ｆｏｓｔｅｒ(sequel to ｆｏｎｎｉｅ）{Completed}

Five

"Fredrick isn't here." Ennard said as he climbed into the car after shaking CheeChee off him because of a goal. "He fainted this morning."

Foxy turned his head. "Fainted?"

"Yeah. Lexi took him. Don't know where because if she took him home then she would've came back to school. But she'll be over tonight anyway." Ennard stared out the window as Foxy started to pull away. They rode in silence most of the ride up until they just about pulled into the driveway. Lexi and Fredrick sat in easy silence on the front porch. Fredrick waved when he caught sight of them.

Foxy pulled the car to a stop and walked over to Fredrick. "Ennard told me you fainted in sch-"

"He's fine Mr Foxy. It was just a PTSD side affect." Lexi stood quickly. ((it keeps changing Lexi to Levi Dammit. I don't even type Levi often.))

"Are you, sure?" Foxy asked almost timidly. "Because both me and Bons-"

Once again Lexi cut him off. "Mr Foxy, not everyone suffers the same way."

"Oh." Foxy sighed. "Where's Bonnie?" 

"At the store with Mr Walker." Fredrick replied.

~•~•~•~

"I'll bring him home around nine." Shadow waved to Bonnie as he climbed into his car.

They ended up going to this semi fancy restaurant. Five minutes into the dinner Fredrick had already spilled his drink, accidentally broke a plate and hit Shade by accident. But they did get through.

When they got back though, Fredrick shoved everyone out of the way and raced up to his bedroom before locking the door. He entered the adjoined bathroom and glared at himself in the mirror before picking up the small pocketknife he had hidden in behind it and pulling up his sleeves.

Past cuts, every one of them making a different word, seemed to glow in the harsh florescent lights. Things like "worthless" and "selfish" glowered up at him.

Taking the knife to his skin, he didn't even wince as a new words joined the ranks.

Fuck up.

~•~•~•~

Fredrick sat at his desk and sighed. He glanced at the clock, three am. I fucked up. He laid his head down even though he knew he couldn't sleep.

Tear after tear fell onto the desk as he closed his eyes. He couldn't take it. He didn't want to move again. He raised his head, reached for his phone and placed the earbuds in his ears. Who the hell would want a kid who makes a fool out of himself in public? He scrolled through the songs in his playlist, all four hundred of them, until he settled on Breathe by Anna Nelick. Unconsciously he sang along as he got lost in thought.

((Start le music also the italics between lyrics are Fredrick's thoughts))

Two AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
Can you help me unravel my latest mistake,
I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize, hypocrites,
You're all here for the very same reason

Why the hell do i always fuck up?

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button girl,
So cradle your head in you hands
And breathe, just breathe,
Whoa breathe, just breathe