Ours~ | Fem fnaf x male reader

Past

Y/n Pov

I walked back into the restaurant looking for Mike. I saw him waiting in my office and I ran up to him.

Y/n:" Time to explain dude."

Mike:" Alright. As you know, I only recently got control of the pizzeria. I got the building relatively cheap from the original owner. She seemed a bit nutty, her name was Wendy. She handed it over pretty quick. Once she left I began exploring the pizzeria until I smelled something awful. I followed the smell to a rather hollow wall. Upon getting past it, I was greeted with tons and tons of dead bodies. A-about your entire offices worth. I called the cops and an investigation went underway.
The bodies were of several missing persons last seen in town, tourist or not. The authorities told me to keep the place under a low profile until they found Wendy. So we cleaned up, and opened up to avoid suspicion. We hired you to make sure Wendy didn't come back. Technically speaking, in the fine print of the contract until Wendy is found, you are working for law enforcement."

I stared at him wide eyed as I processed what he was saying.

Mike:" And no, you can't quit."

At this point I knew I was screwed. I sat there looking at him when I realized something.

Y/n:" Was her name, Wendy Afton?"

Mike:" Yes, what about it?"

I realized that I knew who he was talking about.

TIMESKIP TEN YEARS AGO

I was 8 when I met her, Jane Afton, my best friend. We ran around in her backyard and played all day long. Soon however, she got sick. The doctors couldn't tell what it was and soon she died. I would visit her mother to see if she was alright. I was at the age where I was starting to learn many things, one of those things was miss Afton's descent into madness. Everyday I heard her say incomprehensible words which now I assume was demonic. She became more and more distant the closer I got. Then one day, I came to the house but couldn't find her. I walked into her room to see a shocking sight. On the wall, in blood was a satanic ritual circle. I began hearing footsteps my way and I jumped out of her window, hanging on to the outside. I saw her walk in saying more demonic words, she cut herself and splattered it against the wall. Then she turned... and looked right at me. I dropped from the window and ran away from her house. A couple days later I bought an apartment, which I still live in, and hadn't seen her since. That was 2 years ago.