Five Nights at Freddy's (reader x animatronics)

Hallucinations

I woke up early. It's 10 AM. Every one is hungover and asleep. I watched them sleep, but through someone else's eyes. Who am I? I tried to look down, but this is someone else controlling me. I walk to the bathroom and turn the shower on. Locking the door. I'm going to take a bath, but I don't even bother to strip myself down. I'm in my bra and underwear. But before I step in, I grab a knife. (TRIGGER WARNING) This isn't me doing this. I step in the warm bathtub. I lay down and soak there for a few minutes until the tub is full. I turn off the water. I look down at my left wrist. I take the small, sharp pocket knife and make 3 horizontal deep cuts in my wrist. Suddenly, I'm in control now. I start crying from the burst of pain that I feel. I look at the blood hitting the water. I stand up and start freaking out. I get out of the now pink tub. I almost slip on the way out of the living room. I keep my right hand on the cuts and kick Freddy in the leg hard. He wakes up and gives me a horrific look. My eyes widen and I shake my head. He kicks the other three just as hard, or maybe even harder. I freak out and I can feel myself getting dizzy. I need to stay awake, I do not need any more damn trips to the hospital. Bonnie runs to the medicine cabin in the kitchen and pulls out the first aid kit. Chica comes out of the restroom with rubbing alcohol and Foxy is holding me still. I'm trying to free myself, but I'm on the ground in the pirates lap, constricted by his arms and legs. Freddy is holding my arm out.

"This is gonna hurt like a bitch ______." He looks at me and countdowns from 3. Chica pours the alcohol on the cuts, making me scream with agony. Bonnie then began to wrap it tightly with an ace bandage. I cry hard but not as hard as the night Mike and my son died. Foxy holds me tighter now. The cuts sting now and I stop crying and whimpering.

"What happened?" Chica said.

"I don't know.. It was like someone was controlling me..." I sniffle and a knock was heard from the front door.

"Police! Open up!" The familiar voice sounded

"Coming!" Bonnie said. Bonnie opened the door to see the young officer from the night Mike died. He looked at me. He was dressed so casually in grey jeans and a black tee shirt.

"______? Are you alright?" He holstered the gun he had pointed to the ground. I nodded.

"Why are you dressed so.. unprofessionally?" I questioned.

"I live in this apartment complex on the first floor at the end of the hall." He walks in. "So. You live here as well?" I nodded and he took a glance at my bleeding, bandaged wrist. He looked back at me and raised his eyebrow.

"Just an accident Mr.." I don't remember his name. I didn't even glance at his features.

"Cawthon. But please, call me Scott."

"Yes, Scott. It was just an accident."

"Alright then. But can I get all of your names?" He looked at the four. They can't say their actual names!

"Fredrick." Freddy said and shook Scotts hand "But most call me Freddy."

"Jessica." Chica said and did the same.

"Everyone calls me bon." Bonnie said.

"Foster." Foxy said trying to sound normal.

"Sorry, don't mind Foster here. His original language isn't English. He tries really hard to fit in." I whisper into Scotts ear. He nods and waves.

"Freddy, Jessica, Bon, Foster. Nice to meet you all. I must be on my way though. Call me anytime ______" he hugged me and left.  I lead them all to my room and sighed, locking the door behind them.

"Thanks for not saying your names." I whispered. They smiled and sat around the room. Everyone looked suspicious. Ashamed of something. I blinked and they were all suddenly staring at me. Black eyes, glowing pupils and blood around their mouths. A pair of hands were set upon my shoulders.

"They don't love you. Blink."  I know thst voice. It was Golden. I blinked and they were all still looking ashamed of something. I backed up against the door. They all looked at me.

"You okay?" Bonnie said with his arms crossed. I nodded and fumbled a bit while opening the door.

"Can you guys go? I think I need to take a nap.." they all nodded and walked out. I walked to Mike's dresser and took out a shirt and a pair of shorts. I changed into them and laid down on the bed. These smell exactly like him. I smiled and slowly began to fall asleep.

"I think she's starting to hallucinate.."

"She did lose a lot of blood..."

"Well hopefully when the lass wakes up, she'll come to her senses again.."

A/N: hola people. How do you like it so far? I'm kind of getting writers block, sorry. Plus finals are starting. Bleh.