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Chapter 8

*TRIGGER WARNING*
I have never self harmed so I don't know what it feels like. So, I apologize if it's so rubbish.

SMACK

"You never do anything right do you?" She screeches in my ear.

"I-I'm sorry mother! Please forgive me!!" My 9 year old self pleads. Mother glared at me as she closed the door to the fridge.

She took a long sip of the beer in her hands and sets it down on the table. Her repainted black nails squish my face as she pulls me closer to her. Her breath smelled of alcohol and drugs.

"Cook it again. Do it right this time or I'll send you to the basement." She hissed as she lets go of my face. I land on the cold tiled floor and wince at the blood dripping down my chin.

"Clean up. I don't want to taste blood in my food." She glared at me and picked up her bottle. She walked by me, not before kicking me in the stomach, and exited the kitchen.

Tears started to stream down my pale, bloody face and I whimpered as I got up. I limped towards the sink and struggle to turn on the faucet that was out of my reach. I sighed as I turned it on and let my bruised arm be washed by the cold water.

After drying up, I went to the pan again and stared at the burnt food I was told to cook. Under pressure I tried to make it go faster by turning the stove hotter. I look at the food blankly and throw it away.

"Let's do this...7th time's the charm...right?"

I woke up in a dark stage. Foxy was underneath me with a blanket covering his short body. He was in animatronic form and was turned off.

I close my eyes and think about the memory. I had cooked 13 times in a row just to get it right. Each time I would do something wrong, mother would try to claw out my eyes and hit me with a broken wooden chair leg.

I got so many bruises and scratches that haven't healed from that...

I soon got this feeling. To see blood. I glance at Foxy and step over him to the entrance of the cove.

It was daytime now, kids were screaming and running around. While parents kept a close eye on their kids or chatted with other parents. I slip out of the cove and into the women's bathroom. I then locked it.

I pulled out the pocket knife from my hoodie pocket. I stared at it then my wrist. It had been 3 days since my last..."session."

I sigh and fold up my jacket sleeve.

"I'm going to regret this..." I whispered as I flipped open the knife. I breath in and out, rethinking if I should really do this.

"F(ishery) it." I whispered and I made the first slash.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

S-there was a knock on the door. I groaned in frustration and hide my arm and knife. I open the door to see Chica there, looking at me worriedly. She was in her human form and I was confused.

"Break time. What are you doing? And what took you so long?!" She shrieked. I shushed her and pulled her in.

She shrieked again as she pointed at something. I raise an eyebrow and look at what she was shrieking at.
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It was a cockroach.

She jumped on me and scrambled to the other side of the bathroom. I sighed and stomped on the cockroach. She sighed and started to bow at me.

She kept on mumbling something. Along the lines of, "You're my savior!" or, "Thank you!"

She had fake tears streaming down her face and wailing about how I saved her from death. I rolled my eyes and she grabbed my cut up arm. I wince slightly and stare at her.

"You...okay?" I nod stiffly and yank my arm out of her grasp.

"I'm fine. I'm just fine." I choke out. I walked out of the bathroom and back into Pirate's Cove. When I entered, Foxy was sitting on the hammock.

He was looking at his hook. Then his golden eyes looked at me.

"I've been expecting ye..." He says in a deep husky voice. I raise an eyebrow at this and sweat dropped as he morphed into his human form.

"Just kidding laddie, where were ya?" He joked. I mutter, "Bathroom."

He nods and peeks out the curtain. "It's really lonely in here. I miss the old days where I was out there." He said in a longing voice.

I nod stiffly and yawn. "I'm gonna get more sleep. Wake me up when it's midnight." I said.

He nods and continued to look out. I sigh and lay down and closed my eyes.

'I hope there aren't any nightmares anymore...'

A/n: EYYO! I really don't self harm, I don't know what the person feels when doing it. I apologize for my rubbish writing!

*bows continuously*

Anywho, hope you enjoyed!
Byeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!