Five year old (Y/N) has already had a harder life than most adults.
It was a simple story where Daddy got mad at Mommy. And when Daddy gets mad, Mommy and (Y/N) get hurt. Its even worst when Daddy brings his friends over and they bring the gro...
I was now awake. The window in my room was open and the wind gently blew the white curtains softly. Creak. The floorboards creaked as someone dressed in black moved by my bed. Instead of sweeping me up and carrying me into the dark, they placed a small box on the empty space beside me. I had never had one of these. I knew what it was though. Mommy had one she said her mommy gave her. In the pale light that the moon produced I could she the old music box slightly.
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The music, was scaring me, but I knew better than to scream out into the dark night. Whoever was in here would hurt me...I know. The music seemed to get slightly louder, but it was not possible.
"You like the music, yes darling?" A voice like my old daddy's spoke.
"No." I said scared.
"Oh? You don't like," He laughed, "How sad for the little baby, are you gonna yell for your daddy?"He asked with a scary grin.
"I-I don't know." I said trying not to show him I was scared.
He leaned down closer to me and whispered, "You call that bastard, and you and him both will die."
"What?" I said quietly.
"You heard me." He said grabbing the music box and closing it shut. "Go back to sleep, and everything will alright."
I wanted to listen to him, but I don't know if I could trust him. What if he tries to break my new attempt of a family. As the floor broads creak I snuggle back into my blankets. As he climbs back from where he entered he said in a clear voice directed to me.
"Your father was right about you." And then left into the night.
I sit quietly until I think he is gone. I get up from the bed that is too big for me and take the blanket that was sheltering me from the cold. As I get off the bed and to the cold floors it creaks quietly. I open the door as quickly as possible and walk down the halls watching the shadows casted throughout the living room. I hurried to Daddy's room. I opened the door and went to his bedside his bed. I gently climbed onto his bed and snuggled into my blanket. I felt warm and safe, so I closed my eyes.
Mark...
I woke up to the 7:30 alarm. So I still have thirty minutes-ish till I upload the eight o'clock video. As I rub my eyes to see a bit clearer, but still blurry I see (Y/N). I wonder why she's in here...Maybe a bad dream. I leave her to sleep and go to my new recording room. With my vision blurry from the lack of contacts I accidentally trip over one of Chica's chew toys.
"Shit." I mumble under my breath the only way I'll be able to do it for a while.
I continue my way to the recording room and start to upload my video first video for the day. It finished just as the clock reached eight o'clock. I rub my tired eyes again and head to the bathroom. I brush my hair along with my teeth and put my contacts in. I head back to my bedroom and open the door slowly. I peer inside and see that (Y/N) was still fast asleep. I sneak in and grab a random shirt from my closet and go on.
Once back in the recording room I decide to go ahead and record a five or six videos so I can spend some time with (Y/N). After browsing through steam for a while I choose five or six games. First game in, and ten minutes later I hear the pounding of rain. I ignore it and continue with the game. On the third game, I hear something different. Like a window opening, or something like it. I take of my headphones and turn the camera off. I went to my bedroom where (Y/N) had been sleeping. I open the door to see (Y/N) by the window. Where it was still raining, water dripped from the windowsill.
"(Y/N), what are you doing?" I said walking over to her.
She turned and he face was wet with either tears or rain water, "I w-woke up, a-an-and, you weren't there and, a-and the w-window was open. I t-th-thought y-you left m-me." She said hiccuping from crying.
I bent down to her level and grabbed her shoulders and said, " I would never leave you, you're mine now," I pushed the matted hair out of her face, "Okay...How about some breakfast?"
"Mhm." She said wiping her tears away.
I pick her up and carry her towards the kitchen. I put some bread in the toast and sit down with her, while waiting on it.
