~~Chapter 20~~

Previously...

"I found it. It's kinda big-"

"Wanna... Go play golf or something?"

"I want food, then I wanna at least try golf, if we can find a pass, and then play some free arcades?"

"Yeah, no problem."

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Gregory POV

We went to El Chips, again, and now we're playing Monty Golf. Y/N used the pass to get in and since, we've been here for around 10 minutes. I lean against the rail blocking the path. It's going to be lonely without her. But what could I do.. ? I sigh. I hear a cheer then my name. "Gregory!" I look towards the voice. "Hm?" "I got a hole in one!" I smile. "Good job, swee-" I stop myself before I could finish. Turning pink, I finish as to not seem weirder then I already do. "Eeetarts. Yeah. Have you heard of Sweetarts? They're a type of candy and they taste really good!" She raises an eyebrow at me. "Umm.. Okay. Your turn." She moves to the hole to watch me.

I walk over, set down my ball, and get in to the stance. Swinging my club, it hits the ball softly, causing it to go in to the hole. I walk over and grab it from the hole. "Good job, Gregory!" She widely grins. "Thank you. Next hole c'mon." "Okay." I start leading her to the other hole, and lean on the rail again as she takes her turn. I can't stop thinking about her. These past nights, I've been thinking of her over and over like she's a song stuck in my head. Every time smiles at me, I get a bit more nervous. And that one dream? I don't wanna think about it, but... Why do I care about her so much?

How come I almost called her 'Sweetheart'? She tells me it's my turn, so I do the same as before, this time taking two hits instead of one. When we hold hands, my face heats up. I turn to her. Whenever she's around me, I get the sudden urge to protect her. When she's worried about me, I feel special, and when she's sad I want to squeeze her and tell her everything's okay. I look at the ground, thinking. Is this what it feels like... Am I...

In love?

I instantly turn red. No! No. That can't be it. I'm not in love, am I? I watch as she hits her ball, focusing. I shake my head. There's no way. I told myself after my parents, the people on the streets and students, that I wouldn't care for anyone. I look at the ground. I can't. They'll turn on me, and say they were only pretending to be. Or it was a dare. But she's... Different... She's only been there for me each night and day we've been stuck here. She reminds me of someone from a while ago...

Flashback....

I sat on the floor, looking at the ground as other children played around the playground. I sigh, no one likes me. Mommy and Daddy don't, so why would they? All they do is judge me and call me the quiet kid. Is that why they're always bullies? My eyes start to water at the thoughts swarming my head. I look at the bruises on my arms and legs. "Hey are you okay?" I look up. It's a girl. "I-I um.." I stutter, scooting away. "W-Why are you here? D-Don't I look stupid to you?" Her face softens and she sits down in front of me. 

"No! Why would I? You look fine." She says, then noticing the cuts on me. Most noticeable is the one on my left cheek. "Oh no! You have a Ouchy!" I hold my hand up to my cheek, touching it and flinching. "It's ok.. It's just a small scratch, it's nothing." She shakes her head quickly and stands up. "I'll get a band-aid! Stay here!" She quickly runs off to one of the teachers watching other kids and stops, talking to him. He hands her something and she quickly runs back, huffing. She unwraps the band-aid and puts it on my cheek. I watch as she does so.

"There! All fixed now!" She smiles widely, sitting down. I laugh. "Mhm." She crosses her legs, and looks at me. "I'm Y/N. What's your name?" She tilts her head. "I'm..." I look at the tree we're sitting next to nervously. After a few seconds, I turn back to her and smile. "I'm.. Gregory." She grins, holding out her hand. "Hi, Gregory. Wanna be friends?" I smile, shaking her hand happily. "Mhm. Sure!" She squeals and stands up, holding my hand. "Let's go swing and get to know each other!!" I laugh as I get dragged by the girl. "Okay!"

End of Flashback...

