Funtimes Never Die: F.Freddy x Reader #1

Forty-One: The Truth, Part Two

John quickly grabbed your underarms, hoisting you up against him to keep you from falling to the floor. He panted weakly, scared, and concerned for you as he stared at your arm. The blood made his stomach turn inside him, giving him the urge to puke. He was always uneasy when it came to human blood. He could feel your shirt being soaked, and he quickly looked at his hands. He shuddered. "Oh God," he muttered and slowly tried to back up to the wall like before. He looked to Freddy, who was whimpering words John couldn't make out. He held you tightly, shaking you here and there. "W-Wake up..!"

You huffed weakly, opening your eyes again. You slowly looked around, whimpering and hissing between your gritting teeth. The pain stung from the cold air, and your arm trembled shakily. "Wh-What—"

"H-He bit your damn arm!" John huffed, squinting as he tried to help you regain your thoughts. "He fucking bit you! What the hell were you—"

You whimpered as you shook your head, remembering what had happened. You had forgotten so quickly. "S-stop," you told him quickly, trying to stand. You held his shirt to try and give yourself a chance to get to your feet again. "Don't...don't cuss. It may make him worse. Just...find me something to stop the bleeding." You looked down at your arm, swollen purple and red from the torture it went through. Your body shivered at the sight of it, but you quickly shook it off. "W-Well?"

John whimpered and nodded slowly. He looked around the room, hoping to find something that could wrap around the wound. But, there really wasn't anything. "I-I don't think there's much here..." he muttered softly after giving a good look around with his eyes. "Can you make it out of here—? Maybe we should go—"

You huffed a bit. "No," you muttered under your breath. "I-I'm not going up there."

John snorted as he looked back at you. "You're kidding! You're losing blood and your wound is going to be infected from whatever's down here, not to mention him," he whispered to you, grabbing your shoulder. "We have to go—" he stopped, seeing your stern eyes dart from him to the bear animatronic now approaching them. John gasped under his breath and pulled you with him, backing up as he looked at Freddy. "S-Stay back...!"

Freddy stopped as he whimpered under his metal breath, holding his hands in front of him as he stared at John, then at you. All he saw was fear in the boy's eyes. Yet, he didn't care about that. He looked at your arm, seeing the damage he had done. "I-I..." he closed his eyes. "I-I...I didn't mean to..." he whimpered weakly to you, and his ears lowered. He slowly placed his hand against his face. "I-I...I c-c-couldn't h-h-help...myself!" He looked away and cried softly, his body shaking more as he stumbled. He had a hard time holding himself up.

You stared, feeling your eyes water. You could see him with so much hate, but it was the hate for himself pouring out of that shell. You whimpered weakly as you tried to pull away from John. You held out your hand to your frightened lover. "F-Freddy...it's fine," you muttered shakily, your words trickling with each soft sob. "I-I'm fine...!"

Freddy looked back at you and shook his head. "N-N-No it's n-n-not!" he yelled, his roar echoing in the room, making you and John jump in surprise. He closed his eyes tightly and clenched his fist. "I-I...I hurt you...I-I almost hurt...wh-whoever he is—" he gritted his teeth, grabbing his head and clawing against it with his fingers. "This is what I was so afraid of...! I can't protect you, I can only—"

"F-Freddy, stop!"

Freddy hushed and closed his eyes tightly. He trembled and whimpered softly, "I-I...I'm s-sorry."

You sighed, then shook your head. "We can worry about this later, alright? I'm not—" you hissed again as you quickly grabbed your arm. You looked down, seeing the blood spill and puddle against the floor. You bit your lip and looked to him again, taking deep breaths. "Listen to me, okay? We need to get to the Breaker Room. I have a med-kit in my suitcase. We can use it to stop the bleeding."