Used??? [Michael Afton x Ennard]

Chapter 1

[not all of this is cannon, things like the characters and the deaths are all I know, I'm just going by everything else as my own AU I guess]
{Mike POV}

I lay there...twitching...shaking...taking my last gasps of air...my vision then fades into darkness...I go unconscious...great...

I wake up, my stomach not feeling empty? How am I alive? Am I dead? Is there something in my stomach? So many questions yet no one to answer them... I brush it off.

I look around, still in this dumb scooping room... the smell of blood and guts lingering around me. I look over and see my guts, still moving, layered in my blood, I look away in disgust. I get up, my ribs hurting slightly, might be broken, and make my way out to drive home.

I arrived at my small house and I went to my bedroom, stumbling even when I walk slow, I need enough rest as possible, but I looked in the mirror.

"WHAT?!" I yell frustrated and scared as wires stick out of the hole where my guts should be, getting covered in blood, some patches and spots dry, some still fresh from the wounds.

The wires then spill out onto the floor and there I see him... the big animatronic that killed me painfully....

"...I uh..." I couldn't say anything, the one who scooped me is right in front of me...

I tried to run but he grabs me and pins me to the ground, he then looms over my back and whispers in my ear: "don't yell. Don't scream. Let me explain..."

I get up and he helps me, kinda odd how I'm trusting an animatronic, let alone the one who killed me.

I get dressed and I sit on the edge of my bed where he was. "So?... gonna tell me why you killed me in the most painful and agonizing way?..."

He looks away, looking shameful, why is he ashamed? Isn't this what he wanted? "I...I was tired of being in that place...I couldn't get out any other way...I just wanted to see my family again...though their probably dead by now... I apologize I was desperate and it was in the heat of the moment..." I looked at him, he looked genuinely depressed...

"Uh...I..." not too much of an explanation-

"I'll leave if you'd like..."

"What?! No no!! I want you to stay, as long as you don't hurt me anymore"

He nods yet still looked sad, I shouldn't but... gonna take sorta a big risk here...

I got close to him and gave a side hug, hoping that he wouldn't look so upset. I felt him wrap his...arms?...wires?... around me as I held him closer.

"Hey so uh...how am I alive?..." I ask trying to sound less intimidating as I back away and look up at him.

"Because your 'sorta' haunting me through the corpse your still...dead, but more like immortal dead"

I thought for a second and nodded, taking my hair out of its hair tie. "Well uh, I don't know where your gonna sleep...I only have one bed" I say as I rub my eyes.

"Oh uh, I could sleep next to you? Or in your stomach again?" He says while grinning jokingly.

"Not my stomach, not again"

"Alright bed it is!" He says crawling into bed before me, happily and dorky like.

"Hey one more thing- two more"

"Mhm?" The pile of wired spaghetti looked at me stopping where he was.

"What's your name? I never did get it..."

"Ennard. Enn for short though..."

"Alright and, do you feel emotions?"

He stared down for a second, like he was thinking how to say it. "Well...I do yes, though I was programmed to be a killing machine at first, so I got fixed and I put a emotional chip into me so I'd feel more...human I guess?..."

I crawled under the sheets and grinned sleepily and weakly I at him, "cmon, let's get some rest".

He eagerly gets next to me and we both fall asleep, Ennard being happy and me being unsure wether to trust him or not, at least for the meantime.

[hope you enjoyed, kinda new to Wattpad so don't judge, not much gore or nsfw here but in future there will be]