" 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑌𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡? "

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦 𝑂𝑛𝑒

Back to being bored out of my mind.
I flopped back on the couch.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket.
I know I shouldn't go on my phone to save it's battery but...... I'm extremely bored.

I opened up YouTube and found myself in a rabbit hole of videos.

About an hour later I noticed my battery percent.

"Shit 38% this battery sucks."

I powered off my phone.

Now I can only use my phone for emergencies.

And just like before the garage door opened abruptly.

"I fucking hate not doing anything." He randomly said.

"Then go to work if you're feeling better." I offered.

"I would do that but my arm is still hurting like hell and I called in sick remember."

I rolled my eyes, "Not my fault you got drunk and stabbed your arm."

William gripped his hand into a tight fist.

"You better watch what you say (y/n) I'm not in the mood."

I smirked.

"What, are your plans for making yourself immortal not working?" I said in a mocking tone.

William walked over to where I was sitting.

I raised my eyebrow.

William tipped my chin up to meet his eyes.

"You should listen to me more love and you might receive a prize."William said seductively.

My face turned bright red.

"I knew I could get you with my accent." He winked.

William then walked up stairs as if nothing happened.

"Why can't I have a normal day?" I thought to myself.

I laid back on the couch.

"Why can't I just go back?"

I closed my eyes.
I need to think of the situation that I am in right.

I just need to relax.

Being lost in my own thoughts I drifted into a sleep.

As my eyes felt less heavy they opened.
I looked around and everything was how it all was.

That was when I noticed a note on the coffee table.

I picked it up and read it.

Dear (y/n),
If you are wondering where I am, I had left to go to the hardware store to get some supplies. I will be back in 2 hours. There is food in the fridge for you to make for lunch. Also don't answer the phone if it rings.

Love William.

Odd, why would he need to be at the hardware store for 2 hours?

He's doing something, something not good.

I got up from the couch.

There is something going on and I need to find out.

The first place I should look is up the stairs in Afton's bedroom.

I know I shouldn't snoop but that's his fault for telling me not to answer the phone if someone calls.
And for being at the store for 2 hours.

I opened his right side nightstand drawer and there was nothing but a big bottle of vodka.

"Drunk ass." I whispered.

I then found my way to his left nightstand drawer.
I opened the top drawer and found a pile of letters.

"What the."

I took the first letter out.
The date read 1983.

Dear William,
Stop calling me we are OVER. Get that in your messed up head of yours. Your a liar and a filthy murder. Don't forget your daughter is dead because of you.

Sincerely Your Ex

Damn William trying to get your girl back.

I grabbed the next letter and the date read 1985, the newest letter.

Dear William,
I've heard of the missing children reports.
You're a sick human I hope you rot in hell Afton.
If you don't turn yourself in I will do it myself.

Sincerely Your Ex.

That's not going to work if he's going to be immortal.
And he will never turn himself in no matter what.

Then my gaze turned to the piece of paper on top of the nightstand.

I picked it up.
The date read June ?, 1985.
That was today.

Dear William,
Answer the phone when I call you today.
We are going to talk and sort things out. I want you back William no matter how crazy you are.

Love Clara.
(I don't know if that's Mrs. Afton's name so ima go with Clara.)

Wow I didn't expect that especially after she called him a murderer.
Maybe that's why William didn't want me to answer the phone.

And with the luck that I have the phone from downstairs started to ring.

"Oh shit."

I put the letters back and ran to the phone.

Should I answer it?

I reached for the phone and picked it up.

I guess that's a yes.

"This is the Afton's household." I said.

"Hello is William there?" A soft spoken woman spoke.

"Ummm no but he'll be back in 2 hours."

The woman on the other side who I assumed to be Clara grunted.

"Well I need to talk to him and who are you anyway?"

Shit what do I say?

"I'm (y/n) a friend of William and Mike."

Clara then sighed, "Can you tell William to call me back when he comes back. And tell Michael that I love him."

I doubt that William will call her back but it's sweet of her to want to say that she loves Mike.

"Okay I will, you have a good day ma'am."

The line went dead. She hung up and didn't even say bye.
Bitch.

I put the phone back on the wall and turned to the fridge.

"I guess I can eat an early lunch."