Intern {Five Nights at Freddy's Fanfiction}

16) Why don't you...

"Why don't you just leave me alone?" I sobbed, wiping my eyes. Mike just looked on in pity as I hiccuped and sobbed. Zamora looked unchanged but seemed to understand my words. I gripped my car keys in my hands before taking off toward it. Zamora shouted in outrage behind me but I continued to run.

I jumped in the car and slammed the door shut as Zamora ran to the side of the car. She continued to yell at me and pound on the door as I pressed the lock. Mike was behind her...just watching as a bystander. With one shot I jammed the key into the ignition, turned it, and backed out of the parking space.

Both of them watched in awe as I sped away, unsure of where I was to go.

* * * *

 "Eleanor? Oh my, sweetheart. What happened, dear?" an older voice called from the screen door as the click of unlocks filled my ears.

"I've been through a lot lately. I was wondering if I could stay here for a couple days." I whimpered with shame. The door opened to reveal an older, heavier set, woman in her mid 50s with graying blonde hair and interested blue eyes. I knew her as Granny when I was younger, but her real name was Mrs. K.

"Of course sweetheart! You're always welcome here. Come in, come in." She beckoned, opening the door in invitation. I entered the house and collapsed into a sobbing mess at her feet. I was so grateful for her understanding that I couldn't think of anything else to do.

"Eleanor, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" She asked, pulling me to my feet. I looked her in the eyes before a familiar masculine voice made my heart skip a beat. "Mom, what's with all the noise?"

"Jeremy!" I shouted, jumping to my feet and whirling around. He stood in the doorway to the main hall of the house, wearing an old t-shirt and some knee length shorts. His unruly brown locks were still as messy as I had always remembered them as well as his tired green eyes. Today he had a bit of stubble growing in, making him look older and mature.

"Eleanor?" he asked, dumbfounded. I practically jumped into his arms where he gripped and held me tight. "Yeah...it's me." I hiccuped, wrapping my arms around his neck. I hadn't expected to see him but I was glad I did.

"God. it's been so long. I've missed you so much." he mumbled, holding me tighter than before. I nodded and buried my face into his neck. He smelt like security, fabric softener, and Jeremy. With that I began to cry again, not as hard as earlier, but they were still tears of gratefulness. As far as I was concerned...I was home.

* * * *

"Oh..." Jeremy said as I took a sip of tea Mrs. K. had made for me. Thankfully, my story was finished and both of them knew all of the events of the last few days (the animatronics omitted of course). Jeremy seemed more concerned than his mother but I knew it was going to be alright as long as I stayed with them.

"It's almost 12 in the afternoon. You need to get some rest if you're gonna go back to work." Mrs. K. said, grabbing my tea and placing it on the coffee table. Jeremy didn't say anything but seemed to agree.

"A shower too."  he added, crinkling his nose at the sight of my bloody shirt. "If you want, you can use my room. I've gotta be at work in an hour and I won't be home until late. By then you'll be gone, and I'll be able to get some sleep." he offered, looking towards his mother. She didn't seem to have a problem with it, so it was determined. I was to stay in Jeremy's room.

"Hey...um...let's get you settled in then." He said, getting up off the couch.

"I'll be off to work in 15 minutes. Try to get as much sleep as possible dear." Mrs. K. said as she picked up my cup and headed towards the kitchen. I followed Jeremy down the hall and into a medium sized room I remembered to be his. Although, last time I had been there two beds had been crammed into it.

"Uh...yeah, about that. Jake lives next door to you now so we didn't have to room together." Jeremy stammered, rubbing the back of his neck in nervousness. I chuckled at his bumbling attitude, but hey...that's Jeremy for you.

"Not much has changed...I figured it wouldn't." I mumbled, letting my eyes slowly examine the room. Everything was exactly how I remembered it. So much so...it was kinda depressing. Once again...that's Jeremy for you. Ever since we had been little kids he'd always had a thing about organization...it was a little creepy. 

"What's that? I haven't seen it before." I said, walking up to a cork board with many pins and pictures stuck to it. Some were older than others, some were torn, and some were shiny like film. Jeremy seemed a little bashful about it but I could tell he wouldn't take it down for the world.

"Uh...w-well...heh." he stammered. "Mom gave it to me a few years ago. I...didn't want to put it up but...I felt like I had to."

"Oh hey! I remember this one." I giggled, leaning up closer to it. "It was when me, you, Jake, Asher, Zammie, and Bucky went to the beach. Look at us. It's like we're... a family."

"I guess you could say that..." he grumbled, looking at one of Bucky, Jake, and finally himself. I understood what it was like to be the middle child...and to be forgotten most of the time. I also knew the pain of having an older half-sibling that acted like they owned the world.

"I know how you feel, Jere. It's hard having snakes for siblings." I snickered in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"Yeah." he mumbled, looking at the picture in disdain. I sighed and leaned up against him before glancing back up at the still-life snapshot collage. Some were of birthdays passed, others of early Christmas mornings, and some...at a place I recognized all too well.

"Wh-where did we take this picture?" I stammered, shock washing over me. Jeremy looked over the picture and shrugged. I could tell he didn't care.

"Where did we take this picture?" I asked more insistently, gripping his arm in my fingers. That really seemed to catch him off guard.

"Uh...I don't remember! We probably took it at some old family restaurant or something. Uh...Freddy Fazbear's Pizza...I think." he muttered, pulling away from me. I swallowed and sat down on his bed with a squeak of the springs.

"Uh...you must be hallucinating now. I'm gonna go get you some clothes to change into." he muttered, leaving the room with a worried expression. I wasn't concerned about Jeremy...I was uneasy about my future.

Without hesitation I ripped that specific picture off of the board and took a good look at it. Jeremy and I were standing together, giggling and having fun. Jake and Zamora on he other hand were pouting with party hats and looks of moral disgust. In Mrs. K.'s arms sat two babies...one of my little brother Asher...and one of Jeremy's little brother Bucky. Behind us all sat a stage with the fluffy animatronics I had once remembered. All were paying attention to the little kids...except for Bonnie.

I swallowed and jumped at the sound of Jeremy returning. Quickly, I shoved the picture into my pocket and looked up to an expectant Jere. He handed me a small bundle of clothes that stirred up old memories of better times.

"Wait...are these the pjs I used the last time I stayed here?" I asked, giving him a raised eyebrow. He flushed slightly and nodded in acknowledgement before rubbing his neck. I chuckled and hugged him before pulling away.

"I can't believe you saved these. I thought...I thought you hated me for leaving."

"How could I do that? You're my best friend...and the only person who doesn't get annoyed as shit by me."

"Thanks for ruining the mood Jere. I'd better go get cleaned up before I make your bed a war zone, Oh and...thanks again. I really missed you."

"Me too El. Me too."

A/N:

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Enough of the sappiness. I want to see bloodshed! Don't worry...it's coming alright. Just stick out my fillers and you'll make it. Comment and vote for more!

-Gberryb