Alec‘s Suffering

by S4DDENN

Summary:

I read lonely freddy and didn’t like it so I went here for a good ending but couldn’t find one. I got mad and decided to change it.

in which Alec doesn’t get possessed by lonely freddy. He ends up in a different closet and instead gets found by our bestie spring bonnie!! You can guess how that ends. takes place right as Alec runs into the closet

Alec ran into the storage closet, heaving. Why was his heart beating so fast? He put a hand up to his face and felt something slick on his cheek. Oh. He was crying. Why did Hazel get everything she wanted? Why did he have to be the bad and she got to be the good?

The storage closet wasn’t anything special. It was full of toys that looked like they were meant for the prize counter but were too broken. They were the kind of toys you’d rummage your room around for but never find it because they were too minuscule and unimportant.

Alec slid down a wall, trying and utterly failing to cease the tears that were falling down his face. He couldn’t stop. Maybe it was the fact that he was alone, or maybe he just couldn’t handle hiding away his emotions anymore. The ripped Yarg Foxy by his heel. Stupid Hazel. Stupid mom. Stupid dad. Why couldn’t they just.. care?

He gasps for air, hiccuping and squeezing his lungs to try and create more oxygen. It was hard o breathe with how hard he was crying. ‚take a deep breath, alec.‘ He tries to take a deep breath but it’s like trying to cool down something that just got out of the oven.

practically impossible.

1, 2, 3, 4.. 5.. take a deep breath.

He manages to slowly calm down his breathing, but the tears keep slowly flowing. Why can’t he stop? Alec stares at the Yarg Foxy silently. All he ever wanted was a party at freddy’s. To get a Yarg Foxy. But yarg foxys were for good boys that got 10,000 tickets and were liked by their parents. That weren’t on separate islands than their families.

Boys that didn’t argue with their golden sisters.

‚Hazel..‘ He felt pity slowly swallowing his heart the more he thought about her. All the interactions they had, where she always seemed to have something on her mind. Staring at him with what he thought was plans racing through her head, maybe was really wanting him to like her.

Alec shut his eyes, hitting his head against the wall. it hurt, but it was the only thing that seemed to silence the thoughts in his head. Alec hit his head against the wall again. and again. again again again and again until a headache was starting to spiral through his skull and the thoughts that were clogging his mind slowly dissipated.

Footsteps slowly make their way toward the door and alex sighs, trying to wipe the tears so whoever opened it wouldn’t see him when he’s vulnerable.

„…„

when the door opens, it’s not mom. or hazel. It’s a giant yellow bunny at the door instead. It looked like a mascot, but it moved so mechanical that it sent chills down his spine. Right, he was in storage room that he certainly wasn’t supposed to be in.

„Sorry.. i’ll— i’ll get out.“ he sniffles, grabbing hold of the remaining arm on the yarg foxy.

but the bunny doesn’t move. Which is odd, because you’d expect it to move so alec could leave, right? But it didn’t. It moved closer.

Alec slowly scooted backward but there was no more space to move, he was already against the wall. Maybe it would throw him out with its own hands, but he honestly didn’t want it to touch him.

The closer it got the more he could smell something.. foul. like something that was burnt. It stopped when it was less than a foot away from him, then held its clothed hand out.

Alec stared at it slowly, wiping his face again. Did he really want to take the hand of this.. mascot? Maybe it was trying to be helpful. But.. he couldn’t rub off the feeling thst something was wrong. horribly wrong.

Tightening the grip on the Yarg Foxy, he turned away.

„..Thanks, but I can leave on my own. I know the way out.“

The bunny faltered, slowly moving its hand back down before it went limp by its side. Alec slowly moved around it, watching. It just stood there. He finally turned fully around and went for the door, but a sudden burning sensation filled his shoulder. Then pain blossomed.

Frantic, Alec turned around. It had a knife halfway through his shoulder. Alec opened his mouth to scream but its gloved hand covered his mouth and stabbed him again. And again and again and again until all he could feel was the red hot, searing pain of his tendons being mutilated as blood poured out of his body.

All alec could think of was Hazel. he needed to apologize to her. To mom, to dad. He screamed as loud as he could, but the cloth on its hand seemed to completely block out his voice.

„Help! help me! somebody help me!“

But nobody could hear his cries. Alec turned to try and push the bunny off of him, but it was too strong. A stab to the stomach. Shoulder, chest. Then it got to his throat.

