Y/n = your name
L/N = your last name
H/c = Hair color
H/l = Hair length
F/c = favourite color
F/f = favourite food
F/D = favourite drink
These won't all be in this chapter but so you know when reading this series in the near future.
(WARNING/ Chapter starts off with abuse. Some people
Second person pov flashback
It was dark, you were sorrounded by soft fabrics.
Suddenly feeling someone hold onto you tightly. A crack of light in the door shone on the persons features. Only so little you could only make out she was a older female.
Afew strands of (H/L) (H/C) showed from the light. Her face was covered by the darkness of the small space like a blanket.
She kept a tight grip on you whilst hushing you, whenever you made so little noise.
Banging and thumping was heard outside the door. "Woman why are you hiding from me!? What does he have that I don't!?" A low males voice shouted. A shadow appeared in the cracking.
You shivered, the females grip tighten on you.
"She's not mine isn't she!? You manipulative bitch!" He shouted once more before speaking softly "Please Charlotte..".
The foot steps crept closer and closer to the door. The older female took a nearby clothing and threw it over you. You whimpered slightly when she tucked you nicely in the corner of the small boxed in space.
You hid under the large amount of fabrics. The aroma of sweet scented roses came off the fabrics above.
The door slammed open, you covered your mouth preventing any sound from escaping.
"You fucken whore." You couldn't see what was happening in the moment. But consistent screaming and banging filled your ears. Noise wasn't the best but it was better than watching it all unfold.
It was eventually muffled out by the door being slammed shut.
Waking up from the slumber, forehead sweaty, eyes glassy.
Your breath was heavy, each breath dragged in at a quick pace.
Alarm only blazing abit after, you quickly turned it off. Exhaling a groan, what a horrifying dream.
You took a look at the time, the bright screen lit up "10am" you slept in? That was unlike you.
The alarm seemed to have been going off since 6am, being put on a repeat on every hour. How you didn't wake up from it, was a mystery.
You flicked afew strands of your (h/c) hair out of your eyes. Swinging your feet to the side of the bed, feet touching the soft carpeted floor. You stood up, from underneath you. The sun poked through the curtains cracks.
Your eyes flicked towards the door when it squeaked opened.
"Y/N" the grey headed male poked his head through the open crack of it.
Where the fuck have you been for the last two to three months?
"Oh uncle? I'm surprised you're here.."
"Well yes.. I've been away taking care of afton robotics classes.." The old man usually spent time in his school for future robotics engineers for the Fazbear company. The pizza plex also offers animatronics to people who can pay enough to afford them. He managed to start it up during your years away from home.
"I know I know, didnt expect you to be back so soon"
"Well.. There's breakfast down stairs, wish to join me?" He offered.
You smiled back at the old gentlemen, "sure"
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Monty second pov
Been about a week now, the tanned female wasn't having so much fun with the gator.
The gator on the other hand started to feel bad for terrifying the poor thing. Still didn't make anything better, she seemed to perfer to keep a distance from all the animatronics alone. Honestly it wasn't helpful considerin her job is based around animatronics, so running from them was not so much a choice.
Wasn't his fault, she was just so easily afraid. Even him calling out to her makes her faint.
Which brings you to this situation right now, the female was limp against the floor. He in which ended up poking her with a pencil he had found nearby.
From the amount of times she had fainted her waking up abit later was most likely.
But instead of taking to her to the staff facilities for the hundredth time, and reciving a look from the head of staff. He just chose to keep her where she was.
With a large exhaled sigh he proceeded to poke the unconscious female, like it was going to make a difference.
He felt a slight sharp loneliness without you, he also perfered to be fixed by someone who wouldn't faint half way through the process.
Atleast you would do the job quickly and have a good mood afterwards. Most times would strike up a conversation without hesitation. That is something he like about you, you treated him as a friend or someone close.
Everytime you two met you would have such a upbeat mood towards the reptile. It gave him that sense of warmth.. it felt great for him.
Eventually he was brought back to reality, the female had still laid there limp. After abit of her not responding to his attempts of waking her, he got fed up and took the tanned female to the staff facilities.
To be stop by a blond female, eyes bright green. "Oh what happened here?" She asked.
"Oh uh she had fainted, She's done this on multiple occasions. I'm just taking her to the staff facilities" he replied in a monotone.
"I see" she glanced up at the tanned female which laid waste on the gators shoulder.
"Uhm could you like move so I can take her there?" The females eyes flicked back to him. She didn't reply to his request, nor did as he asked.
A long wave of silence filled the room, the gator didn't understand what she was doing down here. And more so isn't she supposed to be on petrol?
Why was she messing around down here?
A grin forming at her lips "I don't think that's nesscery."
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