missing. - finney blake

⭒ chapter 15

"my god, please wake up!"

i slowly opened my eyes to see finney over me. "oh my god, you're awake!" he said, embracing me with a hug.

"yeah..where are we?"

"back in the basement. that fucker knocked us out." finney said. i then realized his nose was bleeding.

"holy shit, finn your nose!" i said.

i wiped my thumb under his nose while cupping his cheeks. i showed him the blood on my finger from it. "son of a bitch." he said. the phone rang. we both turned our attention to it. "fuck you." he said, to the...phone?

"finn are you schizophrenic now or something."

"no, i know they can hear me"

yep, definitely schizophrenic.

the phone only continued ringing. "goddamn it!" he said and got up. he picked up the phone.

"what? you gonna say something???"

A/N LOL (little miss anger issues)

"do you even know who you are?"

"what the shit kind of question is that?" i heard a voice over the phone. "give me that!" i said. my turn. "do you even know who you are?"

"i'm y/n l/n. plus finney blake."

"yeah well nice to fucking meet you, finney blake. and his beautiful fucking girlfriend. must be nice. right here! this is it."

"this is what?"

"the horrifying nightmare end of your pathetic little life."

"holy shit. you're vance hopper! i remember you. you used to scare us."

"trust me, y/n l/n, if you knew what you two had coming, you'd be fucking terrified! todays the day, motherfucker!"

"have you tried stacking the carpets to reach the window?"

"yeah, we've tried everything."

"no! not everything."

"when the grabber saw what i had done, that was it. and he took his time with me, too" sick bastard.

"what did you do?"

"oh, that fucker had to spend a fortune to repair all the damages!"

"what did you do?"

"i'm getting to that, cunt wad!" (LMAOOO)

"or do you have some other important shit you have to do right now?"

"no, no, no, no, i'm... i'm listening."

"there's an outlet in the shitter, across from the john."

"yeah, we've seen it."

"on the other side of that wall, there's a storage room. you can't get into that room, because there's a big ass upright freezer in the way."

"okay.."

"break into the wall about two feet above the outlet till you get to a panel with screws in it. get the panel off, you're into the freezer."

"and then out into the storage room. thank you."

"for what?"

"for helping us."

"helping you? this isn't about you! fuck him...!"

everything around me shifted. it was so loud in my ears i had to cover them. everything was shaking and it felt like the world was crashing down on me. i backed up into a wall.

"y/n!!" finney yelled as he rushed over to me. it only seemed to make it worse. he wrapped his arms around my neck and buried his head in my hair.

immediately the bottles of soda we had drank yesterday went flying at our heads, but barely missed.

"you're okay!" finney yelled.

it stopped. it all stopped. we sat there in silence, nothing but tears pouring down my face.

nothing but us.