((Canceled)) Different (A Freddy X Bonnie X Foxy Story)

Ch5 Bullies

Bonnie's POV

Class ended and I closed my sketchbook. Todays day everyone of my classes decides to give me tons of homework. I dont have much of a hard time with homework but it still kinda gets on my nerves sometimes. I was in class and then the bell ringed and and put everything in my bag and zipped it up. Everything except my sketch book. Thats the one thing I wanted to keep out. I walked out of my class and walked towards the exit of the school. My phone bussed and I pulled it out to check it. It was some texts from Freddy.

Freddy: How have you been since yesterday?
Bonnie: I'm ok. Foxy let me text him and then he stopped whenever his class started.
Freddy: wdym?
Bonnie: He let me apologize and tell him I just want to help him and he said "Ill text you when I need you" and then when I asked if he was cutting he didn't answer.
Freddy: Shit. Well Ill talk to him soon. Atleast before winter break starts. Maybe you need to be there with me. Maybe that'll get him talking.
Bonnie: But I hurt him Fred. He won't wanna talk to me.
Freddy: Bon. We've all been best friends ever since we were five. If we show that we care about him and we are willing to help. Maybe he'll tell us.
Bonnie: I hope so. Thank you for your help
Freddy: Of course. I care about both of you so much

That text made me blush madly. I was still walking outside of the school and towards the end of the parking lot so i could walk home.

Freddy: Do you want me too pick you up and take you home?
Bonnie: I guess you could. I'm outside the-

