Intern {Five Nights at Freddy's Fanfiction}

29) ...here.

"What are you gonna do about it? Tell your mommy? She's not even your real mom." he growled at Jeremy while gripping my arm tightly. I tried to struggle out of his hold but he pushed me to the ground and stepped on my dress to keep me from standing up.

"Let her go Daniel...or I'm gonna tell mom." another voice said. This one didn't belong to Jeremy, but when I looked up I saw a little blonde boy with blue eyes. He had an aura about him that put me at slight ease.

"Just 'cause you're a year older than me doesn't mean you're the boss, Ronan!" Daniel growled, stepping off my dress and yanking me up from the floor.

"I'm your older brother and I call the shots." He grumbled, taking my wrist. Daniel looked angry enough to pummel Ronan and not feel any remorse but stormed off anyway.

Before that, however, Daniel looked at me with his blue eyes.

Those blue eyes...

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Reality came back in startling clarity. So much in fact...that I was frozen in place. All of the bravery I had felt diminished into nothingness and I was left standing there in confusion.

"ELEANOR!" Mike shouted, gripping my arms and snatching me into the office. The sound of metal slamming against wall could be heard from right outside the doorway.

Mike was just about to slam the door shut when Freddy (or should I say Daniel) roared. The sound echoed through the whole restaurant, no doubt alerting the rest of the animatronics. My entire body froze in place when I realized the other door wasn't closed.

I swallowed and looked up to see Daniel in doorway, his blue eyes gleaming with malice. A black, oil like, substance was dripping from his mouth and eyes. Not to mention his top hat was missing and he looked more or less thirsty for my blood.

He paid no attention to Mike and lunged at me with his large hands. I shrieked and jumped backwards, slipping on the floor and hitting against what felt a wall. I didn't have to look up to know I bumped into Bonnie.

"Fuck me." I whimpered, looking up at the ceiling in defeat. At that point I knew I was dead meat. But of course, (that bitch) the universe loves to prove me wrong.

Bonnie (or should I say Steven) pushed me out of the way and into Mike. The two of us lost our footing and slipped to the floor, clinging to each other to prevent us from falling on our faces. I had been confused as to why Steven had pushed me out of the way but as soon as I saw the fabric wrapped around Daniel's hand like a bandage I had and idea why.

"Give it to me..." Steven growled, the sound of Chica's wailing echoing in the background. Daniel shook his head and shot him a solid death glare. Why in the hell are they fighting over my ripped shirt?

Before anyone could react, a hand wrapped tightly around my ankle and wouldn't let go. I shrieked, trying to get away, but was pulled out of the office by an unknown force. The cold, dusty, floor dug into my back as I was dragged against my will.

When I tried to sit up I got a glance of my kidnapper. Red hair, huge red ears, and an eye patch confirmed who I thought it was. I screamed, obviously frightened, and tried to claw my way out of his grip.

The sound of metal footsteps behind us stopped Foxy in his tracks. Once again, I tried to get free, but this time he swung me by my ankle and slammed my head up against the wall.

The impact almost made me slip into unconsciousness as I slumped over. My vision swam as I recovered the breath that had been knocked from my lungs. A few tears of pain trickled down my cheeks when I touched my forehead and discovered blood on my fingers.