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~Chapter 11-Anger~

Vanessa sighed as she walked down the long halls of the hospital. She winced at the sights of sick and injured people. The young woman cleared her throat and continued to walk.

The blonde finally reached the room that Leo was staying in, and just as she was about to walk in, some children came walking out, shutting the door behind them. One 6-year-old bright redheaded girl looked up at her.

"Umm… do we know you?" The young girl asked curiously.

"Do we know you is right." One older boy repeated, standing in front of the younger ones. "Why were you just about to walk in Leo's room? I'm pretty sure he doesn't know you." He stated suspiciously.

Vanessa sighed, nodding. "You're right, he doesn't. He knows my husband." The boy looked at her even more weirdly, causing her to continue.

"He's talked to him before, alright? He found him crying one day and so he talked to him. I saw what happened. I just wanted to make sure he's alright."

The children looked down awkwardly.

"My name's Vanessa." Vanessa introduced herself. "I'm the wife of Vincent, the one who owns Fazbears with his brother. Who are you children?"

The auburn haired older boy introduced the others to Vanessa.

"And I'm Griffin." Griffin finished, biting his lip.

"Very nice to meet you all." Vanessa said with a small smile, but it quickly disappeared. "Is he okay? What I mean is, is he awake?"

"No." Iris said solemnly. "Not yet. He's in a coma right now. Worst part is, we can't even get Nate to stop torturing himself or leave the room for at least a glass of water or something."

The blonde sighed sadly,"Well, kids, he should be a little sad, shouldn't he? I mean, he did shove his little brother into the mouth of an animatronic."

"Wait, what are you saying!?" Chase abruptly snapped rather defensively. "Are you saying that Nate tried to kill his own brother!?"

Vanessa blinked, startled. "I-"

"Here's the thing, lady! He didn't mean for any of this to happen, alright?! It was supposed to be just some stupid prank, but it backfired! He didn't know that Leo would get stuck in there, and he sure as hell didn't know that the damn mouth would close down on his head and crush his frontal lobe! It. Was. An. Accident! He didn't mean to hurt the kid, or send him into a coma! So do me a favor, and quit acting like you know the whole story when you really don't! You don't know who Nate is!"

Vanessa recovered from her shock and glared at the children,"Even if that is so, the parents should have at least-"
"They have no parents!" Sean blurted, furious.

Vanessa and the others gazed at him, shocked, including Iris.

"You know too, Sean?" The young redhead asked, dumbfounded, walking over to him.

"Y-Yeah. Leo told me himself about two days ago. He said that you knew, too."

"Hold up a sec." Ryan said, folding his arms. "You mean to tell us that Nate & Leo's parents are dead!?"

"He never told us…" Rachel said, sounding heartbroken.

"Well, it's not easy to say, y'know." Sean stated with a frown. "Don't you guys take it to heart, he even said that it wasn't about them not trusting any of you. They just couldn't take the chance of the word ever getting out."

"When did they die?" Chase croaked.

Iris hesitated, then mumbled,"..June 11th."

"Wonderful. Out of all days, it just had to be that one." Griffin growled.

Vanessa was confused and horrified at the same time. "Why?" She asked. "What's June 11th?"

"Nate's birthday." The group said in union.

Vanessa's green eyes filled with tears. "Oh my God…" She mumbled. "So you're saying he had to look after Leo for over 5 years straight?"

"No, he didn't have to," Ryan corrected, barely getting the words out. "He obviously chose to. Like we said, he didn't mean to hurt Leo. We didn't mean to. We're just a bunch of stupid 10 and 11-year-old kids who have no idea of what we're doing." He sighed. "And let's just say that I hope he doesn't die." The boy said, looking over into the room where Nate sobbed over his little brother.

/Oh my God…/ Vanessa thought, slowly backing up. /I have to go find Vincent!/

She ran off down the halls, leaving the children extremely confused.

Vincent gulped down some more alcohol in an effort to drink his sorrows away.

He looked down into the mug and clenched his fists, tears filling his eyes.

Leo doesn't deserve to die. He can't die! The boy was so sweet, and so innocent, and kind. It wasn't fair!

The young man glanced carelessly at his phone as it exploded with voice mails, mainly from Vanessa, and a few from Scott. He deleted Vanessa's and decided to listen to one of Scott's.

"Listen, bro, I don't know where you are right now, and I don't know what's up with you, but you need to come back right now! You've been gone for 7 fucking hours already in case you didn't know! And you're freaking V out with not returning her calls! I swear, if you're out there drinking, don't you dare do something crazy that'll get you arrested, you hear me?! I'm searching for you right now, and if I find you hung over, I'll have your ass! I'm worried about you, bro. Don't do something you'll regret!"

Vincent scowled as he switched his phone off. He shoved it into his pocket and grabbed his keys, leaving a tip at the bar.

He pushed past huge crowds of people, his fists jammed into his pockets. His purple eyes were fixated on the ground, lost in thoughts of anger, pain and misery. Mainly anger.

He glanced up at Fazbears Diner. He could clearly see that another party had already taken place there. The man noticed 5 main children playing around with each other.

Vincent smirked, he stuffed his hand in his pocket, pulling out a knife, and he walked over to the restaurant.

"...Let's get this over with."