8. Ringing

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I wake up to someone shaking my shoulder quickly.
"What?" I ask thinking it's Gwen waking me up much earlier than I'd like.

"He's coming." Robin's voice says.
"What?" I ask confused. I remember that we're both kidnapped. I sit up.

The door opens and I watch the masked man walk in.

"Oh goody you're both up." He says. His voice makes me feel sick.

"Look what you did to me." He says showing me his arm. There's a cut on it.
"Okay." I say.
"There was so much blood. It was like I had killed someone." He says. He sounds almost happy. It's sickening.

I look over at Robin and he's staring at The Grabber.

"Had to make it even." I say. The Grabber tilts his head to the side softly to indicate his confusion "Made it match Robin's." I add.
"I guess we are even now." He says. He walks up to me.

"I know you're scared but I'm not going to hurt you anymore." He says slowly tucking my hair behind my ear. I want to push him away. "You don't have to be scared because nothing bad is going to happen here." He says.

I just look at him confused.

"Do you like soda?" He asks grabbing my chin. I push his hand off.
"Don't touch me." I say.

The phone from upstairs starts ringing.
"I wonder who that is?" He says in a singsong voice. I clench my fist.
"You really should go check." Robin says clearly wanting him gone.
"I'll go answer that and get you two a soda." He says before leaving.

I look over at Robin.
"What the hell?" Is all I manage to say.
"I told him I'd kill him if he laid a finger on me. I don't know how, but he took it into consideration." Robin says.

We just sit there in silence.
"Why'd you bring the bandanna?" Robin asks pointing to the bandanna.
"Oh I don't know." I say being honest.
"Cause you missed me?" He asks now mockingly. I roll my eyes.
"I said I hate you."
"I know." He says with a smug grin.

I roll my eyes and turn away from him.
"Y/n." He says.
"Yeah." I say turning back to him.
"Can I borrow a hair tie? My hairs in my face." He asks. I debate telling him no, but still take one of the extra hair ties and hand it to him.

"Thank you." He says as he pulls his hair back to tie it. A single strand of hair falls out and hangs by his eye.

The phone rings. My head turns to it quickly.
"You said it was broken." I say.
"Yeah it is." He says.
"Then how's it ringing?" I ask.
"What? It's not ringing." He says.
"Robin the phone is fucking ringing." I say.

He looks at me confused with a hint of worry.
"Then pick it up." He says.
"Okay." I say standing up and walking to it.

I pick it up and put it to my ear.
"Hello?" I ask.

The door opens and Robin stands up.

I pull the phone away from me.
"It doenst work not since I was a kid, hang it up." He says. I don't.
"I brought you your sodas." He says.
"Put them down there." Robin says not wanting him anywhere near us.

"I know you're scared and you want to go home, I'll take you home soon it's just that everything's all fucked up. I have to be upstairs for a while, somethings come up." He says.
"What?" I ask.
"Nevermind what."
"Did someone see something? Are the police coming?" Robin asks.

"It's not the police." The Grabber laughs.
"Someone though? Someone's coming? We'll scream. If someone's upstairs they'll hear us." I say already knowing that screaming won't work.
"No he won't. Not with the door shut"
"He?" Robin asks catching him.

"With the door shut no one can hear anything down here!" He yells. "I soundproofed it myself. So shout if you want you won't bother anyone." He starts to leave.

"You're the one who killed the others." I say trying to get more information out of him.
"That wasn't me that was someone else. I will never make you do anything you won't.. like." He says.

"If you try to touch her I'll kill you. I mean it." Robin says moving closer to me.

"Hang up the phone now." He says staring at me. I do.

"I was down here once when it rang. Ooh creepiest damn thing. I think it's static electricity that does it." He says walking towards the stairs. So he hears it too. Why doesn't Robin?

He closes the door behind him.

"Fucking hijo de puta." Robin says grabbing his soda before sitting on the mattress. I grab mine and sit down next to him.

"Why does he hear it too and you don't?" I ask.
"I don't know." Robin says looking at me carefully.

"Did anyone respond earlier?" He asks. I shake my head.
"The Grabber showed up before they had a chance." I say. He nods.
"Let me know if it rings again." He says.

We both sit in silence for a bit.

"Robin?" I ask.
"Yeah?" He says rolling on his side to look at me.
"Did you mean it? When you said that if he tried to touch me you'd kill him?" I ask.

He looks at me closely for a moment.

"I did." He says.
"Okay uh thank you." I say. He smiles.
"I mean it's the least I can do for someone who missed me." He says.

"Shut up! You're never gonna let that go are you?" I say.
"No I'm not." He says laughing.
"You missed me too." I say reminding him.
"Yeah and?" I smile softly.

"I also threatened to kill someone for you. You should feel honored." He says.
"I do." I say.

(A.n: thoughts??

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