Catharsis of the lilies (William Afton x Reader)

Chapter 3, the second Catharsis; A musical warfare

TW: dark topics, violence, blood and dark topics.

(y/n is kind of a dumbass in this part sorry not sorry but we all have our dumb moments sometimes)
(also this is like- over 7k words 😭)

Your pov:

I woke up to the sound of my alarm, as I do, nearly everyday. I covered my face with my hands and groaned before turning off the alarm. Is there even a point of waking up to an alarm since I'm not in school anymore? Aside from what's going on today. Today I'm meeting with Ayana at the cafe near my house. We're going there together for breakfast and then we plan on coming back to my house to watch some movies and eat some jiffy pop. I have plans today, I have to get up.

Don't you like being with Ayana?

So get the fuck up

Get up

Get up

Get up

Get up.

I found myself deep in thought, mostly procrastination but I sat up from my bed and scurried over to my closet, picking out a black sleeveless turtleneck with some baggy cargo pants and some silver jewelry on top. I put the outfit I picked out on and paced downstairs looking in the closet for a good pair of shoes to match the outfit, picking out some big black doc marten's boots that were basically platforms at that point.

I should probably pick out some thick socks so I don't get blisters.

I scurried downstairs, hearing the joints in my ankles pop down each step. I rushed over to the laundry room and searched for a thick, long pair of socks. I pulled out some beautiful thick, long grey socks and put them on. I sighed and walked over to my bass guitar, picking one of the strings until I heard the noise of a camera clicking coming from the area of the bookshelves

I raised a brow and looked left and right and scurried back upstairs

"That was odd..." I sighed, putting on my shoes and sitting on the couch, waiting for the doorbell to go off.

Actually, i might as well have something small- like a granola bar before leaving with ayana.

I stood up and walked over into the kitchen, opened the fridge and found a tupperware with a meal on the inside with a sticky note on top of the lid saying

"For y/n :)"

what the fuck...

I mean... thanks for the meal but holy shit that's creepy.

I opened it up, revealing 3 crumpets and a small treacle tart with bacon and fruit on the side. I closed it up and put it pack in the fridge

"I'll have that for breakfast tomorrow, thanks" I sighed, closing the fridge door as I proceeded to open the cupboard to grab a granola bar and I found another sticky note saying

"Have a good day, darling :)"

Well... that's certainly interesting.

I grabbed it anyways and lightheartedly smiled at the note. Maybe someone does love me. At least someone does, maybe. Although that petname... 'darling'- there's just something about it that has always made me weak in the knees.

I smiled and giggled at the note.

Maybe this isn't so bad after all.

I opened the packaging to the granola bar, folding the note and placing it in my bag before taking a bite out of the granola bar while waiting for Ayana, setting myself down on my couch for about 20 minutes before a doorbell rang. I stood up swiftly and headed over to open the door, and as soon as I did Ayana rushed in and hugged me