He kicked, punched, wiggled and screamed as much as he could. But the longer he tried to fight the less damage he did. The more it hurt to move and the harder it was to keep his eyes open.

‚No.. I still have to apologize.. to hazel..‘

The blade swiftly ran across his throat, and alec could only gurgle on his blood as it poured down his throat. out of a last act of desperation, he reached a bloody hand toward the door.

„H..a..zel…“

That same hand fell to the ground a few moments later as the blade made its orbit around his neck. Alec took his last breath, then hit the ground.

The bunny sighs, dropping his head and stabbing alec one last time behind his neck to make sure the boy was dead. It wasn’t necessarily looking for a victim tonight, but the prey was right there. It was too good of an opportunity to pass up.

It stands, gives alec one last glance, and leaves out the back.

 

Hazel holds moms hand, still sniffling as tears threaten to fall out of her eyes. It’s been 20 minutes since alec ran out in a storm. They can’t find him.

„We‘ll fix this, okay? It’ll be okay, baby.“ Mom kisses her head but it doesn’t bring the same comfort it used to.

She only feels a little better. Hazel really thought that it was working. That he was starting to like her. That her plan worked. But it didn’t. He hates her. Alec hates her.

Feeling the urge of tears pulse against her eyes, Hazel turns to her mom and looks at her with watery eyes.

„..Can we look for him, mom..? I want.. I want to find him.“

Mom gives her a bittersweet smile and looks around for a moment, before nodding hesitantly. Anything to make this ruined birthday better.

„Yes, yes we- we can. I’ll tell your father, okay?“

Hazel just nods, and waits for mom to talk to dad. She’s left alone for a moment, and that’s when she really feels like crying. Why couldn’t he like her? Did he really only view hazel as a spoiled brat? Why couldn’t alec understand that everything—all of this— was an attempt to get the littlest bit of attention from him? A bit of love?

Brotherly love was all hazel wanted from him. She knew he liked Yarg Foxy. She thought it would make him happy. But it didn’t.

Mom comes back and takes hold of her hand, nodding in affirmation that dad knows what they’re doing.

„He went this way, let’s go find him. I know he loves you, Haze. He just.. doesn’t know how to express it.“

Mom makes her feel a little better about it, but the doubt is still heavy in her mind. He looked so.. mad. betrayed. Annoyed? Maybe all of the above and more. Hazel hoped when they find him that it would be sorted out. She knew deep down that it was all ruined, but.. maybe. just maybe, there was a chance her brother loved her.

They walk past multiple sets of doors, looking through every utility room that was accessible and even opting to try and look through the kitchen. It didn’t work, but anything’s worth a try, right?

Mom opens a set of doors and a smell suddenly hits the two. It smelled metallic and.. bad. Hazels grip on moms hand grew tighter. There was this uneasy feeling that swelled in her chest, like they weren’t supposed to be back wherever they were.

Only one door is on front of them, and it’s at the end of this long hallway. Were hallways supposed to be this long? It seems like mom is uneasy, too, because her hand is all sweaty and her grip keeps getting tighter on Hazels hand.

„Ugh, what is that smell..?“ Mom complained. It seems it’s getting to her, too. They reach the door and the metallic scent has only gotten stronger. Too strong.

Mom opens the door. She promptly screams, covering her mouth with her hand as tears stream down her face. Confused and frightened, Hazel peeks under moms shoulder.

Alec is on the floor all bloody.

Mom tries to shield her from the sight but it’s too late. Hazel starts sobbing, unable to control herself.

„Don’t look, don’t look! I’m.. i’m going to get your father! Don’t look at him, please, Hazel. Just stay there!“

Mom runs off to get dad and hazel is left alone with the body of her brother. She can’t think. The smell..

She slowly opens the door. „Alec..?“

He doesn’t respond. The blood.. there’s so much blood. Hazel can’t breathe, why isn’t he responding? He’s not.. no.. he can’t be. She sees a bright orange blob on the floor and she sees its Yarg Freddy.

That only makes hazel cry more, sobbing on the floor as she tries yet fails to breathe. This was her birthday, this is supposed to be a happy day. Why.. how..? What happened..?

Mom rushes in with dad and they usher her away, she can hear dad on the phone with someone while they’re both crying. Mom is a mess. She’s never seen mom cry so much, but Hazels never cried like this either.

Why did this have to happen?