Five nights at Freddys 2 *FANFIC*

Chapter 17

Foxys POV

I'm starting to question if I'm gay or not...

I mean I'm probably bisexual, if I liked Freddy and Chica, maybe pansexual...

(Pansexual btw means u like te person based on personality, by gender)

I couldn't sleep knowing Freddy didnt love me.

I never should've pressured him. I've gotta apologize to Freddy.

I got up and peeked out of Pirate Cove. I looked at the stage, but all I saw was Chica.

I looked in the kitchen, assuming he'd be there, but it was empty,

I checked the dinning room, he wasnt there.

I checked the restrooms, not there.

Not in the supply closet.

Not in the hallways.

The only place I haven't looked is the backstage room.

He has to be there.

When I got to the knob I slowly turned it. Only to did that it was locked.

"Freddy?" I called softly.

No answer.

"Freddy??." I called a bit louder.

I heard a slight groan.

Freddys POV

My vision was still blurred, but I was awake.

"Freddy, are you okay?" I heard a worried voice at the door, banging on it with force.

I tried to pull myself up, but failed and fell back to the ground.

"Freddy!" I heard the bangs getting louder.

I must've hit the ground really hard, because my vision was not adjusting.

I used all the strength I had to unlock the door, but I lost it and let myself fall to the ground.

I could still hear, I just couldn't move.

"Freddy! Are you okay?" I couldn't figure out whos voice it was, but I felt two cold hands on my side. I flinched as the cold fingers connected with the side of my body.

"How'd this happen?"

I wanted to answer, but I couldn't collect enough energy to.

"Freddy, can you speak?"

I shook my head. I felt it pick me up bridal style. It carried me somewhere and set me down. At this point I could barely open my eyes.

I wish I knew what happened, because I completely forgot...