All mine (William Afton x reader)

Chapter 7

Once I came home on that fateful Thursday afternoon I definitely got a call from Gianna asking about all the nitty gritty stuff that took place. "Soooo?" She hummed with excitement. "Dude why are you so interested in hearing this shit?" I laughed. "Because I need to know the drama!" She whined. "Okay yeah whatever." I rolled my eyes laughing. "So I have this lady with her family of 4, and she's complaining that the pizza was cold and that she wanted a refund." I said. "But here's the thing...the whole pizza was gone! This was a x-large pizza." I continued. "I tried to explain that I couldn't but her last 2 working brain cells thought I was calling her fat cause she ate the whole pizza or something." This was all unreal. "Wow, I think she knew what she was doing." She said to me. "Exactly! So she's over here calling me all types of whore in front of children and I tried to walk away but noooo!" I yelled feeling my anger come up in a humorous manner. Gianna was laughing her ass off, but damn this really did irk the living shit out of me, people just suck big nuts. "Is that when she threw a pizza pan at your head?" She filled in. "Yes." I flatly said as she continues to die of laughter on the other side of the line.

"Man I could never! So then?" She took deep breaths trying her best to contain the laughter she couldn't stop doing. "Bro that was a big ass, heavy ass deep dish pizza pan too." I decided to laugh along side her. "Well I lost my patience and I wasn't going to let that shit slide, so I punched her and started hitting her with the pan. William stopped me though." I got that warm fuzzy feeling saying his name, forgetting about that lady's stupidity. "Ouuuu! You mean Mr. Afton?" She teased me. "You're calling him by his first name now, you're really in love." She joked around. "Shut up! That's his name and anyone can address him by it." I became slightly defensive. "Yeah sure, so then British daddy man comes to the rescue!" I could hear her grin on the other end. "He pulled me away, and he yelled at me." I said. Gianna sarcastically gasped at what I said. "Mr. Afton, yelling? At you? Oh no!" She laughed. "Yeah it was scary, he's usually very easy going with me. I was scared I'd lose my job." I said reminiscing about his touch after he got upset with me. "But you didn't." She said. "Yeah, I explained it to him and...." I didn't know how to finish, what happened between us was meant to stay between only us. "Yeah I mean, he was nice enough to let keep my job." I shrugged acting oblivious to the fact I was so desperate to take him in that dark messy office. "Yeah...right." She rolled her eyes and chuckled. "He's such a nice man Gi, he's been good to me. I don't know why you judge him." I nag.

"Dude the man that you know is not what everyone else gets i'm just saying. Usually he would've yelled at and fired whoever else pulled off what you did." She explained. "I guess..." I just accepted it because deep down it's starting to sound more and more true as the days pass by. "I know so." She finished off. "My punishment is that I'll have to help Mr. Emily on Saturday with his daughter's birthday party, it'll just be me and him, so lots of work." I said. "And you agreed to that?" Gianna scoffed. "Yeah, I don't mind it." I shrugged. "You could've been partying with me!" She pouted over the phone. "Well looks like you're just going to have to settle with Friday, and hey didn't we agree we would get drunk at each others house?" I brought up. "Yeah okay okay." She said. "We're getting drunk at yours cause I don't have a TV." I laughed. "Okay sounds good. We'll try not to annoy Jonathan too much." She laughs. "What's been up with you?" I asked. "Nothing much, just going to work coming home, smoking a joint, watching TV, paying bills, the usual." She chuckled. "That's all nice but you smoke without me?" I laugh slightly offended. "Yeah how am I supposed to know you smoke." She said back. "Okay fine you got me, but invite me next time." I say jokingly. "Okay y/n I'll see ya tomorrow at work." She said. "Bye." I ended the call and went about the rest of my night.

Today is Friday, it's going to be my first week working at Freddie's. I've still got tomorrow though, I promised Mr. Emily I'd come help at his daughters birthday party. Well I didn't really have a choice, I just happened to get myself into trouble from an impulse. But that's all in the past and I'm grateful to be making up for it, it's the least I can do. Seeing how Mr. Emily cared for his daughter, really putting thought into what he did, how he did it, made me happy but almost a little jealous of that girl. I say jealous because I never got to experience that with my dad, I had some good times with him before he passed. Before my mom lost herself into the grasp of love and codependency. She wanted to forget my father so badly she threw herself with someone else, hoping to not lose them the same way she lost my dad. Speaking of, to my surprise they haven't found where I am and sometimes I do wonder if they even miss me. Like did they care that I left or are they scared their backup piggy bank isn't there? I dunno just a little food for thought whenever I get a little homesick, it's weird I'll miss my life back there sometimes. Maybe that's cause I have to fully take charge now, but yeah I wish my mom could've been strong enough to leave the one person that brought hell upon us for years.