Barry's POV
Me and MY Alison were perfectly happy together, even after I threatened her before we got engaged.
But then everything went straight to hell when that damned William Afton showed up.
"Alison?" We were at our favorite restaurant that day.
"Yes, my love?"
"Give me your arm." She complied.
That's when I started to carve my name into her arm.
"Barry, stop! It hurts!" I loved the sound of her begging.
I had just finished my work when he showed up.
"Barry, we're over!" I tried to explain to Alison why I did what I did but she wouldn't listen.
Then the police showed up.
"Barry Brown, you are under arrest for abusing your girlfriend to force her to marry you, cutting your name into her arm, and trying to kill William Afton for calling us." I struggle against the cop's grip but it was too strong.
I was dragged over to a police car and driven to the station.
I messed up big time.
"I'll be back for you, my love!" I call out just veggie the cops start driving away.
I wish the story ended there, but you need to know what I did after this.
3 years later
I tried to find my love the minute I got out of jail, but she was already gone.
She married that damned William Afton and they started a family together.
They had a son named Michael, who I knew would be useful to me sooner or later.
Them I heard a song that matched how I felt.
I start to sing along
"Mama, we all go to hell
Mama, we all go to hell
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well
Mama, we all go to hell
Oh well now, Mama, we're all gonna die
Mama, we're all gonna die
Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry
Mama, we're all gonna die
And when we go don't blame us, yeah
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah
You made us oh so famous
We'll never let you go
And when you go don't return to me my love
Mama, we're all full of lies
Mama, we're meant for the flies
And right now they're building a coffin your size
Mama, we're all full of lies
Well mother what the war did to my legs and to my tongue
You should have raised a baby girl
I should've been a better son
If you could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once
You should've been
I could have been a better son
And when we go don't blame us, yeah
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah
You made us oh so famous
We'll never let you go
She said, you ain't no son of mine
For what you've done they're
Gonna find a place for you
And just you mind your manners when you go
And when you go don't return to me my love
That's right
Mama, we all go to hell
Mama, we all go to hell
It's really quite pleasant except for the smell
Mama, we all go to hell
Mama, mama, mama, ohh
Mama, mama, mama, ohh
And if you would call me your sweetheart
I'd maybe then sing you a song
But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun
You would cry out your eyes all along
We're damned after all
Through fortune and fame we fall
And if you can stay then I'll show you the way
To return from the ashes you call
We all carry on
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call"
I didn't notice that I had reached the hospital until I saw the sign.
I know how I'd get my revenge started.
BARRY!!!!!!! *sighs* I'm just glad he didn't know about me back then... I'm confused on how he knew that song. Like seriously?!?!
Storm