Betrayed

Chapter 13

Jonathan Pov:

I'm alive? How? I thought for center that I died. As I replayed the memory of my death in my head thinking of a way that I could of survive.

Maybe after I passed ou- No at that point I lost to much blood. So then how did I survive.

Then it struck me. Did I survive? I touched my face and felt it realizing it was mental. I guess I really am Mr. Afton's clone. Even had the same type of death as him.

I don't know why but I felt extremely agitated. Which was slowly turning to pure rage. I got up and lean up against the nearest wall. Just trying to calm myself down.

I try remembering all the happy memories in my life. I recalled the times I spent with my animatronics and how happy I was with them. They wer- were so.. annoying.

What? Why did I think that about them. They can be a little.. extra especially Foxy but I love that about them. Then why did I think that?

Despite that thought, I wonder what they are doing? Do they even know what happened to me and Michael? Probably not, Davies is a good liar and he definitely didn't let anyone else tell them what happened to us.

They were modify by Mr. Afton and Michael his son. They both cared for me Michael saw me as his friend and Mr. Afton saw a little bit of his deceased son Chris Afton.

I can recall the times he mistakenly called me Chris which made me pity that man who wanted to "fix" his broken family. He had a werid way of doing so but at the end it all Failed miserably.

I look over to that Jester like animatronic on the bed that I was just on. Just staring at me but for some odd for some reason. "Oh you're awake"it nodded his head but didn't speak.I didn't find this weird, it almost felt comforting to have it there.

I walk over to it and plopped on the bed. It crawled on my lap and sat down. The room was completely silent and it was nice and calming.

"My name is JonJon" finally it speaks and that name sounds similar to mine own. Maybe were connected I mean if we were that would explain a lot. He kinda looks like an old version of myself.

"Really? Well my name is Jonathan."

*Hope you enjoy, Sorry this was short*