Golden Hearts

Chapter Fourteen: Bandages and Tears

Bonnie quickly made his way to the office, setting (Y/n) on the desk he began tending to her nose. He had wet a rag, and gently began cleaning the blood. "I'm sorry if I hurt you." Bonnie whispered as he continued cleaning. (Y/n) didn't speak, she felt a huge lump in her throat. It was all so much to take in and it was crazy how much your life could change throughout the course of one day. Bonnie finished cleaning her nose up, as a small girl came running in.

"Out of the way bunny boy!" Chica said, as she quickly ran up to (Y/n). "Oh my poor friend." She frowned, examining it, "Definitely broken." She confirmed as she looked over to Freddy who was walking in. Upon hearing this, he stepped up. Examining it for himself he nodded.

"Listen, I'm going to have to put it back into place. It's going to hurt." Freddy warned, (Y/n) looked up at him as fresh tears spilled over. Her brain had caught up with all the events. Freddy frowned, and soothingly rubbed her arm. "Hey, it'll be okay. My brother is taking care of that monster." As if on cue, a pained blood curling scream echoes throughout the pizzeria. (Y/n) covered her ears. Part of her knew that Marcus deserved it, but the other part wanted to stop them. They were so casually ending a human life, her thoughts flashed to her first night. That's right, they had more than likely ended many lives. More screams broke her train of thought, and she began to sob. Freddy acted quickly and began to sing softly, but loud enough to cover most of the screams. An eternity seemed to pass before she felt a someone's hand caress her cheek.

Her head snapped up, and there stood Goldie. His usual suit jacket was gone, as were his gloves. He thought it best that she not see the blood covered articles of clothing. (Y/n) hesitantly glanced up into his eyes, they were back to their normal blue. A whimper escaped her lips and she practically flung herself into his arms. Goldie held her firmly against him, "Hey, it's okay..." He whispered softly, kissing the top of her head, "I'm sorry you had to see me that way." He however, did not feel sorry for ending that man's miserable life. He had begged and screamed, and Goldie enjoyed every moment of it. Foxy had enjoyed it a great deal too. He didn't even mind cleaning up the mess.

"Chica. Bonnie. Go help Foxy clean up the mess." Freddy ordered, ushering them out of the room. He stepped out as well to give the two a moment. Goldie was thankful, he examined (Y/n), and her nose. It was the only injury she seemed to have aside from the forming bruise on her neck.

"Are you okay? How badly do you hurt?" Goldie asked, his voice laced with concern.

"I'm fine except my nose.." She whispered, finally speaking, "Is he...?" She trailed off, and Goldie remembered that not all humans were accustomed to death, yet alone brutal murder. He rubbed the back of his neck. How could he forget she was romantically involved with this man?

"(Y/n), I'm sorry..I know you loved him." Goldie began, (Y/n) blinked. This seemed oddly familiar. And she laughed softly and shook her head.
"No Goldie, don't apologize. And I used to love him." She corrected, "If I'm honest with myself, I have not loved him for a long time. I was in love with a memory of how he used to be." She answered truthfully. Goldie smiled at this, but before he could speak a throat clearing interrupted him.

"I'm sorry to interrupt. However, we do have to set that nose right." Freddy pointed out. Goldie gulped and nodded, he knew this was going to hurt the girl. Stepping aside he let Freddy get in front of her. (Y/n) looked at Goldie, then back to Freddy. "This is going to hurt, be prepared." Freddy said softly and (Y/n) closed her eyes. Gently taking her nose in his hand, he quickly moved the nose back into the correct place. A loud crack went through the room and she cried out in pain. Goldie felt himself nearly cry out in pain too, as if her being hurt had hurt him. Her nose began pouring blood, and Goldie quickly grabbed the rag. He tilted her head up and held the rag to her nose till the bleeding stopped. Once it did, he cleaned her up. The bruise on her face was dark now and guilt flooded him. He wished he would have gotten there in time, but nobody expected Marcus to attack her so quickly.

After a bit she spoke, "Where is he?"

"Uh, you don't want to see it. I assure you." Goldie answered quickly, and she studied him. It must have been bad. She nodded in agreement and Goldie sighed.

"You should go home early. We have to inform the owner of this, and honestly you don't need to be here for it, okay?" He kissed her nose very gently, and then pecked her lips. He led her to her car and helped her get in. Then he turned and quickly entered the pizzeria. (Y/n) looked to her left, Marcus' car was there, gulping she turned on her car and left as quickly as she could.