{ Bonnie }
Bonnie woke with a jolt and a gasp, gripping the sides of the air mattress. She kept having nightmares about the car hitting BB. Mari's grief. How BB smiled as he died. The light leaving his eyes.
Bonnie broke down in sobs again. He was so young, only thirteen. He had his whole life ahead of him. But it was cut short by some idiotic bastard that drove while he was wasted.
How could any person be so... stupid? Because of him, a thirteen-year-old boy was dead. Dead. Bonnie swore if she ever found out who had run him over, she would personally take her guitar and smash it over his head.
...her guitar!
She had left it in the park.
With a sigh, she laid back down. Leave it, she thought. So long as the park rangers don't find it, it can be a memoir to BB.
Bonnie turned on her side, staring out the window. Her tears tricked slowly and formed a small damp spot on the pillow below her. She let out another long sigh, and got up, walking towards the window.
After taking a quick glance back at the sleeping Jenny and Chica, Bonnie quietly opened the window and slipped out into the yard. She climbed the tree, ignoring the pain in her knuckles, and made her way onto the roof, sitting down and looking up at the few stars that managed to shine down on earth.
A street lamp flickered in front of her, drawing her attention from the stars. The bulb flickered and went out, shrouding the street in darkness. Another sigh made its way out of her mouth. She set her head down on her knees.
A window opened startled her out of her thoughts. She was on high alert as thumps were heard along the side of the house. Pale fingers gripped the edge of the roof. Bonnie reached for her bobby pin but it was gone. She had thrown it at Freddy's tire.
Cursing in her head, she watched, tense, as the figure pulled himself up onto the roof. It gasped and fell back, barely grabbing on with its fingers. The figure sweater and pulled itself back up. Since the streetlight was out, Bonnie still couldn't tell who it was.
"Bonnie? Is that you?" Gold's voice came from the shadowy figure.
Bonnie relaxed, letting out a breath. "Yeah, it's me. Gold?" She asked as he pulled himself up onto the roof.
"Yeah," he said as he walked over and sat down next to her.
They sat in silence for a few minutes, looking up into the sky. Gold finally broke the silence. "So what're you doing up here?"
Bonnie shrugged. "I always come up here to think."
"So do I. I'm surprised we haven't run into each other before."
"Yeah," Bonnie sighed, lapsing into silence again.
Gold sniffed and sighed. "Bastards," he growled. "The world is full of of so many bastards."
"No kidding."
"I mean, I was bullied like crazy as a kid."
"I was too, I understand."
"We were both bullied. And someone ran over a thirteen year old kid. I mean, why are people so stupid?"
Bonnie laughed, but there was no humor in the sound. "You're a lot like me, Goldie."
Gold chuckled but said nothing.
"He was such a great kid. And he was so good at Mario Kart," Bonnie said.
"Tell me about it. Squirt beat me blindfolded."
They both laughed and turned to face one another. Bonnie fell silent and Gold smiled. His hair was messy and he was wearing a simple white T-shirt, also sporting yellow pants with bears all over them. His grey eyes gleamed in the half-light.
Before Bonnie could do anything, he leaned forward and kissed her nose.
Feeling her face flush, Bonnie turned away and looked down at her feet, leaning away from Gold slightly.
"Gold, I have - well, had - a boyfriend. And I-"
"Still love him," Gold finished, nodding. "I understand. Sorry."
She sighed and felt the emotions well up in her throat again. "I just don't know what to do. I still love him, I really do, but he cheated on me and I don't know if I could ever trust him again."
Gold stood and dusted off his shirt. "Everything works out okay in the end," he told her. "If it's not okay, it's not the end."
Bonnie looked up at him with a small grin. "Thanks for the inspirational quote, blondie," she said quietly.
Gold chuckled again. "Night, Bonnie," he said as he started to climb back down the side of the house.
"Night," she replied, resting her chin back on her knees.
She felt the lingering touch of his kiss on her nose. It was a kiss, yes, but it felt more like a friendship thing than a romantic gesture.
Bonnie adjusted the strapless black dress so it was more comfortable on her chest. She sighed and pushed her blue bangs out of her face with a black headband. As she was turning around and looking at herself in the mirror, Chica came up, wearing a similar dress. "You look pretty," she complimented, teasing her blonde hair.
"Thanks, so do you," Bonnie said with a small smile. She turned and walked into the bathroom to brush her teeth. Jenny was in there, applying loads of eyeliner. "You look nice," Bonnie said, trying to be nice to the woman that was making her suffer.
Jenny grinned ear to ear as she put away the eyeliner. "Oh, thank you, Bon," she said, putting a hand to her chest in flattery. "You look pretty too." She turned to leave and looked back. Bonnie caught sight of her sneer in the mirror. "For a whore," she hissed so quietly Bonnie almost missed it.
Bonnie forced herself not to reply with a stinging retort, and instead busied her fingers with applying her makeup. Gold's voice rang out in her head. "Things are always okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end." In the end she would expose Jenny for what she really was.
Once she was ready, she walked into the kitchen, where all the boys were already gathered, all in black tuxedos. Gold and Freddy were talking quietly with Mike. Foxy was sitting at the bar, biting his nails to stubs. Mari was elsewhere, not present in the kitchen.
Foxy looked up at Bonnie as she entered and his eyes pleaded with her, but she looked away, making a conscious effort to not meet his gaze again. Gold smiled at her like they were sharing a pleasant inside joke, and she returned it warmly.
They all ate breakfast in silence, and finally Mari came in. His hair was combed back and his face was red and puffy, along with his eyes, which also had purple bags under them. He had obviously stayed up all night crying for his best friend. The sight broke Bonnie's heart.
Mari refused to eat anything, and soon they were off. The ride there was silent. The funeral was held in South Carolina instead of Georgia, because BB's fanily didn't have enough money to get his body back home. Instead, they traveled for a day to come to his funeral.
When they arrived, BB's parents were standing at his coffin, crying shamelessly. Mari joined them, and his parents recognized who he was. They all stood, hugging each other in front of the coffin, sobbing.
After some silence and sobbing, the funeral service started. Bonnie zoned out for most of it, tears slipping down her face, and soon they were closing the coffin as the final words were said. BB was buried, and everyone was reduced to tears.
After the service ended and everyone was walking away in a sobbing black blob, Mari sunk to his knees by the dirt plot under which BB was buried. Bonnie stayed back to watch, not making any noise.
He pulled something out of his pocket and began to blow into it. Bonnie realized it was a balloon. When it was fully inflated, she could see the full design. Yellow with a red stripe across the middle. He lay it down on the grave and sighed, hunching over.
"I'm gonna miss you, dipstick," Mari whispered. "And so will your family. And Maria. And Mangle. And all the other animatronics. You party it up with that big man in the sky, alright?" His voice cracked and he hung his head, forcing back tears. His fingers curled up on his knees and he was trembling slightly.
Bonnie silently stepped forward and lay a hand on Mari's shoulder. He looked up at her solemn face, and purple eyes met green. They stayed in silence for a moment, and Mari finally stood. They walked together back to the car and Bonnie put her arm around Mari for comfort.
"We'll always remember him," she told him softly.
His eyes were locked on the ground, his cheeks glistening with tears in the sunlight. He nodded and sniffed, then whispered back so softly Bonnie nearly missed what he said.
"Remember."