Five Nights Till Freedom

Swallowed in Darkness

[WARNING: Slight sexual content and suggested themes. Do not kill me, you guys asked for this]

I don't remember if I had screamed during my fall down or not.

I did remember seeing the hole close above me and leaving me in complete darkness.

I landed on the ground with a loud thump and pain ran up both my legs, causing me to collapse on my knees. I yelped in pain, feeling a burning heat distinctly in my right leg. 

I could move it so it wasn't broken but every-time I so much as twitched my leg would scream in pain, so it was probably sprained.

I breathed quickly, trying to calm myself down.

I'm just by myself with a sprained leg in a really dark place. There's nothing to worry about.

God I'm a terrible self motivator.

I slowly stood up, pushing myself off the ground and putting all my weight on my good leg. It was a bit difficult as I pushed myself from the ground. My good leg was sore from the fall, even if it wasn't broken it still hurt like hell.

I spun around, turning to see if there was anyway I can see at all.

Everything was in complete darkness. I couldn't even tell if my eyes were open or not.

I then heard a rugged breathing that wasn't my own. I turned in the direction of the sound, my foot clapping against what sounded like tile floors.

"Who's there?" Someone from in front of me called out in an angry tone. It was a male voice and it was very familiar to me. He sounded the same exact way when Chika was thrown against the stage.

"Foxy!" I shouted in the direction the voice came from. I couldn't see him but I could tell that it was him. At least I believed it to be him.

"Rachel?" There was a sudden sound of footsteps coming in my direction getting closer and closer to me until I felt a hand against my chest, right over my right breast.

I could feel my face heating up and I quickly grabbed his hand to move it, "F....F..Foxy...."

"Rachel, did I touch your...." He stopped what he was saying, squeezing my hand in his tightly, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, I couldn't see anything....."

"I..It... it's okay Foxy, It's just a bit embarrassing for me....." I couldn't stop stuttering, "And I'm so scared."

I felt his hand run up my arm slowly, trying to judge where I was before he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me into his chest. His other arm then came around me and I felt the cool metal of his hook against my back, "It's okay Rachel, I promise I'll be here the whole time."

Every breath that I took I could smell the scent of him. He smelled like the pizzeria, and a small but distinct fragrance of honey. I don't know why I could smell that on him, but it was there. 

My hands were against his chest and I could feel his leather jacket between my fingers. 

"Foxy, why did you kiss me earlier?" I asked quietly, placing my head against his chest, feeling the hammering of his heart going a thousand miles a second. It was like how my heart was beating now.

"I kissed you because I really like you Rachel," Foxy said softly back. I could sense the smile even in the darkness, "I've liked you since the first day you showed up at the pizzeria."

I felt like a million butterflies were fluttering around in my stomach.

"You were so sweet and caring towards the people you just met and I couldn't help but fall helplessly in love with you. I know that we haven't known each-other for long and you probably don't feel the same way......"

I interrupted him by standing on my tiptoes of my good foot and pressing my lips against his chin. Sadly I was aiming for his mouth but I couldn't find it in the eternal blackness.

"I do though...." I whispered, looking to where I knew Foxy's face was. I could picture him standing there awestruck, his one eye wide while the other one was covered by an eye patch.

"Hmm..." Foxy sighed contently, "You really do? You're not just saying what I wan to hear?" He let his hands trail down my arms until he wrapped them around my waist.

"I promise you I'm not. I really feel that way about you," I smiled even if he couldn't see it."

Foxy chuckled softly, not as if he was actually laughing but rather in joy. I felt his grip on my waist tighten as he pulled me closer, my chest against his, "You really are amazing Rachel. Every single part."

I smiled, wrapping my own arms around Foxy's neck.

I never have been in a real relationship before. I just never got close enough to people to get into a personal connection with another person. But this felt like the right thing to do. It seemed natural.

I could hear the soft breathing of him standing above me, soft and calm.

I then felt Foxy trail his hand up my arm once more, up my neck until he rested his hand under my chin. He paused for a moment, bringing his thumb and lightly touching my lips. I shivered softly at his touch and leaned forward as I felt him do the same.

His thumb moved from my mouth and was replaced by the feeling of his mouth against mine. His lips were soft and tasted like honey, like the distinct smell that was his. He pressed into me, but didn't press so hard that I couldn't breath. It was intimate and I felt like my whole body was on fire. 

His lips felt so good against mine, I didn't want it to ever end. I could have stayed here in the darkness with Foxy forever.

"Look at the love birds, let's turn on the lights shall we?"

A menacing voice called out from everywhere as me and Foxy suddenly burst apart, causing me to scream in pain because I landed on my sprained leg.

Bright white lights then illuminated the darkness, showing both me and Foxy were in a pure white room along with the other animatronics.