Fight For Me. (Rinney.)

Chapter 6.

The Grabbers Pov.

I walked down the old steps that led into the basement where my little boy is. I had given them their food earlier and couldn’t wait to see my Finney again! I soon opened the door as quietly as possible to see if I could sneak up on them but this door wasn’t one for secrecy.

The door revealed Finney and his friend sleeping on the mattress. Finney had his head placed on his friend's lap and jealousy soon overtook me. I ran to the mattress stopping right before it. My fists were clasped and my eyes wide. I was seething with anger but I couldn’t do anything. Not until they showed how naughty they were. So I stepped back and calmed myself down. Deciding on sitting near the wall so I could watch them sleep.

After watching them sleep for a while, Finney started to wake up. Once he opened those gorgeous eyes of his they landed on me and his face turned to one of shock. I loved knowing how much I affected him. He sat up and faced me, being cautious of his still sleeping friend. I had only the top part of my mask on so it would allow him to see how happy I was to see him.

“What are you doing?” His voice held fear as he asked. I was surprised he had the balls to ask me a question. He seemed pretty timid when I stalked him.

“Oh nothing. Just looking.” He seemed taken back by my answer as he shuffled ever so closely to his friend… “Hey. What's the Mexicans name? I know yours but I don’t know his.” If his question shocked me before his response to me sure did.

“I won’t tell you, and he’s my friend, not some Mexican.” He sounded agitated and I couldn’t help the look of surprise that plastered its way on my own face. He sure was getting gutsy. But that look of determination to help his friend was making me excited.

“Relax kid. I was only asking.”

“I don’t appreciate the way you talk or refer to him. So please stop.” Damn, he was such a cutie. The smile I lost had found its way back as I just stared at him. My little boy.

“Fine, but if you can’t tell me his name I’ll refer to him however I want. So?” I knew I had him pinned. Either way I’d get what I want and I’d get the kids name regardless. It was simply a matter of time.  

“I… don’t know. Can I have some time to think about it?” He looked up and I loved how his attention was fully on me.

“Sure, but I’ll only give you until the next time I come back. Deal?” I stuck my hand out for him to shake.

“Deal?” It sounded more like a question but his hand soon came into contact with mine and I loved it! His skin was so smooth and soft. It was bliss holding his hand. I couldn’t help myself and started moving my thumb around his skin gripping it rather tight but not tight enough to hurt him. “Please let go.” I came out of my slight fixation and released my grip. I looked to see that my little boy looked tired and frustrated.

I then decided to leave before his friend woke up. I didn’t want to deal with him after having such a nice moment with my baby.

“Well, I should go now. Give you some time to think… See you soon little boy.” I got up and left after picking up the tray. I was gonna go to bed and dream about a cute little brunette with curly hair.

Robins Pov.

A loud door closing woke me up from my sleep. I looked around to see no one but Finney though. Meaning the grabber must have just left. How did I sleep through him coming here? Damn it! I won’t be able to help Finney if I can’t stay awake.

“Finney, you good? I’m sorry I’ve been sleeping so much. I’ll try and stay up as best I can ‘kay?” I saw Finney just staring at the floor. The only response I got from him was a small hum. “Finney? You alright?” He just stared at the floor. I couldn’t help but scoot towards him, grabbing his face with my hands gently. The flinch he gave off was big and concerning to no end. “Finney amor, tell me what's wrong. Please.” As soon as I finished speaking he started bawling in my hands.

“I’m so scared Robin! He keeps coming in and today he wouldn’t stop looking at me and touching my hand. I don’t know how much longer I can do this.” He continued to sob as I soon exchanged my hands to his waist as I pulled him into my chest. I knew then and there that we had to get out and if his voices didn’t want to help I’d figure it out myself on how to get us out. I hated seeing him like this and I hated that I wasn’t able to do anything.

“Shhh. It’s gonna be fine. We're gonna get out of this and you’ll be able to see Gwen and your dad again.” I was gonna get us out and the grabber was gonna pay for touching Finney.