Temporary Friends (A FNAF Story)

19: Youve ruined everything

Michael PoV

I looked around my hospital room, thinking.

Henry said he was going to get Charlie, and he had to stop by Freddy's first. But I have a bad feeling about that.

I have a bad feeling about everything.

I was able to walk around now but only for 2 hours, then I'd need to be hooked up to the hospital bed again. However today I was gonna be able to leave, but ill have to wait for a minute to see if my body is truly ready.

I stood up and walked out of the room, holding my rib cage.

Dad was sitting outside of my room and looked up

"Shouldn't you be resting?" He asked, standing up.

Now, I was still terrified of him so of course I nodded and went back to the room.

Dad shouldn't scare me.

But he does.

And Henry should be back by now...

Fuck.

I walked out to the payphone with a dime, outside of my room, and dialed Henry's work number. Which was also my dads work number.

"Hi, this is Henry Emily [And William Afton!] You have reached the work line of the owners of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Leave a quick reason for your call and we'll get back to you when we can." His voicemail rang.

"SHIT!" I screamed. I slammed the phone back into the box. I immediately fell to the ground and wrapped my arms around my chest and rib cage. That hurt.

Mum and dad ran over and looked at me.

"Are you alright!?" Dad asked, concerned. I nodded.

"What's wrong, baby?" Mum asked, and helped me back into my hospital room.

"I c-called Henry and he didn't answer. I-I have a bad feeling about him going to pick up Charlie." Dad tensed at that, god knows why, and stood up.

The payphone started to ring and I ran over to it. I quickly answered and Henry sounded like he was crying.

"Mr. Henry?"

"I-I s-saw your call. C-Charlie's uh....well-....I found her in the exact same spot you were, similar s-state as well. Except she wasn't awake... she was already dead." Henry choked out.

I dropped the phone, and the cord let it hit the floor before bouncing up again and dangling.

Charlie's dead?

I picked the phone back up and walked out of the room

"D-dead?" I asked.

"Yeah...can you put your dad on the phone? I need to talk to him." Henry said, sounding angry now.

"S-sure..." I walked back into the room and handed dad the phone.

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William pov

Michael called my name from the hallway, so I walked out and looked at him. He held his hand out to hand me, the phone in his hand.

"Hey, Henry-"

"Fuck you." Henry snapped.

"What?" I questioned, leaning on the payphone box.

"You know what. You know exactly what."

"What do you me-"

"DONT PLAY DUMB WITH ME, WILLIAM! YOU KILLED MY DAUGHTER!" Henry screamed on the other line.

I held my breath for a split second as my heart skipped a beat.

How did he know?

"W-wha-"

"She wrote it on her arm. 'William Afton'. WHY THE FUCK. WOULD SHE WRITE YOUR NAME ON HER ARM. You fucking bitch! I TRUSTED YOU, WILLIAM! I LOVED YOU EVEN! AND YOU DID THIS TO ME!? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" Henry screamed

"A lot of things..." I said

"JESUS! I know that! Were you the one that did that shit to Michael!?" Henry yelled

"I wouldn't kill my own kids. I loved them all-

"YOU BEAT MICHAEL! ID HARDLY CALL THAT LOVE!" Henry cut me off

"Henry-"

"When you come to work today stay as for away from me as possible. If you can come to work. Did you kill anyone else?" For some reason I found it impossible to lie to Henry.

"Only- only a few-"

"JESUS FUCKIN CHRIST WILLIAM! WHAT THE FUCK! WHO- who else was it."

"Henry- i-"

"Don't be a coward now, William. Answer the god damn question."

"I was the one who...killed Sammy and Charlotte. I'm so-"

"MY TWO OTHER FUCKING KIDS!? DAMNIT, WILLIAM! GOD! FUCKING DAMNIT!" Henry hung up after that.

"Charlie. You killed her, didnt you?" I heard Michael ask, suddenly infront of me. His eyes were red and puffy, as if he had just been crying. He had probably overheard the conversation.

"...look, I did but- you have to understand I had a reason." Everything was crumbling around me. Every lie I had built, all falling apart.

I was quickly slapped my by son and he walked away slowly, obviously in pain.

Jess, Henry's wife, walked down the hallway and stopped next to Michael. Michael whispered something to her and she looked at me. She walked over to me, michael close behind her.

"Is he telling me the truth." She asked. I didn't answer, and that was all she needed.

"What the hell is wrong with you." She spat, grabbing Michael's arm and walking him down the hallway. My son glared at me as he followed Jess.

"You never deserved to be friends with Henry. Such a sweet man, and you took everything from him. You never deserved any of our children. They all loved you, and you clearly took that for granted. Especially Elizabeth. Actually, especially Michael. Michael tried to impress you. Michael tried to make you proud. He really did! But all you did was scoff and turn away. It's no wonder he felt the need to torment Evan. He needed to get his anger out somewhere and violent actions and ignoring someone was the only way he knew how. Because of you." Clara's voice sounded from behind me.

I ignored her voice and walked back down to Michael's hospital room. I needed the pack of cigarettes I had left in there. After all of this, I needed something.