Fight For Me. (Rinney.)

Chapter 9.

Robin’s Pov.

“Finney what happened?” I was so confused. All I know is that I woke up to a scream and Finney was being taken by the grabber. “What did he do?” I placed my hands on his shoulders hoping he would give me a straight answer.

“He…he gave me a bath.” He did what to Finney? My eyes went wide as I was realizing the severity of the situation. “He had me take off my clothes in front of him and then he washed the top half of my body.” He looked down and started softly crying. I was furious!

“I won’t let him take you again, ok? I’m gonna protect you mi amor.” I laid him on the mattress as I did the same. We were both facing each other and I couldn’t help but wipe away his fallen tears. He soon opened his gorgeous eyes and we just stared at one another. We didn’t need to vocalize our feelings as we both just understood.

“Hey Robin?” His voice was so sweet and calm.

“Yes Finney?”

“What does amor mean? I’ve heard you call me it before.” I could feel myself stop breathing as I realized what he asked.

“Umm. It means…love?” The way I said it sounded as if I was questioning my own answer but we both knew that's what it meant. Finney's face soon turned red.

“Why would you call me that?” How could he be so cute and innocent even with all the pain he’s been through?

“Because. Finney… I love you!” I ended up shouting the last part as I shut my eyes tight. Afraid of what expression he’d make. It could be one of disgust or of hate. I couldn’t bear to lose him.

After a moment of silence I open my eyes and see Finney staring into my own, cheeks still flushed with color.

“I love you too Robin!” I couldn’t believe it. He said he loved me too!

“Are you serious? You're not lying to make me feel better are you?” He took his hands and intertwined them with my own.

“Robin. I’ve been in love with you since you first asked me to help you with math. I could never lie to you about this. You're my whole life!” I was in tears at Finney’s confession. The urge to protect him has never been more strong. I snatched my hands from Finneys as I wrapped them around his waist pulling him into me. He soon wrapped his arms around my neck.

I was in pure bliss. Though the earlier predicament hadn’t left my mind. I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. The vent was our best option and quickest. I needed to get Finney out of here and fast. It was clear to me now that who the grabber had wanted wasn’t me but Finney. Meaning Finney was in danger.

During our hug session Finney had fallen asleep and that was my cue to go work on the vent. It had become night again and that meant the grabber wouldn’t be bothering me as I worked on our escape. I gently got out of Finney’s hold and started for the bathroom.

I had ended up chipping all the paint off which left my fingers bloodied and soar but it was so worth it. The reason why it was so worth it was because the vent was big! Big enough for me and Finney to fit through and get out. I just needed to find a way to unscrew the bolts so we could get up there and out.

As I continued to try and use my nails to remove the bolts I heard the door creak. On instinct I sprinted to Finney’s side and stood in front of him. He had also heard it open and soon was standing behind me with a hand gripped tightly onto my shirt.

“What do you want?” I was so close to calling him many names but I didn’t want to make him mad and risk Finney getting hurt because of it. I just hoped the venom in my voice was clear.

“Now that’s not very nice. I only wanted to bring you some food. Aren’t you hungry?” I didn’t move or speak. I just stood there seething in anger as he dared to look at Finney.

“DON'T LOOK AT HIM!” I yelled. Yelled a lot louder than I wanted too. I just couldn’t hide my anger anymore. What he did with Finney was wrong and I wanted him to know that. “Don’t you fucking come close to him you pinche cabrón!” (Fucking bastard) His eyes had visibly darkened at my outburst and I could tell Finney was looking at me with fear. I knew he wasn’t afraid of me though. He was afraid for me.

“Don’t yell at me you naughty boy! I think you should be punished for your outburst.” He started walking towards me but Finney stepped in front.

“Please don’t hurt him. Please.” He had started crying and I hated how it was my fault. I couldn’t just keep my mouth shut. Next thing I knew I had gotten hit in the face hard. I collapsed due to the strength as I remained in pain on the cold ground.

What I didn’t expect was for the grabber to grab Finney. He flung him over his shoulder and marched out as Finney cried and screamed. The bang of the door shutting was all I needed to realize that the grabber had taken Finney out once again and we were separated from each other.

I started banging on the door screaming. I couldn’t help the tears that streamed down my face. Finney, please come back to me.

~Time skip to after Robin passed out from exhaustion.~

I was laying on the floor close to sleep as I waited for Finney to come back. Hoping he’d come back. The door soon opened and I sprang up. What I saw broke my heart. Finney was passed out with a cut lip and bruised cheek. He looked dead. I ran to his body that the grabber had dropped to the floor.

“Finney!” I lifted his head and leant down to see if I could hear a heartbeat.

“He’s not dead. He was only being punished.” The grabber then shut the door and left. I slowly dragged his body to the mattress. Laying his head on my lap as I scanned over his injuries.

“Finney. Lo siento. I’m so sorry.” I pressed my head to his as I cried.

“Robi-*cough* cough*!”

“Finney!” I lifted my head up as I tried to remain as calm as possible for him. “Oh my god Finney, are you ok!” I wasn’t doing a very good job though.

“Robin.” His voice was rough and he sounded as though he’d been screaming for a long time. “It hurts. *Cough* cough*.”

“What hurts love? You’re lip? It will heal the same with your cheek. It’ll be ok.” I hoped he understood me because he seemed like he would pass out again at any time.

“My hips. They hurt so much.” He started crying softly and I froze. His hips? What did that mean?

It clicked! That son of a bitch! The escape plan was gonna have to wait because I was going to kill him!