Cursed (FNAF x reader)

Part 20: night 2 (part two)

This makes me froze a bit but then I slowly looking up at him. "N-no, maybe..yes! But that was a long time ago, very long time. I-I can explain, please don't get mad or anything." I said rather begging and he just stay there, not talking. I gulped. I've never been scared for a long time until now. Jeez, being in a relationship is so damn hard..people would be chasing after you and you didn't even know who to choose, specially to a person like me who can change gender. I sighed and looks away a bit. "It all started like this.."

"Back at the day, Mike was my child hood friend. I was scared of loosing him when you bit him. It's okay though, he deserves that after being a jerk when I'm at high school. He bullies me, hurt me, make fun of everyone, it makes me weak. When bro's protecting me he was bullied instead, but I stood up against Mike and others so bro and I was safe. He still making fun of me after that but sooner or later, he was acting strange. Same with me, my thoughts couldn't of him won't get away. I actually don't understand why he didn't remember me back then, it's probably from the bite.

4 AM

So when he did, he tried apologising to me but I refused. He tried and tried but every apology isn't enough. I cut and cried at night when he bullied me, he didn't know the pain and suffer I've been through. He never understand a single thing but one day, he just said he loved me. I still remember about it of him telling me that, and now he said it again. I never knew he still do and I'm don't know if I should refuse him, he may been a jerk from the last but he was my child hood friend. The person I've been since my birthday, of course having an interest on you as a child." I explained him.

I may not have the best english, same with him, but fuck it. I at least still remember some of my memory. He was deep in thoughts for a moment before getting up, putting his shirt back on, then looking at me. "Me understand lass, but for now, ye have to think about yer decision..me can wait and handle it, okay?" He asked and I nodded. It's all messed up. My life's a messed up! Dammit! What's wrong with me?! I'm being pathetic again and I can't help myself but teared up at all the thoughts. He then dusted himself, open both doors and walks out, probably back at the Pirates cove.

This is bad...very bad. I felt my heart slowly torn off into pieces, it hurts so much. Loosing too much people..I can't handle it, although somewhere deep down its telling me to hold on, for the sake of others. Jeremy, and others. I forced a smile as tears roll down my face. I can't hold it back and let it out instead, no one will look anyway, right? I curled up and stares at the fan. It's small, cute and black. The air calms me a bit and I sighed. Why does things have to be so hard on me? Does things going to get more worse?

5 AM

I blinked a couple of times and decided to finally check the cameras. First show stage, only to see the three just calmly talking like old crews would do, then I checked the Pirates cove, seeing the curtains was closed and all. I checked the camera's then got confused. Why the hell is the kitchen unable to see but only hear. It's actually kinda not fair. I put the camera down and sighed again, leaning back up to my chair, feeling comfortable for some odd reason and eventually fell into a dreamless sleep.

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6 AM

I woke up at the sudden building turning on, realising I'm in the pizzeria. Its six in the morning, explaining the building turning back on and I got up, grabbing my stuff before walking out the building, making sure the doors gets locked. When I'm locking the doors and turned around, I was met with my uncle. Wow, so damn early. "Ah, Crystal, I knew you've just finished your night shift but." He paused and I look at him sleepily. Don't tell me he went all the way up here just to tell me something. "You have to work as a butler at day shift. It may be hard for you but the ratings will get higher." He said. Stupid fucker, only minding business and shit. "Alright, alright, whatever you say old man." I then started walking back at home to rest a bit, which I did with no bothering doing anything, including changing clothes before bed.

How am I even going to handle my life?