I smile at the memory. Now that I think about it, She kind of looks like her. Just, grown-up version. "Gregory? Are you done then? You're zoning out each time you lean on something." I look at her, taking my elbows off the cold yellow rails. "Sorry- No, we can continue playing-" "You seem like you don't want to though. Let's go put our clubs and balls back." "Okay.." I follow her towards the entrance. She's not wrong, I have been spacing a lot. It's her fault though. If she didn't look so GOD DAMN FINE(Ayo ?)--- I wouldn't be thinking of her. Eh, she can't help it though. We set our things back in to the barrels they were in and went to the elevator. Pressing the button, I backed up and stared at the doors. Thoughts still continued through my head.

The doors open and we both step out. I check my watch. It's still about 6pm. About 13 hours left. "What now?" I ask as she looks at me. I put down my arm. "Superstar-cade?" She nods her head. "K." I grab her hand and start to walk out. She follows, looking at me for a moment, before looking back in front of her.

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"Alright. Here's the tokens. Use em' wisely." I hand her the tokens that are in a small cup and she smiles. "Thank you Gregory!" I chuckle. "Yeah. No problem. Anytime." She turns around and starts to silently play the arcades. I watch closely, seeing how she struggled with the older games. She gets to level two, then dies. "Aw, man. You wanna try?" She steps out of the way, nodding her head to the machine. I shrug. "Yeah. Why not?" I put a hand over the buttons and one on the stick. I start the game, and, well, play. Y/N watches as I do so. I start getting in to the pattern, killing most of the guys on the screen.

After a minute or two, I end up dying. "Wow. You're good-" I chuckle, backing away and shrug. "It's not too hard if you find the pattern." She hums. "Okay." She starts looking around for another game. She ends up finding Fazbear Noir and puts in the coins. I walk over, watching. The screen turns on, and is black with stars all over it and the buttons for the game. She presses play, and the screen goes to a pizzeria with children scattered around. There's a stack of pizza's, but there's no black bear on the screen. Confused, Y/N moves the brown bear towards the stack of pizza. "So.. Do I give them pizza?" I shrug. "I don't know. Try."

She nods and walks to a child, giving the pizza over. She does that a few other times. She sighs. "This is boring. I didn't think it'd be like this-" Suddenly, after she gives the child the pizza, the children stop cheering and become grey figures. The bear turns to the one of the arcade machine. "Ooo. Finally." She grabs another pizza. Trying to give the kid the pizza, the screen freezes. "What?" Y/N raises an eyebrow. She starts to tap the button in hopes it would start to work again.

I hum, then it starts working again, but this time, there were grey piles of things in each corner of the room. The character was a black and white puppet. Thick words 'Gift Life' were on the top. "Where are the pizzas..?" I shrug and she starts moving towards a grey figure. Once she gets to it, it has a bear mask put on its face. She turns to the next, giving it a yellow mask. Then the other two being a red fox, and one a rabbit, I think. For a split second, I swear I saw another grey kid in the middle, then the screen shuts off. "Did you see that?" I ask, turning to her. "No? What?" "Another grey thing appeared in the middle before it shut off." "Weird..." She turns around, looking at the rest of the arcade. I turn back to the game. It's back at the tittle screen. This place is weird... I shrug it off and follow Y/N to other games.

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We've been playing arcades for a few hours. I haven't been keeping track, but it's probably been maybe 3 hours. I've learned these games are pretty weird. Maybe Fazbear Entertainment is keeping more secrets from the public after all... I mean, I know about the missing children, a lot do. But, a lot also think it's wrong. Great for the company, sad for the parents. At least their parents care enough to cry over your disappearances, kids. Okay, now I'm being rude to possibly dead children. "Gregory? What time is it?" I look at her for a second, then at my watch. "10:03." "Okay. I'm feeling a bit tired. Can we go to bed?" I nod slowly, following her to the entrance of the arcade. I look at the ground, knowing once we wake up, we'll only have little time left.

We walk through the atrium and the small construction hall in to the convenience counter area, then through that door, walking to Freddy's. "Superstars! Welcome back. Tonight's the night." Freddy happily says, standing up and smiling. I nod. Y/N smiles. "Yeah, it is." She tries sounding enthusiastic, but fails. Freddy's face softens. "Why are you two upset? Don't you want to get out?" I look at my face in the mirror and see Y/N put her hands in the jackets front pocket. "It's complicated.." I answer, sitting in the chair and closing my eyes. "Oh.. Well, sleep well. I'll wake you up 10 minutes before the doors open." Freddy informs. Two loud clanks are heard before silence. I drift off to sleep.

