeremy tried yelling to wake Mike up, but failed. Jeremy begin to rock the chair side to side. He fell on his right side, waking Mike, had the thud been so loud. "Jeremy..." Mike said looking around. He saw him on the floor like a little caterpillar, squirming trying to get out of the chair. "Ohhhh Jeremy~!" That ghost said flying up to him. "Awww isn't this just CUTE?!" She said, put Jeremy's chair back right side up. "What..., what's cute?!" Mike yelled, he was also tied up to a chair. "Oh, y'know you and Jeremy." "What the hell is that suppose to mean?!" "Oh come on Mikey! Jeremy loved you for years, and just think real hard on how I know this!" "Wait I only told Emily and... Jammie!" "Ding ding ding!" Mike doesn't know who Jammie is, but Jammie knows who Mike is. She really liked him. She would stoke him in his sleep. She even went to the hospital ever night to cheek and see when he was better. "Jammie?, I don't know any Jammies'." Her heart sunk, she cried and fell to her knees. "Whet the hell why are you crying?!" Mike yelled thinking this was a trick. He soon realized it wasn't. "Hey Jammie?, why are you crying?" Mike said gaping his mouth. She didn't say anything, she just turned her head so Mike can only see the right side of her. She smiled like an evil little child would. She soon got up hair covering her face, and she than stretched her arm and grabbed Jeremy. "Jeremy!! Put him down J!" "It's all his fault, he should've let us meet, but that's to late now, huh, Mikey?!" She slammed Jeremy to ground, but before he hit, they both woke up on Jeremy's floor like nothing even happened. "What the hell?!" "Don't ask me!! You shouldn't've told me!" "Wait..., she liked me?" "Yes but it's not like knew that!" "I..., I... I'm sorry Jeremy." "You're sorry for what?" "I shouldn't've told you." Mike cried, Jeremy noticed this. Jeremy put his hand under Mike's chin, he kissed him. "Jeremy what are you doing?" "Nothing I just don't wanna see you cry." Mike smiled and hugged Jeremy. "I thought you'd die because of me." "No it was a dream, or just in one of our heads." "Yea 'cause ghost can get in our heads." "Puff whatever Mike!" Mike and Jeremy laughed quietly. About a week went by and today was the day to see how Vincent was doing. "Hello mis.Shelby, we're here for Vincent Bishop." "Ohhkay, here he's room 129 on the second floor." "Thanks mis!" Jeremy said with a big smile. "Come on let's take the stairs!" "No the elevator!" Jeremy crossed his arms, and skunked up his nose and sighed. "What's that face for?" "I wanted to go up the stairs!" "We will when we leave." "Yay!" "Also you like 22 so pull your self together." "I'm 21." "Ugh whatever." Mike and Jeremy got off the elevator and found Vincent's room. They walked in and saw him eating some toast. "Hi Vincent." "Hi Mike, Jeremy." Jeremy said nothing, he is still mad at what he did. "Ugh we're over that!" "I'm not!" Jeremy sat down outside the hallway hearing what they're saying. "So Vincent, how's it going?" "Just fine after you cut me." "You were going to kill me for dating Jeremy and not you." "What no I wasn't you're lying! Why would I ever do that?!" "That little girl you killed she told me."