~Ah, It's Me~ SallyFace x Reader, Oneshots (Discontinued)

Huh, 5

Today is the last day, and lets say....you aren't looking to hot. By staying up, you've grown small bags under your (e/c) eyes. Sal has caught onto this, he is worried. So, he has made you sleep with him every night. That hasn't stopped you though, you've slipped out of his arms multiple times without him noticing.

Currently, your working on your art while Sal is in the shower. You look up at the clock, 2 minutes left. You sigh, I should probably hide it in advance. You put your sketch book and colored pencils away. You stand and change into the only piece of formal clothing you brought, a black and white lacey dress. You look down at it, nothing can go wrong today. I've made sure of it. The sound of boots snaps you out of thought.

You peek out your curtains, spotting Sal and two officers. You whimper and start to comb your hair. You shove your brush into your bag and look around. Shoes!! You look down at your bare feet and jump. You fall down onto the floor and start digging through your bag. You yank out a small pair of black boots. You put on a pair of socks, your heart pounding. The cell door open. It then closes. You put the other boot on and stand, yanking back the curtain. Sal turns to you, frozen in his place. ".....hi kid..." He says. You look at his knotted, dripping, messy hair. You sigh and grab your brush. "every time" you mumble. "what?" He asks

You walk over and start combing his hair. "Your like a child! You can't take care of yourself!" You complain. He chuckles, sitting down. "sorry mom" he teases. You huff and continue combing out the knots.

Time skip, brought to you by Sal being 3 feet taller than his "mom"

Your sitting at the lunch table, eating your food slowly. You turn to Sal. "is it good?" You ask. He turns to you. "...what is up with you today? First the dress, then my hair, and now my food. (y/n), is something wrong?" He asks, putting a hand on your shoulder. "no no no! I just...." You trail off and stare at your food. "(y/n), its ok.." He mumbles, pulling you into a side hug. You nod and continue to eat your food.

Sals POV (and a time skip)

I'm sitting in the courtroom. The judge talking to some officers. I look over at (y/n), whom is sitting next to Ms. Lopa. I smile at her, she is holding her back close to her chest. "now, we will talk to the visitor" the judge says. (y/n) stands and walks over to the seat next to, and below, the judge. She sits. A man walks in front of her. "(y/n) (l/n), age 11, what do you have to say about your visit with Mr. Fisher?" He asks

She inhales, "I have concluded, Mr. Fisher is innocent" she says. The jury starts to whisper among each other and I wait in anticipation. "Where is your proof?" The man asks. She pulls out a small box and a big one. "right here" she says. She opens the smaller box and takes out a...recorder? She stands up. She presses the play button.

( this is (y/n) , this is sal )

"can't sleep?"

"did a nightmare wake you up or something"

"well...you gonna talk?"

"what's wrong kid?"

"c-could y-y-you...tell m-me about your childhood?"

"well....lets see.....when I was around..I would say 14. I moved to an apartment building with my dad. There, I met Larry, Ash, Todd, Chug, and a bunch of other people. But Larry, ash, and I had our own friend group. We would do everything together. We soon got older, Larry died, Todd got possessed.....and....something happened......i got mad....and my head.....was making me do things I didn't wanna do......thats when I killed them, killed them all. And they threw me in prison....but after a month. A little girl was sent in, her name is (y/n). She is the sweetest girl to live, she likes me a lot...i think. She is right now...my best friend, and my only friend."

"now, you wanna tell me about your childhood?"

"w-when I was really young, I had my mother and father. We lived in a nice neighborhood. My mother would go on business trips a lot, so I spent most of my years with my dad. One day, before she left for another trip. She gave me Lilly. But after she left, she wasn't found. H-her coworkers said she never showed up...my father grew sad.....I t-tried to cheer him up. But he would always send me into the backyard for the night. M-Maybe a month after my mama disappeared, my dad took a gun and pointed it at me...saying I looked to much like her. My dad was sad, his mind was making him crazy. I know he didn't want to do it. But he was forced to, my neighbors saw and called the cops. He was arrested and I was put into an o-orphanage...."

"someone as sweet as you, should have never had to go through that."

"c....can you take off your mask?"

"..ok.."

"I know...not you were expecting"

"better"

"your the best thing to ever happen to me"

"I don't want this week to end"

"me neither"

The recording stops and tears run down my cheeks, dripping out of my mask. "And if that's not enough proof. I have photos. Photos of us. Photos of our drawings, photos of his hair in different styles, photos of us in the courtyard, photos of him hugging me...." She says, a small tear rolling down her cheek.

The jury stares at the judge, he is starring at (y/n). They start writing down on paper, a man comes over and holds out two boxes. They all slip papers into one. He hands the boxes to the judge. The judge opens it and stares at them. He picks up the gavel. He slams it down, "Sal Fisher, is innocent." He says. The jury cheers and (y/n) shoots up. She runs over and jumps into my arms. I hug her tightly as we both start crying in each others arms.

Le days later

Your starring out your window, holding Lilly to your chest. You haven't left your room since you've came "home". Ms. Lopa took you away from sal. That's all you could think about. There's a knock at your door. "(Y/n) pack your things, your leaving" you hear ms. Lopa whisper. You growl, starting to slam your things in a bag. You come upon your camera. You stare at it and sit down.

You start to look through the pictures, tears welting up in your eyes. Many of them were of you and Sal. You sniffle and wipe your tears, be strong, be strong, be strong. You put the camera into your bag and close it. You stand and pick it up. You look at your room, some how...you were gonna miss it a little. You walk out, closing your door.

You walk down the stairs, your head hanging low. Ms. Lopa hands you a paper. "sign this dear" she says. You nod and she hands you a pen, you sign at the bottom, not bothering to read the paper. "Congratulations (Y/n), your now a Fisher!" She says, taking the paper and pen back. Your head snaps up. You stare at her and she mentions towards a figure standing next to her.

You look over, Sal is standing there. You drop your back, it lands with a loud thud. You start to sob, running over to him. He drops to his knees and hugs you close to his chest. You cling to him, your arms shaking. He rubs your back, whispering calm words to you.

He stands, picking up your bag. He hold out his hand. You place your hand into his and you start walking with him. You look up at him, "how much d-did I cost?" You ask. He continues to look forward, "Nothing, Lopa gave me to you...and a couple thousand dollars" he says causally. You freeze and look behind you. Ms. Lopa is standing there, waving. You tear up, you wave back. Sal looks back, "What are you waving to?" He asks. You look at Ms. Lopa, whom is now gone. You sigh and shake your head.

On your way to the apartment Sal had bought, you spotted a paper. The paper had a picture of a little girl, brown hair, purple eyes, and a birthmark right below her left eye. It read, "Sally Lopa, Age 6, Missing". Your heart drops, that...looks like an exact replica of Ms. Lopa. You think about all of the times you've see her. She always seemed so happy, even though she has lost her daughter. You tear up and look forward. You feel eyes burning into the back of your head, making you quickly turn back. You see Ms. Lopa, holding the little girl. You blink, and they're gone. All you could think was

Huh,

Yeah, not the ending you thought.

-Gin