Robots don't sigh - William Afton x Reader

Chapter 4

Tw: mentions of alcohol, mentions of verbal abuse, and yelling/screaming.

I sighed, snuggling into the covers.
"I guess this is my life now."

'Afton is a pretty kooky dude, though, I'm grateful that he's letting me stay here.'

I pulled out my phone to look at the time.
'2:56AM'

"Geez." You sat up and stretched.
The faint sound of glass shattering came from downstairs.

You quickly got up and went down the stairs.

There he was, William was drunk as hell in the kitchen, clearly pissed off about something.

I walked into the kitchen, broken beer bottle shards scattered everywhere.

Afton looked up and smiled when he saw you.
"Oh hello dear, care to join me for a drink?"
His voice was deeper and his words slurred a bit.

"No thank you. You're drunk." You bluntly stated.

"Come on, one drink won't hurt." He chucked stepping towards you.

You grabbed the broom and started sweeping up the broken glass.
'He is a complete mess..'

After sweeping it all into a pile he yanked the broom from you and threw it across the room.
"DONT IGNORE ME!"

You glared, "DONT YELL AT ME MR. AFTON!" You pushed him away.

He turned around angrily, running his hands through his hair. "Stop it! Stop it! I told you not to call me that!!"

You took a step closer. "Why not? Is your ego really that big?!"

He turned around to face you, his eyes glowing purple. "You really want to know? Fine!"
"When you call me that dreadful name it reminds me that I'm just like my father!"

He grabbed another empty bottle and threw it at the wall.
"CRY WILLIAM! NO ONE WILL EVER TRULY LOVE YOU! YOU'RE WORTHLESS!" He screamed.

He fell down onto his knees, tears in his eyes. "And he was right." His voice quivered, threatening to break.

He looked down on the floor "My wife, Clara cheated on me for years," his voice broke,
"then she left and started a new family with some wanker.." he choked.

Tears fell down his cheeks, and he put his face in his hands.

You stood there awkwardly. 'This man is broken..'

I took a deep breath and pulled him into a hug.
He hesitated, then hugged back.

You two sat there for a while in each other's arms.
'Is he?' You heard soft snoring. "Shit." I mumbled.

William slumped over putting all his weight on you.

You fell backwards and squeaked as his body squished you into the ground.

You could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Well aren't I the luckiest person in the world?"
I grumbled.
Afton's face was buried in the crook of your neck, his breaths were deep and slow.
He was definitely asleep.

'This floor is more comfortable than the bed in William's guest room'

After awhile you eventually fell asleep.

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"҈Y҈/҈n҈"҈ a distorted voice called.

"҈d҈e҈a҈t҈h҈ f҈o҈l҈l҈o҈w҈s҈ a҈l҈l҈ w҈h҈o҈ t҈r҈u҈s҈t҈ t҈h҈e҈ m҈a҈n҈ w҈i҈t҈h҈ t҈h҈e҈ p҈u҈r҈p҈l҈e҈ e҈y҈e҈s҈"҈

"҈d҈o҈n҈t҈ t҈r҈u҈s҈t҈ h҈i҈m҈ y҈/҈n҈"҈

"҈g҈o҈ b҈a҈c҈k҈ t҈o҈ y҈o҈u҈r҈ t҈i҈m҈e҈.҈"҈

"҈R҈ u҈ n҈"҈

"ℝ𝕦𝕟" the voice became clearer

"Rᴜɴ!" a child yelled

You woke up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily.
I sat up and looked around.
'This is not the guest room.'

Memories of last night flooded through your mind.
"This is his room isn't it?"
I got up and took my phone out of my pocket
'6:37 am'

"Shoot I have to get ready!"
I put my phone back in my pocket and ran to the bathroom to get changed.

Once I was done I ruffled my hair and ran downstairs, being careful not to trip.

William was at the kitchen table looking over a newspaper. Glasses sat on the lower part of his nose.
"Breakfast is on the stove." He took a sip of coffee and pushed his glasses up.

I dished my food and sat down "Where's Michael?" I took a bite of my food

"School. Hurry up or we'll be late." He grunted.

I turned my attention back to your plate, eating quickly but quietly.

'The air feels... tense. Does he remember last night?'

You cleared your throat and sat up.
"Will, are you ok?"

He stiffened at the mention of the name he requested you to call him, then he smirked.

"Why of course darling, why wouldn't I be?"

You furrowed your brow a bit. "It's just last night you-"

William cut you off, "That was just one of my episodes. That's all."

"But-"

He stood up and cut you off again. "Come on sweetheart, it's time to leave." A flicker of purple was seen in his eyes.

"҈D҈e҈a҈t҈h҈ f҈o҈l҈l҈o҈w҈s҈ a҈l҈l҈ w҈h҈o҈ t҈r҈u҈s҈t҈ t҈h҈e҈ m҈a҈n҈ w҈i҈t҈h҈ p҈u҈r҈p҈l҈e҈ e҈y҈e҈s҈.҈.҈.҈"҈

He walked away to grab his keys.

'Are they talking about him?' You stood up and looked at the newspaper's headline

'Recent child disappearances at Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria disturbs parents'

'I am in some deep shit.'

Author's note:
Hey readers! I'm going to be out of town for about a week so I'm not sure if I'll be able to update this everyday! Thanks for reading!
Mistakes will be corrected later :)
~Author-Chan 🧍🏻‍♀️