TW: Blood, Degrading and Condescending talk, forced sedation

"Jeremy...?" 

Michael was shaken up, the blood was all over, Jeremy was sprawled out on the floor, his left cheek and a part of his neck had been bitten by the tangled up mess of was once Foxette.

"Michael....Michael, it's okay, just...call an ambulance," Jeremy choked out.

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"911, what's your emergency?" 

Michael held the phone in his hands shakily, he'd gotten some gauze from the first aid office to stop Jeremy's bleeding.

"It's my friend, he's...been in an accident, I don't even know what happened, it all happened so fast, I just...." Michael was blubbering now.

"Calm down, kiddo, can you tell us your location?"

"Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, the remodeled one,"

"Alright, an ambulance is being sent down, stay with your friend in the meantime, do not leave his side,"

"Thank you," 

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Michael crawled over to Jeremy's side, "Please don't die Jeremy, please don't die..." he started to cry, he hugged his friend close.

"Michael," Jeremy started to say, voice weak from the pain he felt, "If I die tonight, just know I cared about you, you meant everything to me as a tried and true friend, my only real friend..." 

He leaned himself onto Michael's shoulder, "I'm sorry, Jere, I didn't mean to rope you into my family drama, this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't befriended you and went to you for help," Michael whimpered, tears streaming down his face.

"No...No, Michael, this ain't none of your fault, you didn't cause nuffin', it was your father...he built these deathtraps, knowing exactly what he was doing," Jeremy reassured Michael.

They heard the sirens coming, four minutes later, paramedics came to take Jeremy to the hospital, Michael didn't want to let go, but he had to, so Jeremy could go get better. 

"Stay strong, Mike, be the best you can, don't let your dad get you down," Jeremy told him, trying to give him some advice before he left. 

Michael muttered something that to Jeremy sounded a whole lot like "Love you, Jere," but he couldn't be sure, maybe the bloodloss was making him loopy, but if that is what he heard, it made him smile. 

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Michael sat outside Freddy Fazbear's in the rain, Mrs Fitzgerald was probably getting a call at her work about Jeremy, so she couldn't pick him up, which meant...William would have to come get him. 

"Michael," speak of the devil, he was already here.

"What do YOU want?" Michael snapped, "Son, is that any way to speak to your father?" William scolded.

"You're NOT my father! You kidnapped me, and took me from my parents, who you killed! You're not my father, you're not!" Michael screamed.

"I raised you, I took care of you, fed you, gave you clothes, shelter, and love...I needed you Michael, I needed you for the experiments initially, but I grew to love and care for you...You need me Michael, you don't need Jeremy, your little...what's the word school girls use for their dates? Ah, yes, boy-toy...No, you don't need him, it just needs to be you and me, like it always was before that blond little shit came into your life," William rambled on spitefully of Jeremy.

"Boy-toy? So what if he is? You don't know Jeremy like I do, he's not some mangy animal on the side of the road, he's my world! You're nothing but cruel to me, then you manipulate and puppet me, like your little doll!" Michael cried out. 

"Oh, Michael, he's infected you with his lies about me deeper than I thought, I LOVE you, I've always loved you as my son, as my own child, I wanted to keep you safe from being taken away from me...You're my child, I am your father, for now and forever, whether you like it or not, now come home with me willingly, or I'll have to punish you for running away," 

"No! I won't go with you, you can't make me," Michael growled.

William grabbed his hair and pulled him close, "Stupid boy! I've given you everything, a home to call your own, someone who loves you, and food to eat, but you still act like an ungrateful little brat!" William shook him hard.

Michael bit his hand and tried to flee from him, but William grabbed his ankle and pulled him to the ground, he pinned him down hard.

"It seems like someone needs to be punished, I can help with that, just come home Michael...Don't be such a b*tch," 

William brought something out of his pocket, another syringe....'No!' Michael thought,  he tried to buck and twist his body to try to knock William off, but William was too heavy for him.

"Stop squirming, Michael! When we get home, so help me, I am going to have to punish you severely, and you're going to wish you hadn't disobeyed," William threatened.

Michael whined in pain, trying to dig his nails into the mud to crawl away from William, "You foolish little shit! Hold still so I can give you the sedative," William snarled at the boy pinned down underneath him.

Michael continued to buck and flop about, but William put a hand on his back to hold him still, then jabbed the needle point into Michael's spine.

Michael moaned in defeat and pain, William picked the boy up, "Time to come home Michael, there's no use running anymore now that I have found you,"

Michael felt dizzy as he was carried to William's purple car. William opened the back door and placed Michael down softly, Michael's eyelids began to feel heavy and close.

"I love you, sport, I really do, but sometimes you really piss me off," William gave his son a quick kiss on the forehead, then closed the back door of the car.

He slipped into the driver's seat, and prepared to head home. He was still going to have to punish Michael for his insolence and his misbehaving. 

Michael groaned in pain softly, his body was aching and throbbing massively, "It's okay, buddy, we'll be home soon," 

That's when Michael realized, he'd never escape the experiments, he'd never escape William. 

Ever...