It was a late Friday night for Jeremy his father Rob called just a hour ago he really couldn't sleep his dreams haunted him so. Suddenly, he heard footsteps stomp throughout the house and shivered knowing it was his drunken father.
"I finally quit that fucking job and now I can't even get a proper meal?!"His father yelled barging into Jeremy's room bottle in hand.
"Oh!M-my apologies I should start...Dinner?"He stuttered. It was not usual for his father to be home at night he usually worked late night at a certain pizzeria not so far away. He mostly used this time to have his own free time. So of course he didn't expect to see his father home late at night!
"Ya, you should!"His father shouted in response.
Jeremy warmed up two slices of pizza in the oven humming to himself nervously watching as his father thrashed around the living room breaking nearby objects. Jeremy never really understood why his father was like this other than the fact his mother died 6 years ago. Jeremy smiled hearing the oven beep and carefully picked up the slices with a spatula placing them on the plate.
"Here you go, dad."He whispered handing over the plate to his father careful not to make him angry.
"Why did you just give me pizza you brat?!"His father yelled throwing the plate on the ground.
"I-I didn't know you hated Pizza!"Jeremy stuttered backing away his back meeting with the wall.
"Pizza is the worse thing in the world, don't ya think I had enough at that damn Pizzeria?!"His father yelled stomping toward him his fist balled up in the air.
"I-I'm sorry I won't do it again!"Jeremy begged cowering against the wall.
"It's too late now sorry ain't gonna fix a thing!"His father screamed just before grabbing a nearby chair slamming it against Jeremy's head causing the boy to pass out. Yet that never stopped him from beating the shit out of him.
-Earlier that Night-
It was just another night at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria and Rob just couldn't take it anymore it drove him insane. Those eyes,the fear of death he really could not deal with anymore. Why he accepted this job truly was a mystery. He let out a 'tch' sound taking out his cellphone dialing his son's number Bonnie waiting outside his door.
"You ungrateful brat,when I get home you're gonna get it!"Rob yelled closing the door to his left seeing that Foxy decided to come for a marathon visit and shivered hearing him bang against the door frantically.
"Why?"Asked Jeremy.
"Cause I can!"Shrilled Rob eying the tablet cautiously.
"O-okay sorry dad stay safe.."Mumbled Jeremy letting out a gulp.

"Stay safe?!You gotta be fucking kidding me yeah I'll be fucking safe alright!"Yelled Rob.

"M-my apologies..."Jeremy muttered nervously.

"Yeah you better fag boy!"He replied.