FNAF x Reader: Till Death Do Us Part Chapter 9

    I shivered in my seat and checked the time. 11:55. Only five more minutes till midnight. I'd been sitting in that spot, unmoving, for 25 minutes, but it had felt like an eternity. Each minute felt like a lifetime. And as scared as I was, I didn't think my lifetime would extend much longer.
    The bell finally chimed to signal midnight, and I let out a short sigh of relief. Even though I was still afraid, I knew Freddy and the others would keep me safe. Seeing I was probably safe for the next few hours, I opened the doors and waited for the others to show up. Much to my surprise, the phone rang causing me to nearly jump out of my skin. After a moment, it switched over to the answering machine.
    The message that played wasn't the usual sort of speech that phone guy typically gave. Obviously, since he sounded like he died in the last message. Instead, I heard a distorted garble of words. It didn't sound intelligible, but it creeped me out to no end. "This is almost creepier than when it sounded like he died," I mumbled to myself.
    As I was listening to the message and trying to decipher the jumbled up words, I felt a hand come to rest on my shoulder. I screeched in terror and jumped away, tripping over my chair and almost hitting my head on the desk. I scooted backwards and curled into a ball, whimpering. Finally looking at the other presence in the room, I saw Goldie standing behind my desk, his paw still hanging in midair and a startled look on his face.
    I glared and growled in annoyance, "Geez, Goldie, don't do that! You nearly gave me a heart attack..."
    He grinned sheepishly and lowered his arm back to his side. "Sorry, (y\n). I was tracking the Marionette through the vents. I noticed he was heading this way and I was just wanting to check on you and make sure you're all right."
    I smiled softly. "Thanks, Goldie. That's really sweet of you."
    "So how's the hunt going?" he asked.
    I frowned and sighed heavily, standing and dusting myself off. "Not great, to be perfectly honest."
    "I heard you talking to some of the others, saying you think it could be the guy on the phone. Still don't know who he is?" he questioned further.
    "No, I don't. And that's not the only problem, either. I don't know anything about the guy! And... There's the possibility he could be tracking me down so he can kill me too." I cringed and squeezed my eyes shut, shivering again.
    I heard him shuffle closer and felt him wrap his arms around me, hugging me. "I'm sorry, (y\n)," he murmured. "But I'm sure it'll all turn out OK."
    I looked up at him and saw him smiling down at me. I exhaled sharply and forced a weak smile. "I hope you're right, Goldie."
    We heard some footsteps approaching from the left hallway. Goldie groaned softly. "That's probably Freddy." He released me and started to head out the opposite door. "See you later, (y\n)."
    My eyebrows creased in confusion. I opened my mouth to protest him leaving but was cut off by Freddy waltzing into the room. "Evening, (y\n)!" he said cheerfully.
    I looked toward him and grinned. "Hey, Freddy."
    He placed his arm around my shoulder and began leading me toward the show stage. "How was your day, dear?" he asked. He arched his eyebrow at me while he waited for my answer.
    I bit my lip and stared at the ground. "Um... Actually, Freddy, I... I-I need to talk to you guys about that," I stuttered nervously.
    His eyebrows came together, forming a nervous expression. "Something happened, didn't it."
    I nodded slowly, unwilling to look at him.
    We got to the party room where the others were waiting. "Hi, (y\n)!" Chica squealed excitedly, about to run up and hug me, before she saw Freddy's and my anxious expressions.
    Bonnie took a step forward, his ears flattening in concern. "(Y-y\n), is everything OK?"
    I simply shook my head, a tremor running down my spine.
    "Lass," Foxy said, stepping out from behind Pirate's Cove, "what happened te ye?"
    I wrapped my arms around myself and leaned into Freddy for comfort. I couldn't help the shivers that shot through my body and I couldn't force any words beyond my shattering teeth aside from, "H-he knows."
    Freddy's eyes widened in horror. He grasped my shoulders with his large paws and forced me to look at him. "(Y\n), are you absolutely sure that he knows?"
    I nodded numbly. "I-I got home and checked my computer after I took a shower. I-I was going to delete my browser history like you told me to, b-but I saw Facebook had been opened recently which was strange cause I haven't used it lately. I opened the tab and everything looked fine until... Until..." I gulped, pausing and trying to keep my composure. "I scrolled down to the last post and it said " Gotcha" and it was tagged here and posted while I was on my shift last night. H-he knows everything I've been doing. Not only that but he's been in my house! He knows everything about me and I don't know a single thing about him!" I bursted into tears and sobbed into Freddy's chest. "Freddy, I'm so scared," I whispered through my tears.
    He hugged me close, trying his best to comfort me. "You didn't stay at your house, did you?"
    I shook my head. "No. I packed a bag and went to a hotel. I'm not going home. Not for a long time, at least."
    "Well... Hopefully he hasn't tracked you there. Maybe everything will be fine," he said encouragingly.
    "I-I'm sorry I abandoned you guys," I cried. "I'm sorry I never came back to see you after what happened. I'm sorry I forgot."
    "Oh, (y\n)," Chica cooed gently. "It's all right, sweetie. We can't blame you."
    "No, it's not all right!" I shouted, turning to face them. "But either way," I said more calmly, "I'm glad I had the last few days with you guys. It's not much, but it means the world to me to be able to call you all my friends." I smiled weakly at them and they all smiled back at me.
   "Aye, lass, it means just as much te have ye here with us," Foxy said warmly.
    I ran over and hugged the fox tightly, catching him off guard and causing him to stumble backwards some to keep his balance. I couldn't stop the tears that poured down my cheeks or the sobs that escaped my throat. "I think I'll miss you most of all, Foxy! I remember why I loved you so much all those years ago. You'll always be my captain."
    Foxy hugged me tightly, resting his mussel against the top of my head. "And ye'll always be me first mate. And if this ol' sea dog has anythin te say 'bout it, not a bit o harm will come te ye."
    "Oh, guys!" Chica cried, running over and hugging us both. Bonnie followed suit, a few oily tears leaking from his eyes. Freddy chuckled and joined our group hug.
    "I promise, (y\n), that as long as you're here, we'll do everything we can to protect you," Freddy stated firmly. "You're family."
    I smiled widely, no longer feeling afraid in this tangled embrace. "Thank you, Freddy. You guys are the best family I could ever have."
    After a few minutes of very emotional hugging, we finally released each other. They all tried their best to keep my spirits boosted that night, and admittedly, it helped some, but I knew I would be engulfed by fear once my shift was over. It was only a matter of time before I completely broke down. I started wondering in the back of my mind which would happen first: I lose my mind or phone guy kills me. I shook my head clear of these thoughts and focused my best on the chatter coming from my friends and the wondrous pizza Chica had prepared for us.
    In the middle of chowing down on a pizza slice and listening to some of Bonnie's horrid puns, 6 a.m. came and brought everything to an immediate halt. I sighed and forced myself to my feet. "I guess it's true that nothing lasts forever," I mumbled sourly. I went into my office and grabbed my keys before heading out the front. I locked the door behind me, trying to fight off the sinking feeling in my gut.
    As I was turning to leave, a hand clamped over my mouth and my struggling form was drug into a dark alleyway. Tears streamed down my face as a darkly clad figure slammed me into a brick wall. I winced and whimpered in pain and fear, eliciting a chuckle from the man in front of me. Because of the way the shadows fell on his face, I couldn't tell what he looked like aside from the bit of scruff that dusted his chin and jawline.
    "Hey, looks like I finally gotcha!" he half growled, half laughed. "A good thing Freddy and his gang didn't kill you. Makes things more fun for me." Then he slammed my head repeatedly into the wall, knocking me unconscious.