|Broken| A Foxy x mangle high school Fanfic

Unfixable

I open the door to my house and step inside fearfully.

And, as I figured, my parents are there.

I get a body check from father and fall to the floor. "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF GARBAGE?!?!?!?!?!" He screams.

I try to speak, but I'm too shocked to.

I get up shakily and grab my arm.

"He said; where did you go have sex?!" Mother yells at me and slaps me across the face. She turns up her nose and turns angrily. "You are such a failure,"

"Th-the Goatons'" I  manage to get out.

Mother and father gasp. "LIAR!"

"Mother, father, please!" I beg. "I'm sorry, but I was there cleaning,"

"You are the biggest liar ever!" Mother slaps me again and I fall, too weak to stand up.

"The Goatons weren't here today, so where have you been?!?!?!" Father shrieks and kicks me.

I manage to sit up, but fall back down. Tears form in my eyes and streak down my face.

Mother grabs my neck and stands me up. She's about to hit me again until she spots the necklace Foxy gave me.

"Oh? What is this?" She grabs the necklace and tugs it, snapping the string.

I look up at her and mouth the words no.

She examines it, then looks at me. "What psycho gave you this?"

He's not a psycho.

"Foxy...." I whisper under my breath.

Mother throws it on the ground. "You don't deserve this, even if it's as horrible as you,"

"No," I mutter.

"SAY GOODBYE, NECKLACE!!" Father screams and stomps on it.

"NO!" I scream as tears form in my eye.

Father stomps on it again and again.

"NO! NO, PLEASE! NOOO!" I scream sob as I fall to my knees.

He stomps on it once more and they leave.

I crawl over to the shattered necklace and hold the tiny wooden shards in my bloody and bruised hands.

"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!" I scream and run to my room, sobbing.

I shut the door behind me and sob on my bed.

Foxy.......

I stand up and open my drawer.

I see the glint of a knife at the bottom of the empty drawer.

I take the knife.

I smile

I cry and smile.

How?

How can I live like this?

I've won, I've lost.

The sharpness, it's strong enough.

I press the knife to the sensitive skin of my wrist.

My wrists, they burn.

It's pleasure

Pain
Pleasure

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