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(Fair warning very detailed and harmful actions are taking place in this chapter, if you are squeamish and hate to read about this please skip to the next chapter, but if your fine with it and find it leading up to the next chapter feel free to read, Thank you. Oh And, yes there is music at the top, something special i like to do, which is pick songs that i think fit the chapter, Thank you again)
THUMP…THUMP…THUMP…
“No no no no…. j-j-just g-g-go a-away…”
Jeremy said quietly to himself, covering his mouth to controll his rapid, uneasy breaths.
“Come out here you little shit! Or I swear on your mothers damn grave, Imma’ beat you 100 times worse!” Jeremy’s drunken father screeched angrily. Those words stung right through Jeremy….as if he were a vampire and someone just struck a steak right through his heart. Yeah He’s dealt with it almost his entire life but it still hurt the same eachtime he heard them.
BANG!!!!
The old creaky wood door slamed open with a tremendous force.
“That’s the final straw you fucking screw-up…”
“Please…No…” Jeremy pleaded pathetically.
“No what? Oh you want me to love you right? Well its kinda hard to love a worthless hollow shell like yourself….” The older man retorted. Tears welled in Jeremy’s eyes, threatening to fall out any time now.
“Not so strong now are ya’?” He remarked grabbing the younger boys neck pinning him against the wall, causing Jeremy to gag helplessly.
“Oh please i’m not pressing that hard now…” The man teased in a bad way. “This” He said sternly “is real pressure” He added squeezing tightly around the boy’s neck and pressing him against the wall harder. Jeremy’s eyes widened as all he could do is let out helpless gasps for air while kicking his legs in the air trying to push his father away.
“Ah ah ah” His father scoled like teachers would do in most movies. “Respect your elders boy” he said kicking the boy in the stomach now pinning him to the ground as the young male tried to escape his grasp.
“Stop Squirming Young man” Jeremy ignored his order and continued to squirm MORE.
“Okay…Then how about a game of Russian Roulette?!” (Sorry if i offended anyone…I sincerely absolutely apologize D: )
His father yelled throwing a punch at the younger boys face, but missing.
“Oh you wanna play that way?!” The older male snarled holding the boys head down and throwing another punch at Jeremy’s face, and this time achieving his goal. Grinning as he heard his son yowl in pain with hot tears streaming down his face enough to make small puddles on the floor. “Go on cry you worthless weakling” He snickered continuing the cruel treatment.
Time Skip
Jeremy’s father got off the younger boy and spit at him harshly, but as he walked out he stopped at the doorway.
“oh yeah, get a job by tommorow or you might as well start putting your stuff on the street” He finished before walking out of the small cold room. Leaving Jeremy curled in a tight ball sobbing.
Jeremy’s P.O.V
I layed curled in a tight ball, crying as hard as someone could cry…if not harder. And to top this hell of a day, I had to get a job by TOMMOROW! I-I don’t want to live on the streets…there are a bunch of twisted people in the world who would absolutely love to demolish me to bits…I slowly pry myself up off the blood and tear stained floor and cautiously limped to the bathroom.
Maybe he’s right….I am useless…I…I should just DIE…
I thought as I grabbed a razor off my bathroom sink, continuing to slice my arm causing in to leave a bleeding cut. Once I cut once i continued to cut several more times until i began to feel woozy.
“M-maybe I-I sh-should s-s-stop…” I whimpered quietly to myself, before grabbing a few medical supplies and wrapping myself up. I then put on a long sleeve shirt and baggy ripped jeans being sure to grab my satchel wrapping it around my shoulders, kind of like a messager bag. Then I relecauntly stepped down the stairs making sure to keep quiet. Not that my dad would care. My dad was passed out on the couch, and when he is sleeping he sleeps for a long time and NOTHING could wake him up. I sighed quietly and slowly opened the door, quietly stepping out into the bitter cold. Too bad I didnt have a jacket…no all I had was a old pair of sneakers one or two pairs of baggy jeans and three long sleeve shirts…oh yeah I had short sleeve shirts but I wouldn’t wear them in public anymore…my dad forced me to wear them at home along with a pair of shorts I had…just so he could see what he has done to me I suppose…I used to have more clothes too…but dad either threw them out or they got to blood stained to wear….yeah….anyway….I began to walk down the street hanging my head like I always do, today was no different. Especially since I had a black eye from my father. The LAST thing I needed was pitty… I hated pitty it made me feel even worse about myself….While walking I came across a flyer….A JOB FLYER!!! I quickly scooped up the paper and began to read:
Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria!
Needs new night guard! Working 12-6:00 and pays $120 for a week or so of work..
Okay maybe it wasn’t the best pay but hey! It’s a job at the least! I smiled widley and began to run to the pizzeria. Yeah we didn’t live so far away from it i suppose…don’t know how i didn’t know there was a job opening…annnywaaay…I opened the doors eagerly, but soon panic washed over me
W-w-what I-If they d-don’t w-want me?! W-what i-if I-I ne-need ex-experience?! O-oh de-dear
Thoughts continued to rush and swirl around my mind causing me to freeze and tremble.
“Hello!”
A mans voice broke me out of my thoughts as I swirled around quickly before seeing a Medium sized man smiling at me happily
“Are you here for the night watch job?” He asked eagerly
“I-I u-uh” I stopped myself from talking and replied with a nod instead. The man studied me for a while and then clapped his hands together
“Alright! You’ve got the job kiddo!” He sId shaking my hand. Joy rushed through my body.
“R-r-really?! Y-y-you m-mean i-i-it?!”
“Why of course I do kid! Now here is your new uniform! Be here by 11:40 okay? Welp see ya!” The man said walking out. I smiled politely and began to walk out.
“You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into kid…” A deep voice said from behind me. I squeaked a little and spun around to see a tall man, probably 6 feet with beautiful blue eyes. He wore the same uniform as me except his hat said “Security” on it while mine read “Night Watch”
“What do you mean? And who are you?”
“I mean exactly what I said, and why should you know, what mommy tell you not to talk to strangers?” He remarked. I froze and i felt my eyes sting….
M-mom…..
“Hey you there kid?” He said snapping his fingers at me in a rude fashion.
“Oh…well…no…I don’t have a mom…thank you” The older man let out a sigh.
“Sorry, I was being a bit too harsh,.. I’m Mike…and for your information I will be your partner for the night watch”
“Oh” I said simply.
“Anyway…once you start there’s no backing out I suppose, see ya tonight kid” He said waving then walking out.
Hmm…
I shook off what he said as nothing and began to walk out of the pizzeria and into my house. Well…Better rest up….because by what that guy said it sounds like its going to be a long night….oh…boy…