Foxy's Pov: 

I woke up feeling a wet cloth. I see Chica and Mangle. 

"Don't get up... Freddy beat you really hard... and I might beat him later," Chica said. Chica has always been the motherly one. 

"Foxy... what happened?" Mangle asked, looking concerned. 

I stayed silent. 

Chica's eyes widen in understanding. "Was... it him? Oh my gosh, we need to tell the others-"

"No, Lass! Not yet. Freddy needs to calm down." I said.

"Foxy. Why would he go after you?"

"I don't know..."  I did but... I can't tell them. "But you have to keep it a secret it was him. Please. If the word gets out, everyone would be panicking."

Mangle looked really worried at me.

Chica hesitated. "Fine... but if everything gets worse, me and Mangle are telling Freddy. Deal?"

I nodded. "Deal."

If I'm still here at the time...

                                           ~~~

I was trying to sleep that night when I heard a voice. 

"You should be happy. I did you a favor." Vincent said.

"A favor to get me hurt?" I growl angrily. 

"No. A favor to show you that Freddy doesn't care about you!"

"You're lying! You always lie! The lad does care-"

"Then why did he beat you before making sure nothing was wrong about you, Foxy?" Vincent asked, smirking.

I stayed silent. 

"Enough with the chit-chat. If you ever tell Freddy the truth about the bite, I'll tell the truth about your past. Who you really are." 

I flinched. I can't let anyone know... 

I stood there, shocked.

I didn't even try to go after Vincent when he left.