𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 ; ᴿᵒᵇᶦⁿ ᴬʳᵉˡˡᵃⁿᵒ

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Two days later and Jaeden kept on seeing that van nearly everywhere, it increased as the days went by like he was being stalked. He once went out by himself to ride through the park and he saw the van there, waiting for him. He'd never turned around so quickly in his life. He started calling for help like he did two days prior but since he was so frightened, he didn't realize he was speaking Russian. No help at all.

Robin was already on his way to gather groceries for his mom, so when he saw the curly haired boy on his bike, screaming in Russian he knew something was wrong. Robin ran after the boy, not having his bike with him as he left it in the bike rack at the complex.

"Jaeden! The hell is going on?" Robin yells, Jaeden turning back and stopping his bike.

"The fucking van, Robin. We're being stalked"

"What?"

The van turns the corner, not speeding as people were around, but the boys panicked. Jaeden pulls Robin onto his bike, quickly peddling off as Robin continues to look back, seeing the van slowly driving behind them. Jaeden rides into an empty area, trying to escape the van as it speeds up, cutting them off and the driver quickly hops out of the van.

He wore glasses, a hat and some sort of face paint, Jaeden couldn't move around the man as fast as he was peddling, the grown adult lunging towards the two with a metal bottle in his hand. He got Jaeden first, Robin scuffed his elbow and it started to bleed as he quickly got back up.

Jaeden was already stuffed in the back of the van, knocked out as Robin stands back up, wiping the blood from his elbow as he goes to swing at the man. He got a few punches in before the man sprays his eyes with chloroform, dragging him into the trunk as well. Robin wasn't completely out as he watched the man get back into the driver's seat, and speed off from the scene, only leaving Jaeden's bike behind.

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Robin awakes, his eyes stinging as he lays on the cold, concrete floor. He pushes himself up, his elbow in a bit of pain from scuffing it earlier. The sun was going down, the only evidence of it being the window high on the wall.

He was surrounded by four, solid concrete walls, along one was a black phone, and a mattress that Jaeden was sprawled out on. The mattress was just big enough to hold both boys, possibly. Looking at the curly haired boy, Robin could see his cheek was cut up a bit and between his sock and the small area where his jeans were cuffed, there was a small, red scuff mark.

His bandana was gone, given by his passed on father. He spent an hour looking the room for it, that brown bandana he'd kept on him for a decade. It was gone and he didn't know where it was.

He turns around towards a wall with a door, the man who took them standing there, with a mask this time and no hat. Robin gasps lightly, scared by the man and also tired, and drowsy. He didn't have the energy to fight back yet.

"How's your eyes?" The man asks

"You- you're The Grabber" Robin speaks softly, his heels touching the foot of the mattress. "Where's my bandana?"

"Good eyes" The man speaks, you could hear the smile. He ignored Robin's question.

Robin just breathes heavily as the man stands up, opening the door and walking towards the stairs, locking the door on his way out.

Robin explores the side hallway, finding a bathroom with a single light bulb. How fucking lovely, there wasn't even one book down there but it could've been worse. He makes his way back into the main room, sitting down on the edge of the mattress, thinking. He was distressed, wanting his bandana back and he wanted to get him and Jaeden out of there.

There was a grater on the window, covering the light sprinkling rain outside. The phone clearly didn't work, the small, translucent wire was all ripped up. The door was locked, and heavy-duty. There was no clear way out.

Maybe they could try and get the grater off and break the window, or dig a hole out like a stupid jail-escape movie. Robin was starving, thirsty and he wanted to sleep before he could even process what was happening.

They'd just gotten kidnapped, Jaeden was right, not just paranoid. The stupid buddy system didn't even work and who knew what Finney and Gwen were going through right now, or Ms. Arellano.

Gwen and Finney were supposed to come over again for a movie night and maybe sleep over if Terrance let them. Ms. Arellano would've been off a shift from six that evening to eight the next morning.

They were so completely screwed.

AN - sorry for the short chapters, I'm trying to build up and try and figure out wtf I'm doing with this book rn 💀💀💀 anyways enjoy this chapter for now ig lol.