" 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑌𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡? "

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝑤𝑜

Footsteps ran up the stairs. I looked around the room to find somewhere to hide until the door handle to the room started to shake.

"Shit I'm screwed." I blurted.

The door swung open and there standing was the same man and a boy around 13 maybe 14.

"Hi we meet again." I said awkwardly.

"What the the hell are doing in my house!" The man had a british accent to his voice.

"Listen I can explain."

"Have fun explaining to the police then."

I was expecting him to take his phone out of his pocket when I remembered.
It's 1985 no one has iPhones.
I a flight or flight moment I grabbed the man's arm.

"Please don't call the police, let me explain."

He turned his head and glared at me. That's when I noticed something. He looks familiar.

"Are you William Afton?"

He looked directly at me.

"Yes I am, and I sure would love an explanation now."

I couldn't believe I was in a murders house. That boy who was standing next to William must be his son, Michael. (So in this story the crying child doesn't exist but Elizabeth did but she dead now)

"Ok, ok it would be hard to believe though."

"So I'm from the year 2021."

"Yeah I'm calling the police."

I couldn't get arrested in the past that would not be good.

"I have proof though." I took my phone out and held it up.

William and Michael looked at it srangly.

"See and look what it can do."

"You can watch videos just from a tiny device or play games on it too."

I pulled up YouTube and played a video. I also went on an app to show them that too.

"Whoa." Michael said awed by what I had.

"Ok so maybe you are from the future but why did you break into my house." William pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Well I need somewhere to sleep until I can go back to my time." I looked around the little girls room which had to be his daughter Elizabeth.

"Can we also talk about this in another room."

"Sure." Michael said excitedly and guided me to their living room.

Michael sure was excited to hear about what the future would be like. We both sat on the couch and William continued to stand.

"Are there flying cars in the future!?" Michael asked.

"I wish but no there aren't."

Michael looked upset with my answer.

"Oh are there...." Then he stopped mid sentence.

"Wait I never ask for your name!"

"And that's why Michael you can't get a girlfriend." William bluntly said to his son.

"Yeah and you can't manage to keep a wife!"

That was probably the wrong thing for Michael to say. William was about to slap Michael when I said,

"My name is (y/n), (y/n) (l/n)."

"Ooo that's a nice name." Michael said smiling knowing that I had prevented him from getting slapped.

"Hmm yes that is a nice name, quite a beautiful one actually."

Did a murderer call my name beautiful? Meh I bet he is just being nice.

"Thanks." I smiled.

"Hey (y/n) how old are you?" Michael asked.

"I'm seventeen."

"Oh so we are close in age, I'm 13"

"And my dad over there is 26"

And I was not expecting him to be that young.

"Miss (y/n)."

"Yesssss."

"What is 2021 like?"

"Mmm shit."

"How so?"

"Well in 2020 there was a global pandemic called Corona Virus and it killed lots of people."

"And a lot more shit that has happened but things have cooled down a lot so I'd say 2021 is somewhat good and shity."

"Wow that does sound like shit."

I let out a small laugh.

"Sooooo do you have any food?" I say looking up at William.

"I do but I think you should spend your own money for food, unless you don't have any."

That cocky bastard.

"I actually do."

I took out the 100 dollar bill from my phone case.

"See 100 dollars."

William's and Michael's eyes went wide in surprise.

"What it's just $100." Then I paused.

"Oh right this is the 80's where a 100 dollar bill is a lot of money."

"Where did you get it from?" William asks.

"I won it from a bet."

"I also won this 20 from a bet too."

I looked at the 20. I sure do miss Olivia now and I miss my home.

"I have a feeling you got it from doing something stupid."

"You sure are right Mr. Afton."

"Please call me William."

His british accent was so flattering and could make any girl blush including myself.
I nodded my head.

"I'm going to make dinner anyway so you can have that."

"Thanks William." I smiled and he gave me a smile back.

I saw Michael creeping up the stairs like he didn't want anyone to see him.

"And you Michael Afton have homework to finish."

"Fine."
Michael marched into the Kitchen and I figured his homework was in there.

I was about to get up from the couch when William put his arm out and stopped me.

"You're not going anywhere (y/n)."

"What, why?"

"Because I don't want you going through any of my stuff."

"It's not like I don't know what you're hiding." I mumbled.

"What did you say (y/n)?"

"Nothing, I'll stay on the couch."

"Great!"

William smiled and walked past me then said quietly to me.

"Just don't get close to me when I have a knife."