I woke up right next to Claire, and I felt relieved that it wasn't a dream.
"Good morning, Travis." Claire said, waking up. "Did you have good sleep?"
"Best sleep I had in a long time." I answered. "And I'm not kidding here."
Claire giggled, and I smiled a little. It was nice to hear a friend laugh with you and not at you.
Shaun came in the room to check on us, he had on a T-shirt and shorts.
"Your clothes are in the washer, Travis." Shaun said. "There is breakfast in the kitchen as well."
"Okay." I responded.
I went towards the kitchen, and I saw that he cooked eggs and bacon. I ate it up, and I waited for my clothes to come out of the washer.
"Here you go, Travis." Shaun gave me my clothes, and I thanked him. I then went towards the bathroom to change, and I came out and Claire was waiting for me.
"I told you Shaun was nice." Claire said, smiling.
"Yeah," I responded. "But didn't you say that he is someone that I don't want to anger?"
Shaun heard what I said, and responded: "If she told you that, then consider it true."
"I-I'm sorry!" I said, afraid that he will do something to me.
"For what?" Shaun asked.
"I didn't mean to be rude." I answered.
"It takes a lot to anger him." Claire stated.
"Oh…"
Shaun smiled, and he caressed my head again. He then went to the phone, and asked me: "What's your house number, Travis?"
I told the number, and he dialed it in.
"Hello..." Shaun said, into the phone. "My name is Shaun, I just moved here with my little sister, we found that you left your brother, Travis, at Fredbear's, so we had him spend tonight."
I could tell that Shaun didn't enjoy talking to Alex. His eyes went from kind to bitter, and he started firmly gripping the phone.
"Is that how he is when he is angry?" I asked, looking at Claire.
"Yeah, but I have seen worse." Claire answered.
"Has he done anything illegal?" I asked.
"No, but he is capable." Claire answered. "But he wouldn't actually do it."
"How come?"
"Because then he wouldn't be any better than the people who treat others badly."
"I see…"
Shaun continued talking on the phone, and he hanged up.
"Travis, I have to take you home now." Shaun said, looking down.
I looked down, sadly; I didn't want to go back there, but if I stayed here any longer than Shaun would get in trouble.
"Okay…" I said, sadly.
"Don't worry," Claire said. "I'll be here whenever you need me."
"Here's our number for the house." Shaun gave me a slip a paper, and I put it in my pocket.
"Alright, let's get going." I said, as I walked out of the house.
We walked back to my house, and I saw Alex waiting for me, I could tell that he was looking forward to torturing me.
"Are you Alex?" Shaun asked.
"That I am…" Alex answered. "Sorry if he was trouble…"
"Don't worry, he was one nicest guests I've had." Shaun said.
"I see…" Alex said, looking at me menacingly. "Travis, why don't you go inside?"
"Travis told me a lot of interesting things, Alex…" Shaun said, coldly. "I would treat your brother better from now on…"
Shaun walked off, and I could tell that Alex was angry.
"Get inside!" He commanded.
I ran inside, and I ran to my room. I locked the door, so he wouldn't hurt me; I would've rather been locked in my room, than be beaten up by him. But it was to no avail, he unlocked the door, and he slammed against the wall.
"What did you tell him?!"
"Please don't hurt me…" I cried.
"Answer me honestly, and I will consider it…" Alex responded.
"I just told him how you like to mess with me, that is all!" I answered, telling a little bit of a lie.
"That better be all, or you'll be locked in the closet of Fredbear's." Alex answered.
"Anything but that!"
"Then don't tell anybody a damned thing about our parents, or you'll regret it!"
"I won't Alex, I promise…" Alex let go of me and he walked out of my room. He locked the door, and I just sat there on my bed crying, all alone with nothing but my plushies. I walked up to the Foxy one, and I threw it against the wall.
"I hate you! I hate all of you!" I cried.
I sat on my bed and went into a fetal position, and I just cried for the rest of the afternoon.