(y/n)  the next day

I picked up my little brother Sammy's toy bear. The golden fur made a shiver go down my spine.

I touched the eyes before noticing the eyes would follow me when I moved.

"Sammy would want me to figure out about this... I just know it..." I softly murmured before walking down the short hall.

My house had two bedrooms and one bathroom. A kitchen, small living room, basement, and laundry room. It was better than nothing.

The second bedroom I had most of my hobby stuff inside. Downstairs was a storage space for all of my family...

I bit my lip as I took the bear and half cut it open.

My eyes widened when I looked at it.

A camera?

Confused, I picked it back up and went into the living room and over to the TV.

I know I can connect the two up and look at the footage...

It took a while but I managed to get it to work...

The screen...

Was my brother's room...

The small date in the corner made my eyes widen even more.

This... Was just last week.... Six days ago...

A strange voice said something...

"what did he do this time?"

I jumped, the voice familiar and very clear... It's FredBear's...

"He locked you in your room again." Freddy's voice said again.

I coughed, my mind blown as I watched my little brother run around the room, hitting his stuffed animals.

"Don't be scared. I am here with you." Was the next line.

My brother calmed down slightly but went to the door, banging on it.

After almost three minutes of him banging and crying... he collapsed to the floor and cried.

"Tomorrow is another day..." The FredBear voice said again as it stopped, staying on the recording of that.

I bit my lip and I sighed. "This is crazy... Who would do this to Sammy..."

There was a knock on the front door.

I sighed before getting up and shutting the TV off before going to the door.

When I opened the door... Dad was standing there.

"Um... Hi dad?" I said in a confused tone.

"(y/n), may I talk to you?" His voice warbled slightly, which made my gut ache.

"Uh... No, Dad." I said. "Why does your voice sound so weird."

My dad sighed before clearing his throat. "Sorry..." He said, his voice normal.

Should I feel bad or No...

Nope.

"Fine.. Come in." I opened the door further.

He chuckled before walking in. "I have something to tell you." He said.

"Oh? What is it?" I said as I crossed my arms.

"I heard about what happened last night. And one of my friend's son is going to help you." He said.

"What." I stalely said, my face going into a glare at him.

"Someone... Is stalking you... And... I don't want you to have your boyfriend with you anymore. He's Not a good influence." He said, his voice like he was trying to be sympathetic but he was horrible at it.

I growled. "No. You can't tell me what to do. And I don't need a guardian. I'm nineteen. I can take care of myself."

"You are going to have a guardian and you are going to like it." He sternly said. "I don't need you disobeying me anymore!" His voice snapped at me.

I was quiet. "Yes dad..." I looked down.

It was quiet between us before he walked to the door. "He will be over in an hour. He's your new roommate."

My jaw dropped in anger as he shut the door.

WHAT!?!?!?!

I sighed in frustration before slamming my fist into the table, cracking it.

I have to have a stupid roommate? I can't believe that...

I silently growled under my breath as I went to move all of the stuff from the bedroom and attempted to clean up around everywhere, making sure personal things were put up and out of sight.

I put the video camera behind the TV. It was just something I don't want anyone to find... Especially if it is about my brother...

The hour passed extremely slowly, making me glad I could get everything cleaned...

There was a soft knock at the door. I put the dishcloth down before walking to the door and opening it.

"Uh... Hi?" The guy said softly, seeming like he was not wanting to be here.

I looked at him. Why did he look so familiar?

"Hi... Uh... Come in I guess." I said as I opened the door more and moved out of the way.

He had a ice blue backpack stuffed, probably with clothes, and a different bag with things that stuck out to the fabric.

I was quiet as I shut the door behind him. His baby-blue-white plaid shirt made me go even crazier with trying to figure out who he was.

I know him. I SAW him before! Who is he!?

He set one bag down before looking at me. "Do we... know each other?" He asked.

I shrugged. "No clue..."

He chuckled gently before extending one hand to me. "Garroth Ro'Meave."

I cautiously took it before shaking it. "(y/n)(l/n)..."

We both must have felt a spark because we stepped back away from each other.

"We saw each other last night!" We both said at the same time.

I made a face.

"Stop it." We said again.

It was his turn to make a face.

"What the Irene? Stop!" We both said again.

I frowned.

"Okay. What are we doing." We both said before I groaned.

"Okay... Um... I guess I should show you to your room..." I said softly before he nodded.

He picked up his bag and followed me down the small hall. "Here..." I said as I opened the door.

"Whoa." He chuckled.

"What?" I asked. "I mean, I cleaned it earlier..."

"It's just... I didn't think you knew I was coming..."

"Until an hour ago... I didn't... My dad decided to tell me then..." I said softly before sighing. "There's two rules. Okay?"

He nodded.

"One. No touching my stuff. And two, the side room downstairs is off limits. Got it?"

"Uh... Why?" He asked me which made me frown.

"There's spiders downstairs. And unless you want to get bit or trapped in webs, stay out." I lied, my tone slightly threatening.

"Okay..." He said. "Whatever you say, I got it."

I rolled my eyes slightly. "What do you like eating?" I asked.

"Depends. What is the idea?" He asked me.

"Dinner, Lunch, Breakfast... What do you like to eat." I said.

He chuckled before listing off a dozen or so goods until he got to stromboli, then my eyes lit up. "You've had that?"

He nodded. "Yeah. It's probably my favorite thing out of all of them."

I smiled. "I do too. It's... Probably my favorite thing that I can make. Other than Chicken Noodle. That is the best."

He laughed. "You'd have to show me how you make it sometime."

I smiled. "It I could teach ya. We could have it tonight."

He smield lightly. "Alright."

I chuckled. "Hey... Do you think it's crazy that we just happen to know each other?"

He thought for a minute before shaking his head. "I don't think it is. Maybe fate?"

I chuckled softly again. "Maybe." I smiled. "Maybe it is..."

To be continued.