seven souls (the black phone characters x reader)

chapter twenty-six

Like Griffin the police didn't search around much for Vance. Probably because they thought Vance didn't go missing but just was a runaway kid. People didn't mind though because it was the end of Vance's wrath. Some people at school were excited about the news he was gone. I know Vance was an asshole to people still doesn't mean people should have celebrated hearing about it. I even felt slightly bad because I knew he just wanted people to leave him the fuck alone.

I was sitting in the middle of class when a staff member burst in class whispering something to my teacher as she pointed right at me. I was confused because I hadn't gotten into a fight....yet.

"Grab your stuff your mom here" the staff member whispered, walking away. Oh great. I got up grabbing my bag walking out with some people whispering behind me. I was heading down to the front office noticing my mother standing there tapping her foot against.

"Mom, what are you doing here?"

"I have to bring you down to the police station" she whispered under her breath walking to the front office lady signing me out before walking out to the car.

"Why am I going down to the station?"

"Someone named detective wright has some question for you about Vance"

Fuck! I got into the back seat, throwing my bag off to the side laying my head back against the seat. For much of the car ride we didn't speak, the only thing keeping the silence away was the radio jamming out to Elvis Presley.

"Do you want me to go in with you?" my mother asked, turning her head back around. I shook my head no as she let out a sigh "okay I'll be in the car waiting and when we get home we need to talk"

"Okay" I mumbled, getting out of the car and walking to the front door. Once I entered, I could hear yelling from a far as the lady at the desk looked up seeing me. She got out of her seat walking to the back probably to get Wright as I took a seat. The lady came back taking a seat picking up the newspaper.

"(Y/n) come with me" Wright said standing by the door. I got up walking after him as the yelling grew intense.

"Miss Hopper please calm down" the police officer said, trying to keep the situation calm as the woman slammed her hand on the desk, blonde locks of hair falling in front of her face.

"No! My boy is missing, and you have done nothing to find him! You guys do a terrible shitty job!"

"Miss we are-"

"My son is still out there. find him.... I need my baby boy back" her voice cracked as she sat back down pulling out a cigarette lighting it up and lifting it to her lips.

I kept walking as Wright led me into the same room as last time as he pulled down the shades again giving us privacy while closing the door.

"So why am I back here again?" I ask tapping my finger against the arm rest. He took out his handy little notepad, setting it down on the desk.

"You know Vance hopper, right?"

"A little but everyone knows him"

"Are you friends with Vance?"

"No, we've only talk about 3 to 4 times"

"When was the last time you've seen him?"

"At the police station when we were talking about his fight"

"Okay, thank you for your time" he said, getting up from his seat.

"Why was I being questioned?"

"We're questioning all the people who are close to him to find any clues on his case" he said, opening the door and walking out. I got up on my feet walking out back to the car taking a seat in the back.

"So what did they want?" my mother asked, turning her head around to me.

"There question people who were close to Vance"

"Okay well sweetie I- I don't want you staying out late and your not in trouble for hanging around Vance but please stay caution"

"Okay mom but can I still hang out with my friends?"

"Yes, just not after dark" she said, starting the car back up as we drove back home. My mother dropped me off as she went to pick up my brother. I took a seat on the couch picking up the remote watching some tv meanwhile thinking about what just happened. Were they even going to find him? What if the Grabber strikes again, I mean the police were doing a shitty job just leaving everything to the detective but three people have gone missing and there so far nothing about the person doing it beside the nickname the Grabber. I didn't want to keep thinking about it as I switched through the channels stopping at my (f/s) as I laid back resting my head on a throw pillow with the fabric scratching against my cheek a little as I closed my eyes wondering why we even moved down here in the first place.