Trapped(Foxica)(Foxy x Chica)

Chapter Five: Alone

A/n: It's been forever, but here I am! With................... an update! ^0^
Enjoy!

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I creep up to him slowly.
As if he could feel me around he pulls the curtains back. With a slight creepy smile, his eyes fill with joy as he steps off stage and comes to me. I'm very hesitant when he does this, but I take a deep breath and open my arms wide. Before I can react to anything he sweeps me up in his arms and hugs me closely. I blink and let my legs dangle, I'm at least a foot off the ground. I'm pressed against his cold body, inhaling the smell of pizza and metal. He hugs me hard and twists around a little. A few seconds pass but I eventually wrap my arms around his neck and nuzzle his long hair.

"It's so nice to feel another living thing," he growled lowly, a mellow tune lacing his words.

My eyes water as I start to really realize how much he's been through. Stuck here, alone. Nobody to talk to, at least I have Bonnie and the others. He has no one, well except me. When he finally puts me down, I smile at him, brushing strands of lose blonde hair from my face.

"I've missed you Foxy."

His eyes widen slightly as he steps closer, towering over me. "Ye did?"

I giggle,"Of course! We all do..."

His eyes turn cold, a low growl escapes his throat. "Lass, ye are the only one I trust. They don't miss me, they're afraid of me! But I'm ok with that, I hate them."

"Hate them? They're our friends," I say, a little offended.

Foxy scoffs,"They're ly'n backstabbers, I don't need them."

"Well then, I guess you don't need me either," I snap a little, spinning on my heel.

Just before I could even walk off, Foxy grabs my arm and yanks me toward him.

"No! Ye can't leave! I-I need you," he snapped loudly.

This struck fear through my body, he yanked me so hard my arm was burning.

I winced,"S-stop! That hurts!"

Foxy merely dropped me. I stumbled a bit, my arm pulsing. Tears welded up in my eyes but they didn't fall. I looked up at Foxy and sniffled a bit, backing up. His expression softened majorly as he reached for me. This made me alert as I jumped back.

"L-Lass?" His voice cracked slightly.

"Foxy..." I rubbed my arm.

His ears fell as he quietly apologized.

"Chica? Where are you?"

My head snapped toward the door as the familiar voice echoed through the room.

"Come out Chica!"

Another familiar voice.

Foxy's ears twitches as he smelt the air and searched for the owner of the voices.

"I-I have to go," I said quietly.

He stared at me,"Please.... come back tomorrow? I can't stand to be alone anymore. Ye lass, are my only hope. The others won't understand me like ye do."

I take in what he said and ignore T.Bon and Mangle's voice. Instead with my good arm I lift it and stroke Foxy's hair. He pushes his head into my hand and growls lowly.

"Bye Foxy,"I say before pulling back.

His ears fall as he watches me leave. I smile softly at him before running to the other two. As I do this I almost run into them.

"Whoa hey, what's the rush Chica?" T.Bon chirps,"Where were you anyway?"

I breathed heavily,"I *pant* had to take care of *pant*something."

The two look over my shoulder to see into the other room. I merely hold my injured arm and smile at them.

"So, what did you guys need me for?" I ask in the most cheerful voice I can muster.

"Oh, Bonnie wanted to talk to you," T.Bon replied.

I nod and follow the two, Mangle kept glancing back, a creepy smile on her face. I ignore her and look at T.Bon instead who's face is hard to read. I can't tell if she's upset or mad, or anything. But something must be wrong, she's not her usual very perky self. And why would Bonnie want to talk to me? It must be urgent for him to want to talk to me right now. All these questions fill my head as we get closer.

When I see Bonnie he's leaning against the wall. Eyes closed until we approach him.

"We'll leave you two alone," T.Bon smiles slightly as she and Mangle walk off with each other, making small talk.

When their voices fade, Bonnie takes my bad arm. I flinch and grit my teeth, my arm burns even worse. Bonnie blinks and releases immediately.

"Chica? What's wrong with your arm?" He asks concerned.

I step back,"N-nothing."

Bonnie narrows his eyes,"Tell me what happened, your arm, Chica."

I stare at him.