5 Freddy's At Night Novels & Stories

"That’s quite a feat. I hope you used a silver chain." "We used the jump ropes from the gym," another girl, Mia, chirped. Her voice was high and melodic, contrasting sharply with the words that followed. "It didn't like the light. It hissed at first. Its skin started to turn red and peel, just like in the movies. We wanted to see if it would turn to ash." Elias felt a cold prickle of unease. "Where is this... vampire now?" "We left it by the equipment shed," Toby said, wiping sweat from his forehead. "It stopped screaming about ten minutes ago. We think it’s finally dying."

Who would escape in the middle of the night? What on earth was Jefferson dealing with? Was he drinking with Freddy and the others again? Although it was past midnight, Adrienne did not concern herself with whether Freddy was sleeping and called Freddy immediately. "Adrienne, it's so late. Why aren't you asleep?" Even in the middle of the night, Freddy picked up the call instantly. His muffled voice came from the other end of the line. Obviously, he was not with Jefferson . "Sorry, I dialed the wrong number. You can continue sleeping." After that, Adrienne called Tommy and Bruce. Jefferson was not with them either. They also didn't know who Jefferson would be with other than them, this late a

No need to make her worry about the shadows that loomed over me. "Let's meet up " Coco suggested her eagerness palpable. "Gotta confirm if I'm free" I replied but she was relentless. " Of course you are " she urged and I couldn't help but smile at her determination. Later that night I found myself in a place I never expected " you said we were hanging out. Not going clubbing?" I asked in disbelief tugging down the micro dress that barely covered my upper thighs. It hugged my body tightly showing more cleavage and skin than I was comfortable with. The club was a whirlwind of light and sounds and we were escorted to the VIP area.

She needed a quick break. “Freddie, I’m heading to the loo. Can you cover for me?” she called out to the other bartender, who gave her a thumbs-up. “Sure thing. I’ve got it,” Freddie replied, taking over her station. Furina navigated through the dimly lit hallway that led to the restroom. The pulsating lights from the club barely reached the hallway, casting eerie shadows along the walls. Her thoughts were preoccupied with the stress of her recent troubles when a drunken man stumbled into her path.

ANDY’S POV I barely slept a wink last night and I seriously hate the fact I couldn’t because I tried so much to just close my eyes but my own words kept hunting me. Maybe I was too harsh on Angela last night and I realized that like few hours into the night. I run my hand through my hair as I swing my feet off the bed and walk into the living room. I did not have dinner yesterday because of what happened and I was feeling so hungry right now. I step into the kitchen to fix something for myself, and settle for some leftover pizza, literally wolfing it down in seconds

— What’s your biggest pet peeve? — Stupid people. — he says with a shrug, then spins the bottle. It lands on Ryan. — Truth. — Ryan says. — How many times have you done it in one day? I’m sure you know what I’m talking about. — Freddie asks, raising his eyebrows. — Three times. — he says, laughing and shaking his head. He spins the bottle and—of course—it lands on me. Who else? — Truth. — I say, not trusting that he’d give me a dare.

And before Freya can even extend her hand, Moses pounces, gripping her hand with a too-bright smile. “Pleasure to meet you, Freya. Did you enjoy the game?” “Sure did,” she answers politely, tugging her hand back when Moses holds on a little too long. “I’m Moses,” he says, puffing his chest. The rest of the guys introduce themselves quickly after. Then, before anyone else can get a word in, Moses blurts, “Uh… Freya, if you’re not busy tonight, how about you join our little party?” Freya’s expression screams no, but one sharp look from Lucy has her forcing a smile. “Sure.”

"Who is it? It's way too early!" "It's Jack." Freddy instantly became wide awake. He soon calmed down. "Well, I wasn't expecting this. Did something happen?" "Haven't you seen the news?" Jack asked coldly. Freddy, who spent his days getting drunk, clearly didn't pay attention to the news. He didn't answer and just rolled over on his greasy couch. The apartment was piled high with takeout boxes and trash. It was September, hot and humid, and swarms of unidentifiable bugs were crawling and buzzing everywhere.

He kind of reminded me of that chubby blue caterpillar, Russel from Alice in Wonderland on some level… Crossing my arms against my chest, I huff “I’m not sneaking out.” “So your Papa knows your whereabouts?” I could feel the heat creep up to my cheeks, I was turning red in the face as I looked away from him causing him to let out a chuckle. “Right…” He chuckles once more, he jumped off the roof landing right next to me. “So where we going?” “We aren’t going anywhere—” “If you wanna be going out at night, when pedos are out and about, it’s we, not just you.”

“Hm, this morning it was open, so you must have been dreaming. I didn’t hear anything last night.” “Yeah, that had to be it.” I continue to eat and when I finish, I pick up my plate and put it in the sink. After breakfast, I take a shower and get dressed. The rest of the day seemed normal. I played outside with my friends for a while, then I ate lunch. My mom took me to town for grocery shopping and when we got back, I helped her wash the dishes. Sydney, my best friend came back over and we sat on the old swingset out back. “Do you ever have nightmares?” I try not to look at her when I ask.