Toy Bonnie x reader

Chapter 9: courage

You woke up and looked around. You were in a living room. You stood up and went to the table. There was a note from Toy Bonnie saying that he was going out of town. What could he be going out of town for? You wondered. You looked up and saw a coffee maker. It looked like Toy Bonnie had made some already. Huh. You got a cup and poured yourself a cup. "Good morning, (Y/N)!" Said Toy Freddy. You jumped, his voice so sudden in the silence. "Scared you, did I?" Toy Freddy said, looking at the note. "That's weird. Toy Bonnie never leaves unless he's told to. Something's up with him. He's never like he has been lately. He's been acting like this ever since you came along. Not to seem rude or anything." He said, making himself some coffee. You stood there shocked. You got your phone and checked the time. You noticed a GPS was showing the directions to your house. "I have to go home real quick." You say, getting serious. "Ok, good luck!" Toy Freddy said, pouring his coffee. You leave and get in your car. You drive home and find a blue mustang in the driveway. Your boyfriend had a black car. You exit the car, and find your door wide open with your keys in it. Yup. Toy Bonnie was here all right. You thought as you walked in. You heard loud noises and shouting coming from your room. You walked upstairs to a closed bedroom door. You open the door and see Toy Bonnie and your boyfriend. Toy Bonnie was covered in cuts and your boyfriend had a knife in his hand. "JOHN! TOY BONNIE! WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" You shouted, scaring both of them in the process. They both started talking both at once. "One at a time. John, you go first." You say, taking a deep breath. "I was trying to call you, and I heard the door open. I shouted who was it, but no one answered. So I go downstairs, and see him. I ask him where you are. He doesn't say anything, so I start to get closer and try to get him out the door, but he punched me. He then came upstairs, and I get up and go to the kitchen, and grab a knife. I then go upstairs and catch him putting stuff in your suitcase, so I got him against the wall and told him to tell me where you were. He didn't say anything, so I tried to get him to talk. He dodged, so kept trying to get him and he ended up like that."  He explained, trying to hug you. You backed away from him and said, "you tried STABBING HIM!? John, this is why I got the job. So I didn't have to be around YOU when you were drunk. I hate you! Don't you see it? I didn't come back for a reason. Now, I don't need to hear Toy Bonnie's side of the story because I know what he was trying to do. He's trying to get me to stay safe! Now, let us be and shut up." You hugged Toy Bonnie's arm, happy he wasn't dead. "You're cheating on me!? (Y/N), how could you do this? You know what, if I can't have you, no one can." He started toward Toy Bonnie, but you blocked him, and took a cut in your bad arm. John noticed your arm. "And he's hurting you? (Y/N), you don't belong together with him. He's hurting you. Just stay with me and you'll be fine." You grew angry at him, and stood for both you and Toy Bonnie. "John, you make me sick. I got the night job because I can't stand you. And unlike you, Toy Bonnie actually cares about me. He may be robot, but he has feelings too. I'm sorry, but I never loved you. I love a caring person and someone who takes care of me. Toy Bonnie is that person, John. He came here to pack my stuff and then bring it back to the pizzeria. I live there now. I have Toy Bonnie's blood in me. I'm meant for him. Goodbye John, I won't miss you." "Is all of that true (Y/N)?" Toy Bonnie asked, pulling you closer with his other arm and leaning in to kiss you. You kissed him, not caring about John seeing. You pull apart, and finish your suitcase. You leave and Toy Bonnie followed you back to the pizzeria, your new home. You get out of your car and see Toy Bonnie sitting in his. You walk over, and sit in the passenger side. "What's wrong, honey?" You say, shutting the door. "I'm scared, babe. I'm actually scared." He said. He was white. All white. He was trembling, very visibly. You leaned into him, and that seemed to calm him down. "I just...... am worried what the others will think. I lost my money, my identity cover, everything I need. I just don't want you to be scared. I want you to be happy." He said not taking his eyes off the pizzeria. "I'll take blame with you. It's my fault I was dating him, and my fault I acted like I did a few nights ago." You say, rubbing his arm carefully. "Ok, let's go." He said getting out. You got out and helped him with your stuff. You both went in, bracing for the worst.