The Girl Behind The Clown

Easier with you

I sprinted straight to my brothers room. I didn't care of those monsters were still out there, I didn't care if I got my face bitten off, I just wanted to make sure my little brother was ok. I saw that my brothers door was shut, and I was scared for my life. I tried to open it but it stayed shut. I banged on the door only to get whimpering from the other side of the door in response. Chris' other door must be open....  I sprinted to the other door, and accidentally ran into Micheal by accident.

"Elizabeth what the hell are you—"

"Shut up jerk!" I said as I pushed passed him.
I saw the other side of Chris' room through the door. I could see him coming from the closet trying to shut the door but I slammed it open and gave him a death hug.
"E-Elizabeth? What are y-you doing?" He said, tears rolling down his face. I instantly got tears of my own.

"I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE OKAY!!!" I cried.
Mommy and Daddy came in Chris' room, as I was hugging him crying.
"Elizabeth what's wrong?" Mommy asked. I realized I couldn't tell them about what happened... so...I told them the next best thing, that let Chris know that I believed him...

"I-I...erm....had a nightmare.... a-about....
u-um..." frick I don't have nightmares about animatronics...

"Hallways."

My dad looked at me strange, and my mom looked just confused. Micheal was judging me. But Chris looked at me with wide eyes. I slightly pinched him, signalling him to keep quiet.
"Owch" he muttered.

"You idiot you watched the shining again didn't you?" Micheal asked. Bingo

"Yes! Yes I watched it, and the creepy little girls in the hallways, and the blood, and it was really scary!" I said. Chris glanced at me as if saying "what the frick you actually watched that?!?" I'm not surprised, I like horror, Micheal likes Soap Operas, Mom likes documentaries, and Chris used to like Fredbear and friends but now he just watches other cartoons. Oh well, at least we can watch anime together.

"I think, I'm going to spend some... quality time... with my little brother..." I said, eyeing Chris. He didn't know what I meant so I grabbed his arm and pulled him to the backyard.

After I told him what happened last night, he just nodded and stared off into space.

"So while I was fighting for my life... that happened..." he said.
"Yeah..." I replied.

We were sitting on the swings together.

"So what now..." he asked.

"I can help you fend them off! I'll sneak into your room at 11:10, so that way you can explain it to me!" I said.

"Um—you d-don't have to do that!" He insisted.

"I saw those things! I won't be able to sleep knowing that you have to fend them off on your own! I'm helping you and there's no stopping me!" I told him. Chris was about to protest but he kept his mouth shut.

(Lolbit's POV)

"Idiots..." I said.

"Give em a break they've been through enough."  Fredbear replied.

"Chris yes, Elizabeth, ehhh she saw them once."

"Oh no I meant that their dad is totally a serial killer." Fredbear had a point.

"Eh, you're right." I said.

(11:57 PM, Elizabeth's POV)

"Ok, you take the left door, I'll take the right, you want the bed or the closet?" Chris asked.

I thought for a moment. 

"Which is worse?" I asked.

"The closet." He said.

"I'll take the closet." I said.

"You don't have to—"

"11:59, take your positions." I interrupted. He nodded and went to the right door while I went to the left. I flashed the l light and saw nightmare Bonnie, as Chris had named them. I shut the door extremely tight. Didn't he say the animatronics don't normally show up for a while? Doesn't matter. I ran to the closet and shined the light, Foxy was practically about to bite my face off before I slammed the closet in his face.

Open

Shut

Open

Shut

Open

Gone

Leave

I went back to the door where I thought I heard breathing. I shut the door as tight as I could. This was way more stressful than I thought it would be. I look over to Chris checking the bed, and I see the Freddles running off his bed and hiding under it.......1 AM....only 5 more hours to go.

It was the same cycle, only Chris had Fredbear to talk to. I was alone with my thoughts, constantly turning back to make sure Chris was ok.
What if he got hurt? What if he was worried about me and he slipped up somehow? The sounds of heavy breathing brought me back into this harsh reality, and I quickly shut the door.

3

4

5

One more hour.

I was tired, and so was Chris, but who cares? I
Signed up for this...I'm in it now...and I have to follow through...

I heard an alarm go off, and suddenly I was in my room again. I sprinted over to Chris to make sure he was alright, he was sitting up in his bed. We stared at each other. Tears were in his eyes, but he didn't cry. We just stared in shock.