Recovery: A prologue to Fazbear & Co

Chapter 14

"This guy...is your dad?" Freddy was shocked to hear her statement.

"Well...yes...unfortunately..." Bonnie trailed off, her eyes welling up once more. The bear took this as a chance to comfort her again, and continued to rub his paw against the back of her head.

"It's okay..." he soothed, looking into her muted red irises. "What did he do? You don't have to say, of course..."

Sniffing violently, the purple doe's expression hardened. "He...hurt us...badly..."

"Us?"

"Me and my...sister..." She stopped, her normally thin eyes widening. "My sister! My sister!"

"Wait...what? Your sister?" The bear turned to confide in Goldie and noticed that he too had enlarged eyes. Something was very wrong here.

"Yes!" A growl rose in her throat. "She went missing! It was just before I left...oh." She had clearly come to a realisation. "I never told you..."

The brown-furred bear nodded. "Tell me everything."

***

A while later, Bonnie had explained the past events of her life. It started with her and her sister Rosie, who she obviously was very anxious about, living with their mother and father in a rural area of Texas. Rosie was older than Bonnie, and had acted as a 'protector' of sorts when the siblings were exposed to their father's (David's) rough attacks. The rabbit hadn't known why he was like this; she could only assume that their mother, Sonya, was too afraid to stand up to her husband.

Eventually, when Bonnie and Rosie had both left secondary school, David had become worse. One afternoon, when the purple doe had returned from a walk to clear her mind, her sister was gone and Sonya was at the door. She gestured for her daughter to follow her up to the attic and described that her husband wouldn't know where she was. Sonya told Bonnie to stay there and not come out; if she did, her abusive father would find her. With that, she had locked the door, but not after explaining that food would come to her when David was out at work.

It had only taken the rest of the day for the doe to decide that she couldn't spend an hour more in that room. Finding a piece of paper and a half-empty pen strewn among the boxes of the attic, she had written a note to her mother explaining her choice. She would leave the house through the small window in her new 'room' and run. No ideas or locations had immediately come to her mind, but she would just flee until she found somewhere.

After gathering her guitar (which she'd requested during her afternoon in the attic), she'd used materials that she had uncovered to push open the aforementioned window. Observing the small cul de sac, Bonnie had traversed the rooves of the houses, making use of her agility that she'd possessed for years. She had leapt from tile to tile, ceiling to ceiling until she had found the infamous oak tree. There, she had come to the conclusion that it was her best bet, and had made a makeshift home among the branches.

For all that time (the rabbit thought she'd been living out there for around a month), her sister was still nowhere to be found.
"...and I think he has her," she finished, sighing.

"David?" Goldie questioned, tipping his head to one side.

"Well, it does make sense," Freddy answered, looking at his friend again. "If he used to hurt Bonnie and Rosie...and judging by how he just acted...he's a prime suspect."

"And just how are we going to find her?!" The purple rabbit's voice cut through the bear's sentence. He could tell that being able to speak to someone about her problems had helped the doe to regain her indignation.