Cursed (FNAF x reader)

Part 25: News

We stayed there for a minute or so before pulling away, me looking at his eyes. "Dad..aren't you angry..? Or anything?" I asked and he thought for a moment then shrugs. "A bit, but you have to forget what happened, it's at the past now dear." He was right, I will forget the demon but not mom, I won't and never will. With that, we started talking about our interest and all. So he was thought to play piano with his mother and he also loves toast. So that's where I got it from loving toasts, as well as knowing piano and all. I got some personalities of dad and the looks of mom. "Dad. Is there any songs you can play that no one could?" I asked, interested about the piano and himself.

"Well...there is one thing I can play." He said and I grinned. "Please do play." He nodded and I got up to give him more space before he started playing. Holy mother of fuck! His hands moves fast and his fingers pressed the keys so damn fast than his hands move, he's just playing as if it's nothing for him. He was grinning as he plays. I just watch him in awe. Can people even play something like that besides dad? Because I will be fucking happy. He soon finished and I clapped, grinning. "That was awesome!" I nearly shouted but still keep it down. We're still in the basement and I don't want to bother bro. With that, we just talked nearly the whole time but then I yawned. Guess I'm actually tired and needed sleep. He chuckled at this and rolled my eyes. "You should sleep, dear, you need rest." He said and I nodded before standing up, stretching. I then hugged him, which probably shocked him, before I pulled away before he could even return it. I was about to go to the stairs when I stopped and turn to him.

"Welcome home, dad." I said, making him smile. I smiled also before walking upstairs and back to my room which I immedietly fallen asleep. The song keeps playing in my head and it calms me so much.

In my dreams though, I was on my usual bed, more childish though and mom was sitting down beside me, singing the same song. I can hear myself coughing, knowing I'm sick. Dad went back with a bowl of soup on the tray, beside it was water. I ate and smiled that my parents was here with me, but my best dream turned into a nightmare. They slowly disappeared and I tried reaching for them, but they just faded, the light around me became dark and the bed just dissapears as well, making me fell but I didn't hit any floor or anything at all! I was floating and I was surrounded by dark.

I tried running, then I realise I can't breath. I tried breathing but I can't, then I'm starting drowning. As I drown, face of unknown people appeared in front of me, laughing as they point at me. I teared up but the tears went up instead down. Before I knew it, I was falling.

I sprang up breathing heavily, sweat was all over my face and body and my eyes suddenly stings as tears fell down. What the hell was what? What's with my dream?! I don't get it. Where's Jeremy? Why do I starting to have this kind of dreams? It's starting to haunt me. I got up and dragged myself to the bathroom where I splashed my face with cold water. So darn cold! I look at myself on the mirror and stared. I still have the features of mom. Hm..weird. I then noticed something. Instead of my hair going to the side, I ruffle it so some strands on hair went on my face, then I tied my hair in a low ponytail. I grinned and just as I thought, I looked like my father now.

I put my old hairstyle back and sighed before walking out the bathroom and out of my room. I didn't even bothered to check the time, since it's probably morning, and went to the living room. I plop down on the couch with a grunt. I turned the TV on. Wow, there's nothing much to watch right now except for the news, speaking the news, I went to the news channel and watched. Murder, kidnapped, burning house, nothing interest me. I went to the kitchen to make some french toast, because having different kind of toast in the morning is awesome. I then finished, it's quicker than I thought. I chuckels and put it on the plate before grabbing one and going back to the living room to continue.

I watch in boredome as I ate, then something popped up. It's another news, probably spreading it all around other news channels but the story makes me stopped from eating. "Hello, this is an emergency news that we've just discovered last night. It was a man who owns the Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria, who was in prison for abusing his nephew and niece, was killed. From what we've seen, he was stabbed on the limbs first for him to suffer, then stomach. He was still alive until the killer slit his neck. We don't know who was the killer yet, we didn't found any clues of who could someone would do such thing. We will continue the story later with something we at least discover, please stay tuned, thank you." The news reporter explained before showing the picture of my uncle, dead, just like in the description.

Who did that? Plus, if the killer wasn't in the same place as him, how did they get in? It's not that I care if he's dead or not, I think he deserve it. But how? And why? How'd they know my story at the first place, anyway? True, I told the cops that he was the one who abused us, but damn, never knew I'm going to expect something like this. Hm..strange. I finished my toast and turn the TV off, but before I could do so, another news pop up. It's about the pizzeria. I just stood there, watching. My eyes widen and nearly dropped the remote control.

"Freddy's and his crew from Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria kids love was found missing."

(A\N: huehuehuehuehue ~ w ~ more people will die