"ʰᵉˡˡ ᵃʷᵃᶦᵗˢ..."
𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞
Robin Arellano x Male OC
The Black Phone
Started ; August 3rd 2022
Ended ; August 16th 2022
Published ; August 3rd 2022
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Two days had passed 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 swiftly in his life, it nearly made him dizzy. He started calling for help like he did 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" he airily explains, "We're actually being stalked, I'm not just paranoid!"
"What?"
The van turned 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 on the pavement 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 sprayed his eyes and mouth with chloroform before dragging him into the trunk as well. Robin hazily watches the man get back into the driver's seat, and speed off from the scene, only leaving Jaeden's busted bike behind.
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Robin awakes, eyes and throat stinging and burning 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 hung high on the wall.
He was surrounded by four solid concrete walls, along one was a black telephone, 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 around 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. Tears prick at his eyes, but he blinks them back. He needs to be strong. Though, the reality of the situation hadn't set in yet.
He turns around towards the wall with the door, the man who took them stands there, though with a mask this time and no hat. Robin gasps lightly and flinches, 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, nearly whispering, 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. Though, he doesn't know what would be worse than going insane in a kidnapper's basement. 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, wanting to get him and Jaeden out of there.
There was a grate on the window, covering the light, sprinkling rain outside. The phone clearly didn't work, the small, translucent wire was all cut up. The door was locked, and heavy-duty. There was no clear way out.
Maybe they could try and get the grate off and break the window, or dig a hole out like a stupid jail-escape movie. He doesn't know if they even have the time left to dig a hole to safety, even if they started this very second.
Robin was starving, thirsty and he wanted to sleep before he could even process what was happening. The situation was starting to process and set in, his heart growing heavy.
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. Did anyone even know they were missing? Gwen and Finney were supposed to come over tomorrow for a movie night and maybe sleep over if Terrance let them. Ms. Arellano picked up an extra shift, pushing herself to a sixteen hour work day. She wouldn't be home until the early hours of the morning.
They both know the first twenty-four hours are crucial. They may die by the time they're even reported missing.
They were so completely screwed.
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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.
