Idiot || robin arellano

11. Sleep on it

It starts to get dark in the basement. I lay on my back staring up at the ceiling. Robin's doing the same.

"I'm losing hope Robin." I whisper.
"You can't." He says. I turn on my side to face him.
"Why not? We can't get out." I say.
"Don't say that." He says sternly.
"Why?" I ask in a softer tone.

"We will get out, okay." He says.
"How?" I ask.
"I'm not sure. But we're going to kill him." He says.
"Okay ." I say choosing to say nothing more.

He turns on his side to face me. I turn my head to look at him.
"Hi." I say.
"Hi." He smiles. I smile back.

"I'm tired." He says. I nod.
"Same but I'm also cold. I wish he'd bring us a blanket."
"Come here then." He says lifting his arm up.

I smile and move closer to him. His arms find their way around me.
"Thank you." I say.
"You know it's the-." He starts to say.
"Shut the fuck up." I say already knowing how he's going to finish that sentence.

He laughs and pulls me closer to him.

My eyes get heavy and soon enough I fall asleep.

I feel my body shaking. I move the hand away.
"Y/n get up." Robin says.
"What?" I ask not opening my eyes.
"Can you hear it?" He asks.
"Hear what?"
"The dripping." He says.
"What?" I ask sitting up confused.
"Listen."

I listen and hear a dripping sound.
"What the fuck?" I ask.

"I didn't wanna wake you up but it was freaking me out." He says.
"No it's probably for the better you did." I say.
"What is it?" He asks.
"I'm not sure." I say.

I look around the basement. It's hard to see in the dark.

I get to a corner and see something. It's an upside down floating guy who also seems to be dead. I scream and move back. Robin moves with me scared and confused.

The dead boy points at the phone and just as he does it starts to ring. I stand up and walk over.

"What's happening?" Robin asks.
"I don't know." I say truthfully.

"Hello." I say into the phone.

"Hello?" I ask.
"You don't have much time. The Grabber hasn't been sleeping. He thinks this might be it. That he's going to figure it out." He says.
"Who's gonna figure it out?" I ask.
"His brother upstairs." I repeat it to Robin, as the boy laughs.

"Are you Griffin?" I ask.
"Who?" He asks, I can hear the confusion in his voice.
"Griffin Stagg." I say.
"Probably. It's all a little hazy but I imagine you know all our names."
"Every kid does." I say.
"I didn't know you." Robin says.
"Nobody did. You spend so many years invisible, and then every kid in the state knows your name." He says. I repeat it to Robin.

"Why hasn't he killed us?" I ask.
"You won't play the game. You have to play the game. If you don't play he can't win." I repeat it.
"What game?"
"Naughty boy, well in your case, naught kids. If you don't play The Grabber can't beat you. And if he can't beat you he can't move on to the next part. And the next part of it is his favorite part."
"What's the next part?" Robin asks. He laughs.

"You don't have much time." He says.
"You said that."
"You guys have to come up with a plan." He says.
"He wants us to plan something." I say to Robin.
"Plan what?" Robin asks.
"You guys have to attack him, run, kill him. Anything." Griffin says.
"How?" I ask. The call ends. "Griffin?" There's no response so I hang it up.

"What the hell." I mutter.
"Y/n." Robin says. I look up at him and he pulls my arm back to the mattress.

I sit down and realize how tired I am.

"What do we do?" I ask.
"What did he say?" He says.
"Attack, run, or kill him." I say.
"That's all he said?" He asks.
"Yup." I say.

"Okay well, we'll have to kill him then." He says.
"Okay but how?" I ask.
"Let's just sleep on it and in the morning we can make a plan like Griffin said." He says.
"Great we'll just sleep on the most important plan of our lives." I say annoyed.
"Yup." Hs says.

I lay on the bed and look away from him. He lays down behind me.

"Ready to sleep on it?" He asks.
"I hate you." I say.
"You missed me." He reminds me.
"Fuck you." I say turning to face him.

He smiles and throws his arm over me.

(A.n: sorry for not updating in so long, school is so draining. anyways thoughts