"Hey, why don't you look at that." I heard a voice behind me. "Its the dumb bunny boy." I heard them say again. After hearing that voice i immediately knew that was the bullies. I tried ignoring them and walking away faster but one caught up to me. "Who you texting?" The wolf guy said ripping my phone out of my hand. "Hey!-" I shouted. "Hes texting teddy. Let's see what their talking about." I was about to try and charge for it but then someone ripped my sketch book out of my hand. "Got his little note book too." The chicken said. "Dude c'mon give it back." I begged as he opened the sketchbook. "Oh its a drawing book. Lets see what dumb shit he draws." My heart stopped and i felt like the world froze. I had to make a decision. Either I could get my phone back and they read my sketchbook or get my sketchbook back and they read the text messages. If they read the text messages, they'll have a better reason to bully Foxy and Freddy, but if they look at my sketchbook, that could lead to me getting bullied and them most likely finding out that I like Freddy and Foxy. I couldn't decide. I don't want Freddy and Foxy to be bullied anymore but if they find out i like them. I'm dead. Ugh. Fuck it. I'm not letting them hurt Foxy anymore. I charged and grabbed my phone out of the guys hands and he kicked my shin making me fall. I slammed my side on the ground and tried getting back up but couldn't. "Dumb dumb dumb. Everything is just dumb. He's got dumb shit everywhere. Including his dumb little friends." The chicken said. "Ha. Fucking idiot can't even get up. Next time dont rip something out of my hands idiot." The wolf said kicking my side. I turned in pain and then the other boy kicked me in the stomach. They continued to kick me until I felt so weak the I couldn't tense anymore. The bullies stopped and backed away. The one with my sketchbook started ripping the pages up and then through it on the ground. Then the wolf pulled out his water bottle and poured it on the sketchbook, soaking the pages. "Oops." He said with a chuckle. They both walked away and left me laying on the ground. I tried getting up but my body hurt too much. I looked over at the sketchbook and sighed in relief knowing that they didn't find out about. "Bonnie?" I heard a voice shout. I turned to my side to see Foxy. Oh no. He quickly rushed over to me. "W-w-what happened? Are you ok?" Foxy asked quickly and confused. I tried getting up again but couldn't. "Fuck. Hold up I got you." He said helping me to my feet. I stumbled and couldn't really stand do to the boys kicking my legs. I almost fell but Foxy caught me. "Shit. What happened Bonnie?" He asked again sounding more upset. "Those bullies came and took my phone and sketchbook. And I didn't want them to see my texts and our texts so I charged him and got my phone back. Causing them to beat me up and..." I looked over at my sketchbook that was almost destroyed now. Foxy picked it up including the ripped up pieces. "Its still salvageable. We can fix it don't worry." He said. "Its ok. I don't really need it anymore." I sadly said. I looked at him and he looked so hurt. Fuck this is just gonna make things so much worse for him. "Ill take you home and get you in your bed. Is that ok lad?" Foxy asked. I nodded and he helped me to his truck. "Fuck this is my fault. They wouldn't have hurt you if they wouldn't have seen us talking together." Foxy apologized. "Hey its ok. Its not your fault, love." I said then realizing that I called him "love". "Ok well I'm gonna take you home and get you what you need." He said. I guess he didn't hear it. We made it to his truck and he helped me into the passenger seat while being as cautious as possible. I got in and then he got in the driver's side. He sat down the sketchbookand pages aside. He started driving and he turned on the radio. "So your fine right? Your not bleeding or anything? You not slowly losing eyesight or feeling extremely exhausted?" Foxy quickly asked. "I'm ok. I'm not sure if i am actually bleeding though." I said. "Ill check when we get to your place. Is that ok?" He asked. "Yea thats-" I wined in pain when I tried to move my leg. Foxy looked so hurt. I looked down to see his hand on the arm rest. It looked tense and I could see a little bit of the wrap wrapped around his arm. It looked like dried blood. Poor Foxy. I was tempted to hold it but I knew I couldnt. "Why would they hurt you? Out of everyone." Foxy said. "I'm an easy, weak target. I can't defend myself." I said. "Don't say that. Your not weak.-" "I can't even move without it hurting.-" "And that's not your fault. They hurt you bad and you couldn't do anything." I sighed and tried to move again but squealed a sharp pain again. Then i felt something grab my hand. I looked down to see it was his. It felt warm and soft. It made me smile and my heart warm. "We're almost there don't worry. Just try not to move as much, ok?" He said. I smiled and did as he said. We continued the drive until we made it to my house. Foxy parked the truck, got out and quickly ran to my side of the truck. "Ok you ready?" He asked. I nodded and he grabbed one of my hands and helped me out of the truck. "Your right?" "Yea Im good." I quickly answered. "Ok, are your parents home or do you have a key for the front door?" "I got a key." We made our way to the front door. "My keys are in my bag." I said. Foxy let me go and reached into my nag to grab the keys. "Gottem." He said. He walked over to the front door and unlocked it. He helped me inside and we walked to my room. "You still ok?" Foxy asked again. "Kinda." I replied. "Ill set you down and get you an icepack." Foxy replied. I just nodded. We walked into my room and he helped me to my bed and I sat down. He let go of my hand and looked at me. "Im gonna get the icepack. Im gonna need you to take off your shirt." He said as he backed out of the room. "Dont hurt yourself too much!" He shouted. I did as he said and i took off my hoodie and my shirt. It hurt trying to but I managed the pain. When I finished he immediately showed up with and ice pack he stopped and looked at me for a moment before shaking his head and quickly walking in and up to me. "Ok lets see what we have here." Foxy said turning on my light. "Holy shit!" He shouted in fear. "What is it bad?" I asked. "I-I... Fuck Bonnie im so sorry this happened to you." He said placing the ice pack on my arm. "Its fine. Ill be ok." I said. "Your brused all over." Foxy said as his voice died down. "Please dont get upset. Im ok." He sighed and slowly hugged me. "Does this hurt?" He asked. I hugged back slowly and layed my head on him. "No. It feels nice though." I replied smiling. "Im so sorry." Foxy said with his voice dieing down again. We stayed hugging for a few before he released slowly. We were face to face again. He looked heart broken and his ears were down. Then my phone started ringing. My phone was in my hoodie so Foxy grabbed it. "Its Freddy." He said. He answered it and set it to speaker. "Hey Bonnie I just-" "Freddy, Bonnie got in a fight." Foxy inturupted him quickly. "What?" "Those fucking bullies took Bonnies shit and then kicked him to the ground and fucking beat him." "Holy shit. Your shitting me." "No hes not Fred." I answered him. "Fuck. Where are you guys at now?" Freddy asked sounding very concerned. "At Bonnies house. Im patching him up." Foxy said slowly rubbing my arm. "Do you want me to come over?" Freddy asked. Foxy looked at me for a response. "You can if you wanna." "Alright then im coming over. Ill be there in a bit." Freddy said hanging up. Foxy sat the phone aside and looked at me with a sad face and sighed. "Foxy please dont be upset. Im fine." I said holding his wrist and rubbing it. "I know. It just hurts me to see you hurt." Foxy replied. He tucked his head down. I slipped my hand down to his hand and held it. He held my hand tighter and then he slowly let go. "You need to get some rest." Foxy said. I turned and laid down on my bed. "Thank you Foxy." I said making him smile. "Your welcome Bonnie." I slowly shut my eyes and drfted off to sleep.