Gallant (REWRITING)

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"Gallant"

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"Or you could meet both of them later if you'll be here," Jacob added. I smiled lightly, thinking about it. I did not want to be here any longer than I had to, but I also wanted to make it up to Jacob. I hadn't talked to him once after our first encounter after all. I internally sighed.

"I think I'll be here," I said.

"Great! I'd take you to them now, but they're a little occupied by the animatronics at the moment." He laughed lightly turning to the right of him. I followed his gaze, he stared at the animatronics for a minute before facing me again.

But I continued to stare at the animatronics. I found myself staring at the bear animatronic, Freddy. I remembered that superstition, that rumour. That bite... the kid. I shook my head lightly, annoyed that I had to think about that at a time like this. I wondered if people still cared to remember and believe those rumours. I doubted it though since there was so many people here.

I remembered that Karson had mentioned it. It might have been too late to be shocked, but I finally considered how he knew about it in the first place?

As curious as I was, I couldn't ask him. He'd pester me until he knew why'd I ask him about it and I wanted to avoid lying to anyone as much as possible.

There was also a chance that he'd ask to come back because of my question, and I definitely did not want a chance for him to be taken away from me or Max, and Jaylie. No way.

I did not think I could handle that on my hands. My mental state was terrible after what happened to Avery, and I hardly knew the girl, so if Karson was taken because of me I'd probably lose it.

But that would never happened. I wouldn't let it. He was not going to touch him.

"...-You've spaced out again." I heard a familiar, unnerving voice before a chuckle. I blinked hard, shaking my head out of my daze and mentally facepalmed.

I stopped staring at the animatronics and to the grey eyed man, I knew as William, of course. He spoke for the first time since Jacob came over, well I thought so anyway. I laughed lightly, before turning back to Jacob. He was staring at William for a quick moment before turning to me.

I furrowed my eyebrows, but neglected my curiousity. "Sorry about that, I tend to space out nowadays." I said quietly. I could feel William's eyes on me, like before. I squirmed in my chair some, not liking the feeling. I had the urge to move away from the man once again, but stayed put.

"Life's really been treating you well, huh?" Jacob joked.

"Totally, man." I responded, before letting out a dry laugh. "I'm surprised I haven't won some meddle for how good life's been treating me!" I continued to humor him, well actually it was probably more to humor myself. I let out another dry laugh.

Jacob had a look of empathy. I honestly didn't like that look, not directed to me mostly. Made me feel more pathetic than I knew I was.

I felt bad for ruining his joke when he was only trying to make me laugh, so I forced another laugh that didn't sound so dry. "Sorry, I'm just.."

He cut me off, "Nah! You don't have to apologize, seriously. It's fine." I smiled warmly at him. He was way too nice to me. I wondered if he'd be nice to if he knew I helped someone get killed.

I wondered if anyone would be...

My eyes widened. How could I have been so stupid? The natural reaction to any sort of trouble would call the police, and...

I didn't.

And I wasn't going to. The thought of calling the police quickly diminished from my mind.

I didn't know why, but it made me sick. It was like I was helping him with his crimes. It almost made me forget that I worked for the police.

Again, what the hell was wrong with me?

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Chapter published a little earlier? Well, that's a shock! Even for me, haha. Anyway, hope you enjoyed. I wonder why the thought of calling the police diminished? Hm.. ♡