My Dear Friend, Bonnie

Chapter 6: Explaining Everything

5:00 PM
(Stella POV)

"We need you to tell us everything you know," the police officer told me. I looked over at Jeremy, not knowing if I should tell them. He nodded and gestured me to tell them. "Alright," I sighed. "It started when five children were murdered by a mysterious man when Freddy's was closed for the day. He stuffed the five children into the animatronics here at the pizzeria probably because he was trying to hide the bodies." I looked over at the three deactivated animatronics. "Go on," the officer told me. "That's where the animatronics started acting quirky; because the children spirits haunted the animatronics because they are probably jealous that others get to live, they want to get revenge on their murderer, or they have just gone insane. I know all of this because I met one of the children spirits. I'm the only one who can see him. He is actually right here with us."

I tried pointing at Jeremy, but Mike, the police officer and my mom looked at where I was pointing in confusion. A knot formed in stomach. I knew that they didn't believe me about Jeremy. "That's true," Jeremy said. "Did you hear that?" I asked them. They shook their heads. I sighed and looked down at my feet. "Well, that's all I know..." I looked at Pirate's Cove, seeing Foxy staring at me with haunted eyes. I knew he wasn't the same with a child spirit haunting him.

"Alright, the cops will figure out the rest of the case," the officer said. "Thank you for the information." I nodded and walked outside, sitting on the sidewalk. Jeremy and my mom joined me on the sidewalk. "Mike told me the pizzeria will be closing for a while," my mom told me. "And we will have to find you a new job too." I welled up with tears. I didn't want to leave Bonnie. Or Jeremy to be honest. I walked over to mom's car and sat in the passenger seat. I started crying, knowing I wouldn't be able to see Bonnie again.

6:00
(Stella's Mother POV)

I heard Stella crying really hard up in her room. I mixed the cheese with the macaroni I had cooked. "Stella!" I yelled. "Yeah mom?" she called. "Dinner is ready!" Stella slowly walked down the stairs. She had bags under her eyes and her eyes were red.

I put a bowl full of the macaroni I made on the table and put a fork in it. "Enjoy," I said with a smile. She slowly ate it and looked at the marble tabling. I was worried about her. I knew her favorite character was Bonnie and that she was sad that she probably wasn't going to see him again. I made myself a salad and sat on the beige colored couch in the living room. I put on the TV and switched it to the news.

"Hi, I'm reporter Jake Ramondo and I'm right here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. It is said that the pizzeria will be closing because of five murdered children who were stuffed into the animatronics. Fazbear Entertainment said that they will be building a new pizzeria called the 'new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria'. They will be making new animatronics with facial recognition and will be known as the 'Toy' animatronics. More information will be stated at the pizzeria."

I looked over at Stella to see if she was listening. She was already up in her room and left the bowl of macaroni she ate at the table. I sighed with worrisome and took her bowl out to the sink. I walked upstairs with my salad and opened Stella's bedroom. She had on black pants and a black sweatshirt with the hood over her head. She was snuggling with her Bonnie plush under her covers. "Hey, Stella," I said. I sat on her bed and started eating my salad. "Leave me alone..." she croaked. "Sweetheart, they are building a new pizzeria," I said. "And they're building new animatronics that I'm sure you'll love!" Stella ripped the covers off of her with tears streaming down her face. "IT'LL NEVER BE THE SAME!" she yelled as she stomped out of the room.

I ate more of my salad and looked down at the floor. I saw blood droplets and a pocket knife with blood at the tip. My eyes went wide. I ran out of the room and grabbed Stella's arm and looked at it. I saw she had cut herself several times in a line. I welled up with tears and looked at her. "Don't do this to yourself," I whispered. "They're only animatronics." I saw the anger in Stella's eyes as she got out of my grip and went downstairs.