Bryan's Father. . .

The Truth Of Them. . .

Bryan's POV~

I silently sit down silently while Ballora started to bandage my arms, "Bryan. . . How long have they been doing this?", I closed my eyes, ". . . Ever since. . . I was. . . Born I guess. . .", Ballora looked at me, "I'm so sorry to hear that. . . It must have been heard. . .", I nod, "Yeah. . . It got worse when my father found out I was gay. . .", Baby placed a hand on my shoulder, "It's all going to be OK, Bryan. . .! We'll help you through this, I won't let you go through the same thing Michael had to. . .", I smiled a pity smile, "Trust me Baby. . . It turned out I wasn't alone. . .

Everyone in my friend group has their demons. . . Although one of them. . . They used someone's demons as a weapon to minipulation. . . I only found out last week. . . A-And. . . I honestly don't know what they'll do to us. . ."

R. Freddy, Ballora and Baby all looked at me with fear. . . I sigh," I hope you understand that I, and my friends, hadn't had the best childhood. . . But. . . ", I look at Ballora," When I heard Michael was also abused. . . I didn't want to look at Springtrap. . . When I did. . . My father just kept replacing him, and-and I kept freaking out. . . ". . .

Springtrap was back. . . I heard him call my name," Bryan!", I turned to look at him. . . I suddenly stopped. . . I saw him. . . But. . . He sounded like Springtrap. . . I felt my blood go cold as he approached me," What's the matter Bryan? You like you saw a ghost.", I felt like I couldn't move, "Earth to Bryan?!?!?!??!", he shook me and Springtrap returned, "H-Huh?!?", Helpy and Lefty came running in, "What happened?!? Did he hurt you?!", Springtrap looked at me as he kept a hold of my shoulders, "Bryan???", I sigh and got out of his grip, "I. . . I-I'm fine!", I close my eyes to try and relax my mind. . .

Freddy's POV~

We took Bryan to bed. . . Baby picked up a pillow, and screamed into it, "I'M GONNA KILL HIS FATHER....!!!!!", I barely heard that as she screamed into the pillow. . . I sat down in defeat as she continued to yell into her pillow, I knew I wasn't going to let this go easily. . . In fact. . .

It's time I do a bit more digging. . .