Cursed (FNAF x reader)

Part 23: leaving and returning

I slowly starting to wake up, feeling a blanket over me. How nice. But you know what's not nice? My head, it's starting to ache and it's annoying. I slowly sit up feeling my head ache gets worse. Great. The screaming cheers of children and smell of pizza makes me remember the place I'm in, but where? I looked around to see where I am. I'm laying down on the wooden floor and a blanket was over me to prevent from having cold. I was probably at the backstage because there's a curtain in front of me, as well as hearing the animatronics perform.

I then look down to see my clothes still with me. Good. What I doubt I did was standing up, only making myself ended up falling back. Ouch. That fucking hurt, but the worst of all is my legs and butt, they're painful. I couldn't stand as I whined then blinked. Where's my glasses? I looked around and reaches for it, which was just beside me. I actually don't need glasses, it just prevents me from not getting noticed if I'm 18 or something, just wearing it to make myself look older than I am. I chuckled at the memory that they think I'm a highschool student but no, they're wrong.

I just sat there, looking around, then I noticed something at the corner on my eye. An electric guitar. I grinned and forced myself to got up. My legs are wobbling as i walked towards it before grabbing it. It has the same design like Bonnie's but it's colour blue, instead, probably it's Freddy's but he didn't seem to play it as much. Speaking of the two men, what happened last night anyway? The thing I only remembered was drinking then passing out. Hm, weird. I just shrugged the thought off and started playing the guitar silently, of course it is because it isn't even plug to a speaker. Duh.

I was playing a simple note on the guitar while sitting down, making me comfortable when I heard something outside. Guitar playing. I stopped and raises an eyebrow. Whoops, I guess I was wrong. The plug WAS connected to the guitar and the speaker was outside, so earlier when I played, the children and others heard it, making it all quiet now that I stopped. I chuckled and started playing again, hearing the awesome music from an electric guitar outside while I play. It was a theme song from an anime called Devil May Cry, the opening theme and I enjoyed playing it. I eventually found out how to play it and all.

When I finished playing, I heard cheers behind the curtains, making me grin. I turn the electric guitar's volume down before putting it down. I then got up, feeling a bit better. I was about to leave when the curtains opened, revealing the three animatronics. Did I really fell asleep that it's already breaktime? Wow. They stared at me and I stare back at them. Awkward..until Bonnie spoke up. "You're the one who played the guitar earlier?" He asked and I nodded. "That was great." He told me and I smiled. "Thank you."

The two make animatronic was probably still onto me but Chica isn't. Why? Is there something wrong with me? She cleared her throat making us get our attention to her. "Sir, may you stay up later at night? I wanted to show something to you and the others." She asked and I nodded. "Of course, anything for a lady." I said with a smile before walking out the backstage. I quickly walked out the pizzeria and back at the house. Geez, it's already afternoon and things will probably get bad bad when I came back home. I was wrong, it's actually more worse than that.

When I opened the door, I was met with my uncle shouting at Jeremy. "Just tell me where your fucking sister is! She didn't came back last night and this'll be your fucking fault that you're not taking care of your own sister, you cunt!" He shouted and this pisses me off. "I-I'm so sorry..I-I will look for her..please..just stop." Jeremy begged with his hands on his head, not wanting to get hit again. That motherfucker. He rose his fist, he was about to hit him when I quickly walked over to him and grabbed his hand, stopping him. "What the fuck's your problem?!" I shouted and he turned to look at me, jeremy being shock.

"You..-where the fuck have you been?" He asked. "I was so damn worried about you--" I slapped him across the face with anger in my eyes, cutting him sentence off. Jeremy was so terrified and he didn't know what to do. My uncle looked at me before slapping me, it was hard enough that I stumble and fell on the floor, hitting my back on the wall. "What kind of niece are you? Hitting your own uncle who was fucking worried and that's what you just did?!" He grabbed me by the collar and punched me on the face. It fucking hurts and stings..like back at highschool. He continued punching me until I has bruises on my face before letting me go. Fucking bastard..I then started to laugh quietly until it got louder and crazier. Mom was right, I got my father's side personality.

I slowly got up with a big smirk on my face. Hehe. I tackled him on the floor, sitting down on his stomach with my feet stepping down on his hands to stop him from moving as I hit him repeatedly. I laughed all the way. This is fun! And he fucking deserve it from hitting me and brother, as well as nearly stopping mom and dad's relationship, plus being an ignorant back at the past. I punched and punch, feeling something wet on my fist knowing its blood. I continue punching, grinning psycoticly until I felt someone pulled me back. He passed out. And the one who pulled me back was Jeremy, all terrified but has a bit of confidence left to pull me away.

I stopped and look up at him, seeing his teared up eyes. I realise what I did and hugged him tightly, which he returns just as tight. It was silent for a moment until I let go and look straight to his eyes. "We have to live on our own." This shocked him more than he is and look at me confusingly. "How?" I got up and went to the phone before calling 911. Police got to my house and I told them everything what happened and they took away my uncle. Great. But then something when they're dragging him off, he woke up. He grinned at me with a smirk. "You'll be sorry for doing this, because I called to get the the building closed down." My eyes widen and run to him, kicking him hard on the side, a police then hold me back.

"You motherfucker! Why would you do such thing?! I fucking hate you!" I shouted and they took him away, going back to the policestation to probably out him behind the bars. He deserve that. I calmed down and realise I'm still at my male self. I took deep breaths before going to back to Jeremy who sat on the couch, trembling and all. I sat down next to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, pulling him so he was leaning up against me. I heard him son enforce hugging me tightly, crying to my shoulder. Poor brother...I patted his back to calm him down which he did. All the moment was cut off by the phone ringing. I got up and went to answer it. "Hello, Chris Fitzgerald speaking." I said and I heard a male voice. "Hello, this is the Fitzgerald, correct? Good, I needed to tell you something." I heard and it was probably the police, but what I heard next makes me nearly drop the phone.

"We will release Vincent today and set him free."