Funtime Freddy x Anxiety!Reader [[ONHOLD]]

Scene 2: Always Enough

Me and Freddy were sitting on the stage against the wall. He was watching me play a game on my phone, but I had put it away not a moment ago. He gave me a look of concern and confusion, but didn't ask why. He knew I had a few issues roaming my mind and body at the time. No help that it was that time of the month again. He watched me for a moment, trying to figure it out on his own. When he finally looked away, I had the urge to explain it all in a flood of words, but that wouldn't do much good. After a few minutes, I broke the silence that was held for what seemed like forever.

"Hey Freddy?"

"Yeah?" he said softly, looking up with gentle eyes.

"Am I ever enough?"

It was quiet again. I knew he was thinking over it and what I was considering already.

"What do you mean?" he asked in a lie.

"Am I enough for anyone to deal with these days..." I muttered lowly.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned to look up at him. He had that warm look on his face. It was a look to die for. And I fell for it every time.

"Of course you're enough. Why do you say that?" He looked down at me with beautiful, blue eyes. I could see myself on their glossy covering. It was like an ocean, and I was stuck sailing on it for days. But now there was a monster in those imaginary waters.

It was me.

I looked at the floor, disgusted with myself. I couldn't bring myself to tell him the story yet. "I just...I just feel I disappoint everyone."

I felt pulled into Freddy as he hugged me warmly. "Don't say that. Sure, people get disappointed, but you can't really help it." He was right. I couldn't make people happy. Yet I tried to. I gave up my own happiness for someone else's. I never knew how or why. I just...did.

I nodded, but I didn't believe him. "My friend and I were fighting," I tell him at last, my voice shaking. "He said he needed some time alone."

Freddy listened closely, trying to comfort me as I told my sad tale.

"I only told him 'thanks for letting me know you got home'. He took it the wrong way..."

"What way did you mean it?" Freddy questioned lowly, trying to relax my tense muscles. He wiped a tear from my eye with his finger.

"I only mean well. I say things like that because I care. I worry about him. I wait and wait but after a while I worry so much..."

Freddy nodded. "You worry too much, actually," he chuckled softly. "But thats why you're good at being prepared. However, it really hurts you. You shouldn't worry," he said with a soft voice. He brushed the hair from my face as I looked at him with tear filled eyes.

"I don't mean to Freddy," I say before I cry.

Freddy made a series of hushes as he brought me closer. "Shhh, shhh, it's okay..." he held my head, brushing back the hair. "You're okay, you're okay..."

I hugged him tightly as I cried into his side. Even though it was metal, it still provided a comforting feeling. "I just wanted to talk to him. That's all. Why do I have to be this way? I want to be nice!"

"You are nice! Don't say that!" Freddy barked lowly, holding me by my shoulders. "Don't say things like that! You know you're a very, VERY beautiful and smart girl! You are full of happiness for others but none for yourself. It's in you, I know!" He pulled me closer, his face inches from mine as I stare into his eyes.

"You are worth more than you will ever know. To your friends, your family....to me. Please, it's going to be okay," he said softly, hugging me tightly.

"I'm sorry Freddy..."

"Don't be. There's no reason to be," he muttered into my ear gently, rubbing my back as I cried into his shoulder. He sighed and smiled. "You're stronger than you think, (Y/N). You will make it," he said softly to me.

"I know you will."