Temporary Friends (A FNAF Story)

12: Did you enjoy your little prank?

Michael pov

I sat next to Evans hospital bed, watching his heart beat monitor go up and down.

Dad leaned down and planted a kiss on Evans forehead.

He then got up and came over to me.

I looked up at him, fear and sadness evident in my eyes.

"Are you proud?" Dad spat

"D-Dad..."

"Did you enjoy you're little 'prank'?" Dad said, gritting his teeth. He raised his hand to slap me, and I ducked on instinct. I didn't feel his hand come down and I looked up at him.

"Walk home." Dad said, leaving the room

I looked down at my brother. He had bloody bandages wrapped around his head

"Can you hear me?" I asked, grabbing his hand.

"I don't know if you can hear me..." I said shakily

"I'm sorry." I said, holding back tears. I laid my head on the hospital bed and cried. After a while I got up and left the room. I walked out of the hospital and to the payphone. I called Tyler and sighed.

"Can you come pick me up and take me to my house?" I asked

"Of course, Michael." Tyler said.

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I stared out of Tylers car window. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I thought about my brother.

"I'm sorry." Tyler said, holding my hand while driving.

"N-no...it's not your fault..."

"It was my idea, Michael. So I'm sorry" Tyler said.

I started crying.

"I-I shouldn't have s-said any thing I-"

"Shut up, Tyler. You aren't the only to blame. Kenya and Scott helped to." I said, squeezing Tylers hand.

Tyler nods and continues to drive.

We get to my house and I get out of the car.

"Thanks for driving me..." I say, hugging Tyler.

"Of course. " He says, kissing my head.

I walked inside and looked at a broken picture of Evan, Elizabeth, and me.

My face was torn off and Evans had glass surrounding it. Elizabeth was cut out of the picture and was taped on the wall.

I walked over to dad, who had empty bottles of alcohol surrounding him and his face was sort of blushed due to the alcohol.

"I-I'm sorry.." I say, looking at him

Dad looked up at me.

"I-I didn't mean to..."

Dad rolled his eyes and looked down at the bottle he was holding

"It was an accident" I said

Dads head snapped up and looked at me

"The fuck did you just say?" He asked, standing up

"Um... it was an accident?" I repeated myself

Dad laughed and walked towards me

"An accident, huh?" He said

"Really?" He asks, cornering me

"You threw him into an animatronics mouth and you call that...an accident?" Dad says

"I DIDNT MEAN TO HURT HIM!" I yelled

"I swear it was just a prank... I didn't know that would happ-" Dad cut my off by hitting me across the face with a bottle. I held my face in pain and looked up at him.

"I'm sorry, did that hurt?" Dad smiled

"I didn't mean to." Dad said, mocking me

Dad grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and punched me.

"It was an accident." Dad spat

"D-dad-"

He cut me off by breaking a bottle on my head.

"Just shut up, Michael. And don't you dare fucking move." Dad snapped, grabbing a bottle of alcohol and a knife.

I stood there crying until my knees practically gave out, and I fell to the ground in a pool of my own blood.

I heard my dads car pull out of the driveway and the tires screech down the road.

After about an hour of bleeding I hear my mom open the front door.

"Michael. I'm home."

I couldn't move much, my body was weak.

Mom walked in and gasped.

"Michael!" She screamed, picking me up. I looked at her and smiled weakly.

She sighed in relief and hugged me.

"I can't handle another hurt child." Mom said, hugging me.

"I-I'm s-sorry..." I said

"ill get the first aid kit." Mom said. she stood up and went to get the first aid kit. She came back with isopropyl alcohol and bandages.

Mom started to clean my wounds and I hissed I pain.

"Shh, it's ok, baby." She said and started to wrap my head in bandages.

"He did this to you, didn't he?" Mom said

"Y-yeah..."I say weakly

"That bitch. He'll fuckin pay."." Mom says, kissing my forehead.

We do be getting some angst now