Chapter 16

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It's way too much.

We brought everyone to the dining room place to hang out and play cards and just have fun, but Goldie and Freddy started fighting and Bonnie ended up trying to avoid everyone, not saying a single word to any of us except Chica, to whom was trying to get him to talk to us and got upset that he wasn't. Everyone is yelling and things are being thrown. Goldie has a bloody nose and Freddy has a bruised fist, while Chica is in tears while Bonnie ignores her desperate pleas to get him to talk, and Foxy is running between them all, just trying to get everyone to calm down.

I'm shaking.

I don't want all their attention to be on me, but I don't want this either. I need to just calm down. I need to get away from all of this.

I sneak out of the dining room and walk back to the office as fast as I can, then quickly slam the doors on either side shut. Yeah, the battery will run out, but maybe I'll be calm by then. Or maybe those dense animatronics will finally leave me alone. Falling into the office chair, I let out a sigh. I hate working. I want to go home and hide in my room. But sadly, I can't, because I need the money.

I hold my head in my hands and massage my temples, trying to calm down. The newfound quiet is definitely helping, but I still feel like I'm on the brink of tears, like any second I'll shatter like a glass vase being hit with a hammer, and all the water inside of me will spill everywhere. My life seems so crazy right now, like I'm balancing everything on a plate that's about to topple over. It's too stressful.

I want to end it all.

But ending it all terrifies me.

I bring my knees to my chest and take deep breaths, slowly coming closer and closer to being calm, the minutes ticking by on the clock keeping a repetitive rhythm for me to follow and focus on.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

Tick—

The ticking is interrupted by a knock.

"(Y/n)?" A British voice asks. Ugh, Freddy.

"Go away, please." I say in a forced happy and song-song voice.

"No, I won't." He chimes.

Suddenly, another voice echoes from the hallway.

"Foxy, leave. She only needs one of us right now." Freddy commands.

"No, Freddy, you don't—!"

"I said leave, mutt! You'll only make things worse, like you always do!" Freddy growls. Foxy whimpers.

A newfound rage bubbles up inside of me.

How. Dare. He.

I force out an unamused laugh to get their attention. "Foxy has done more for me than you have, Freddy. He's the only one that hasn't hurt me out of all the boys. Maybe you could learn a few things from him!" I chide, furious.

It's silent.

I start to regret saying anything. I should have kept quiet. Freddy's going to kill me now.

Well, that actually doesn't sound too bad.

But what if he gets upset with Foxy and tries to hurt him? All because of me... oh no. I feel like I'm going to vomit. I don't want Foxy hurt, especially on my behalf, and now I just ensured that that will come true. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault.

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