The Reaper (Fnaf Fanfiction)

Death Bed

WARNINGS BEFORE THE CHAPTER STARTS: SUCICIDE, SELFHARM, DEATH AND CURSING.

*SpringTrap Pov* 

My hands were shaking from hours of labor as I was trying to unscrew the damaged piece from the customers car. I was totally exhausted from this job. It wasn't even worth it with the fucking pay I get. I then got out from underneath the car. I went over to my work area and began prepping for the installation of the part. I sat down and began re reading the order making sure I had the right part. I then began working on the next installation but I could barely focus. I've been at this job for almost a year now and I have been in so many accidents. I almost lost my finger. Though today the problem was the blisters from my hands from handling these parts. As I got up I began picking at the blister trying to release any pressure and roughness; even though I knew it would make it worse. I was then about to go back to the car when I hear a random commotion coming from across where I was. I looked over seeing someone who I recognized instantly. We haven't really talked in a while because of how busy we both were. He ran up to me. I was about to greet him but then I realize the worried look on his face. Before I could speak he spoke.

???)....Springtrap you need to go to the hospital right now. He had sounded calm but the look on his face seemed like he was in shock.

I spoke confused. Wait what happened? I can't leave work right now I-. He cuts me off.

???)... its golden. He said sounding now more panicked.

I looked at him with utter confusion but before I could ask what was wrong he grabbed my arm and dragged me quickly to his car. I didn't have a car myself ironically. I had always needed to take public transportation to get to my job. 

I decide to just get in his car. I then sternly asked him what was wrong. "What the fuck is going on." My friend had looked over at me. 

???)...Golden. He paused and to me it felt like an eternity. "Spit it out" I responded to him. He finally finished his sentence. 

???) your brother he committed .

I looked at him puzzled. "Nightmare.. What do you mean he committed?" For dam well I knew what he meant but I couldn't believe what he was saying. I needed for him to confirm. 

Nightmare began backing out of the parking lot. Nightmare then answered . "When you left for work. I wanted to surprise you today by coming over before you got home since that used to be our little tradition. I wanted to surprise you guys with some food and a couple of new movie disks but I had fount him. I instantly got help and came here as fast as I could."

I looked at him with utter panic. He had to be joking right. THIS HAD TO BE SOME SICK FUCKING JOKE. I wanted to strangle him because of how much anger and distress I felt. The car went silent for a moment. I had kept repeating and repeating what I wanted to ask in my head. Then I finally said it. "Is he gone...?"

Nightmare)... last I knew he was barely breathing so I'm not sure. His voice cracked as he said this. He was desperately trying not to cry.

I had felt a slight relief for a moment but then I felt major guilt set. I looked out the window nervously seeing we were getting close. "Nightmare drive fucking faster!"

*10 Minutes past*

I had rushed into that hospital not giving a shit about who I pushed over. I didn't care if they were dying or not. I needed to see him. I said frantically to the desk manger. "Wh-ere is Golden miller!?!" I didn't even realize I had slammed my fist into the counter and began gripping it. I leaned forward and the desk lady looked frightened. 

She quickly looked at her list. Room 12 h-

I didn't even let her finished I ran to that room. I should have let her finished what she was going to say because what I saw was something I would never forget.