misunderstood. [sallyface x reader]

viii. denial

the next morning.

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my eyes feel puffy when i wake up. the first thing i do is check my phone. there are over hundreds of notifications from sal, ash, and larry.
the last text was from sal at 7 AM.

sal: i'm coming over.

a wave of panic goes through my body as i jolt out of bed. "shit," i say to myself, "shit shit shit." i check the time- 8:30. he could be here any minute. i've been trying my best to not text him but this is important.

y/n:
don't come over. please. that's the last thing i need.

i go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. my face looks tired from everything that has happened.

bzz!

sal: i'm here.

goddamnit.

i put on a sweater and head downstairs, trying to not wake up dad. the door creaks loudly and it takes me a minute to realize how foggy it is.
"jesus christ," i mumble as i walk out of the house. the wind is cold and i can barely see anything.

except a figure at the end of the driveway.

great.

i can tell it's sal the closer i get. that's when i realize he isn't wearing his mask.
"sal?" my voice cracks.
he looks up right away and his eyes are watering. i know it's rude to stare but he's just so beautiful.

i don't say anything after that. i let the silence linger between us as he looks down again. "uh," he says, "i know you think i'm a monster i..." he's at a loss for words. "what i did... wasn't my choice. i mean, i guess it technically was but... i chose the right one."
i cross my arms in disbelief, "and why's that?"

he takes a sigh, "if i didn't... kill your aunt and everybody else then... the infection of the red eyes would spread across nockfell." i look at him, confused, "you expect me to believe that?"
"look, i know you won't and i'm not forcing you to but i just wanted to apologize. i'm sorry i never told you, i'm sorry i had to do that. i'm not wearing my mask so you could take a better look on what someone, who was trying to summon red eye, did to me"

my eyes begin to water as i look at him. he looks truly sorry but i just don't know if could believe him. "i..." i stop and notice him holding a polaroid photo, "what is that?"
sal holds up the polaroid, "it's a picture. of the red eye demon i... wanted to show you."
he shows me and my face goes white. it's a tall figure with red glowing eyes. my mind tries to process everything but it's too much.

"i gotta go," i begin to walk to the door.
"y/n! wait," sal calls out.

i don't respond and keep going towards the house until i'm inside and i can't see him anymore.

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i pace around my room thinking about the photo he showed me. could it be true? is he really telling the truth? i mean the fact that he got released says something...

"y/n?" dad knocks on my door. he opens it slowly and looks at me, "what's wrong?"
my heart starts beating fast, "sal's innocent."

he looks at me, concerned.

"what?"

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oh my god guys i'm finally back from my break!! i'm so excited to be posting especially since i'm fixated on sallyface again :) also, i know there wasn't polaroid proof in the game of the red eye demon but since larry isn't dead in this fic, i couldn't use that. it's all made up and not following the game, mostly. thanks for reading, more chapters soon!!