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We walk out of the door and on the sidewalk. She turns but I reach out and grab her wrist. "Wait. I know this is weird, but... I like you! I've like you fo-" "Ew.. Why would I like you? You're weird and ugly. No one wants to date a freak like you." She pulls her wrist back from my shocked form and turns, heading down the side walk to the darkness of the night. My eyes tear up. I watch as she walks away, tears rolling down my cheeks. My fists clench and I turn around, walking to god know where. I start sobbing as thoughts go through my head.

                                                                               Idiot.

Why would she date you?

                                                                                                               Freak.

                                                 You screwed up.

I fall to my knees, sobbing. I knew she wouldn't like me. Knew it.

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"Superstar? Are you okay?" I open my eyes and notice my eyes have tears in them and my cheeks are wet. I rub my eyes and nod. "Yeah. Sorry." "Okay. Well, the doors will open soon. You should get going." Y/N walks to the door. I stand up and walk out of it, heading to the atrium elevators. "Why were you crying?" "Don't worry about it." "Was it another bad dream?" She turns to me. I don't do anything just continued walking. I can't confess to her. The dream ruined it. What if that's my conscience telling me not to?

Yeah, I won't. She'll reject me. I'm just a freak, anyway. I press the button and lean against the wall. She doesn't care. I look at my bandaged hands. It's just all an act. She doesn't give a crap about me. I'm just a useless boy that no one cares for. Useless.. The doors open and we both walk out, heading to the doors. This is it. Hell's over. We're finally free. Before we could walk out, Freddy takes our shoulders and turns us around. "I guess this is goodbye..."He says sadly looking down at us.

I don't want to leave him either... "No! Freddy, we could take you! We'll find somewhere!" He shakes his head. "No. My systems would shut down in an hour without a charging station. It is.. My design." I look at the ground. He pulls us in to a hug. "If we leave, it'll never change, will it? Kids will keep disappearing." "I'm afraid so.." Freddy lets go of the hug. "Never come back. It will never be safe. I'll miss you two." "I'll miss you too Freddy." Y/N says, sadly looking up at him. "Goodbye Fred. I'll miss you too." We both walk out of the door, letting it close behind us. 

Y/N looks at me. "So.. This is goodbye, then, huh?" She says. I can see her eyes tear up in the street light. I nod. "Yeah. I guess so..." She looks at the ground. "I'll see you around, then." She turns around, still looking at the ground. I turn around, walking in the opposite direction. No. No. I can't just leave her... I can't. I spin around and run to her, grabbing her wrist. "Wait! I can't. I don't want you to leave. I-" She looks at me, surprised. 

"I-I like you, okay?!" Her face turns pink and her eyes widen. "I've liked you since the first night. I didn't know what it was at first, but now I do." I look her in the eyes. "I love you, Y/N. If you don't feel the same, that's fine. But nothing will change that fact." I let go of her wrist and step back. She then spins around, running towards me and wraps her arms around me. I stumble back at bit, but then wrap my arms around her. "I like you too!" She says as she looks up, tears going down her cheeks with a big smile. I smile back at her, hugging her tightly.

I burry my face in to the crook of her neck. "I'll never let anyone hurt you." She lays her head on my shoulder and sniffles. We pull out of the hug and smile at each other. "What now?" "I know a place. C'mon." "Okay," I grab her hand, intertwining my fingers with hers, leading her to the tree on that hill over looking the town. It isn't that far of a walk, so we're there in only a few minutes. "Whoa..." She looks at the city beneath us. I nod my head. "Yeah, beautiful, isn't it?" She nods. I wrap my arms around her from behind, laying my head on her shoulder. No one will ever hurt you when I'm around. No one.

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Yay! He confessed! How was this chapter? Don't worry, there's more hehehe >:) I might be making chapters that take place before the Pizzaplex, for ya know, more character backstory, angst, stuff like that hehe. Stay tuned sunshines! Stuff just got a lot more interesting. Lol-