Time- Vance Hopper

Chapter 18

Okay okay before I start, it's September, that means we are so close to Halloween. And so... I NEED A NEW BOOK.

Hopefully by October I'll be done with this one, and I can start a new one. But when I do what should I do?

So please drop ideas, horror stuff, Slashers, idc how old it is I've probably watched it anyways.
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Gwen looked at her dad, and hesitated before saying something.

"Daddy?"

He turned around in his chair, Cup of alcohol still in hand. He looked like shit.

"Yes honey?"

She walked towards him.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, come."

She sat in front of him.

"Promise you won't get mad?"

"I promise honey."

"It's about my dreams." She sat up straighter.

He took a sip, he thought and put it down.

"What about your dreams?"

"Well, what if they... their.. well.."

"Your mother she was a special soul, and she was smart. Just like you. But sweetheart, she was also, uh... touched. She saw things and she heard things, and she was just so convinced that her dreams meant something, and eventually they told her to do things. Terrible things, and so she took her own life. But, they aren't real." He struggled through tears.

"I loved mom."

He nodded. "I-I loved her too."

"I mean I loved her the way she was."

"I know honey.. i- it's just I don't want that future for you, sweetheart. Do you understand?"

"But.. What if we find Finney?"

And so, her dad listened for once and decided to take a drive. She looked outside the window for the brick house she had seen in her dreams.

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The police were also outside, and knocked on the door to Max and his brothers house.

The dog barked when they knocked.

"Hey, Samson stop! Come here, come here boy, come on, get in here, go-"

Marie sighed, Max told her to answer. She opened the door.

"Hello?"

They weren't expecting a girl, much less the girl who had two people in her life kidnapped. They knew she didn't live here, everyone knew about her at this point.

"Good evening, maam... we're canvasing your neighborhood, talking to residents, and we were wondering if you've seen this boy." They held out a picture of Finney.

"Finney?" She took it and looked at it closer.

"You're the police?" Max said, pushing her aside.

"Yes.. Denver Pd."

"Your looking for the missing kids?"

"Yes, if there's anything you can tell us-"

"No, no, come inside. I wanna show you something." He opened the door and let them in.

"Right over here. All the kids live in the same district right, they walk to and from school they all got grabbed on the way home except for Robin Arellano, who was walking home Saturday afternoon on his way to the store-"

"No. That's not true." Marie interrupted.

"What?" Everyone looked to her.

"Before vance got kidnapped, he seemed kinda pissed off, which was normal but we had got into a fight earlier before that. He didn't say where he was going, it was night so I'm guessing he was just going back home. When he didn't come home from school, I called in. His parents just thought he was staying with me." She confessed.

"And.. why didn't you tell anyone this?"

"Because, nobody cared about vance so why should  I have? Half the kids in the school were relieved." She scoffed.

"Anyways, as I was saying he has to be able to grab these kids and get them back to his place very quickly. Which means he's got a house, with a garage. And he can't risk them getting away or waking up if he's knocking them out. Which means that the grabber has to live somewhere in this area right here."

"Mr.... Uh..."

"It's max."

"Mr. Max and Ms. Arellano-"

"Not Mr. max, just Max and Marie. My friends call me Max, and since we're all working on this case together-"

"How long have you lived in the area, Max?"

"I- I, no I live down in Durango, this is my brothers place. I've been reading about this case a lot and I'm in between jobs right now, Marie over here said that she doesn't really like police, and you guys could really use my help."

"You can keep working at this, but if you see any of these boys, give us a call."

"Or if I have any news.. right?"

"If you see any of these boys, call."

"Might wanna tidy up before your brother gets home." He looked to the cocaine.

"Oh. Stupid, stupid stupid moron." He shook his head and sat down.

"This is why I say, Fuck the police." She sighed and sat down next to him.

(Alexa, play fuck tha police by N.W.A, I love that fucking song)

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Meanwhile, In the basement Finney got up and continued digging.

When he was done, he sat down again. Then, he heard something and the light turned on. He pretended to sleep while the grabber opened the door.

Marie had left before he had came home.

The grabber watched Finney.

"I know you're not sleeping." He sung, the boys actions humored him.

Finneys eyes opened, and he sat up.

"I'm starving."

"Tell me your name."

"Why do you care?"

"I usually don't. I find out eventually in the paper. They always print a nice, big photo. With all the details I could ever want. All the things you boys lie about. Especially that blonde boy, he lied a lot."

"Vance?"

"Yeah. That was his name."

"What's different this time?"

The grabber sighed "Oh... oh it's complicated. It's too complicated. Everything's different, nothings going right."

"You could let me go." He suggested.

"I'm thinking about it."

"I promise I won't tell anyone. You can blindfold me, drop me off on the streets, I'll walk home."

"Tell me your name."

"Taylor. Taylor." He lied, in hopes to fool the old man. Which didn't work, the grabber dropped the tray of food and grabbed a paper, throwing it at him.

Finney picked it up.

"I was really starting to like you. Finney. I almost let you go." He sounded disappointed as he closed the door and left him alone again.