FNAF Boyfriend/Girlfriend Scenarios

Springtrap: How you met

[Warning this chapter's backstory is a extremely depressing and sad since it brings up topics like abuse so make sure not to read this if you are feeling down or are rather sensitive to the subject, and a part of the story is rather scary so make sure to only read if your at least 10 years old (or older)]

Y/N's pov:

 Contently you finally fished your homework leaving you about an hour to just text your friends an hour before bed. Though you couldnt help, but love the fact that your abusive dad was still at work giving you some time where you weren't contantly in terror of loosing your own life. Casualy you texted you bf/n (best friend's name) replying a kind greeting. For what seemed like hours she you saw the three dots indicating that they were working on texting you something, but almost as if she was extreemly hesitant and kept rechanging her text, making you grow rather weary and suspicious, but she shrugging it off you decided not to worry about it. After a good 45 minutes you heard your phone vibrate indicating that bf/n finally texted you back.

 Hesitantly your self you kept contemplating if you should pick up the phone at all, but finally decided that something tells you that readinging the text was very urgent as your stomach curled in Intence aprehension and despair. Slowly you unlocked your phone and read the text, 'Y/N I'm so sorry, I'm such a horrible friend... I dont know how to tell you this and I'm sincerely sorry if I hurt you for that's the last thing I'd ever want to do. Your dad must've been visiting the Wendys I was working at, somehow without me even noticing. I was trying to talk to another s/g (person with the same gender as yoy) who liked liked you, so they ask me if you possibly like them back, and I answer yes because you were bi. But Suddenly I saw your dad angrily slam the door shot before he left, and he seemed really angry. I'm truly truly sorry for letting your secret out, could you possibly forgive me?"

 In pure horror from the realization, you unpurpously dropped your phone is shock causing the phone's impact to the wodden floors in your room leaving a loud cracking sound echoing in your room. Not caring you found yourself frantically walking back while contmplaring wgat to do. Your father had abised you for years and even killed your sister all after your mother died, but the problem is that your dad is also extremely homophobic and ever since you found out you were bi you decided not to tell him for your own safety.

The startling sound of the loud echo from the door throughout being closed shut in annoyance and rage, cuasing the sound to echo across the halls all the way to your room. You knew that sound far to well, causing you to get a sudden set of shivers down your spine in pure horror. Your heart-beat increased faster than ever before and desperate to escape from the situation your mind was desperately trying to find any possible escape somehow from the scary reacuring events. 

 Without another thought you blocked your door with everything in your room as a temporary baracade to give you at least a bit more time to escape and not getting captured in the process. Your eyes looked famtically around at your soroundings as you heard you fathers rage filled scream yell out your name, and knowing from experience that he was beyond his normal amount of angry. You knew your room was all the way from the opposite hallway on the second floor so it would give you at least a bit more time to escape, but something told you that if you didn't escape you might not live through the horrible events this time since last time he was half this mad you were so badly hurt he broke multiple of your bones bones and give you a black eye knocking you out of your misery...

 Quick as a flash your eyes locked with the sight of your slightly craked window, from your last attempt at an desperate escape, but once again reaching a new level of pure terror you grabbed your small room lamp as you tired to crack open your window. Rushing towards the window with a new strength you tried repeated throwing the lamp at the window, but after multiple attempts to no avail the window just wouldnt break. You heard the loud angry foot step climbing the stares and walking towards your room, but you kept trying to break the window with all your might. Finally a new crack formed in the window and begun to slowly connect to the other cracks making the window even closer to shattering.