(a/n: I'm bored so I'm gonna write random angst. its gonna be like a one show cuz its not related to the story at all. also this is my first time writing anything angst so if i should fix anything let me know<3)
•finney's pov•
take a fast step back. step forward. step back. and swing. over and over i repeat it in my head as i punch the grabber with the dirt filled phone in my hand. i swing and swing but its not enough. i need something thats really gonna get him. i go to swing again without thinking and forgetting the steps. well shit. he had a hold on me and i tried wigglign out but i couldn't. i got a good grip of his mask and ripped it off. it was like his kryptonite. he let go of me and covered his face. trying to hid it or something. what was he like super ugly?
i compsed myself just to relise that there was still cord left of the phone. just enought to wrap around someone neck. if i'm gonna kill this guy this is gonna be my best chance at it. i wrapped the cord around his neck and sat sortof next to but behind him, pullign hard on the cord and he tries to rip it away from his troat. wow. me, quiet, nerd, the kid who gets bullied almost everyday, is strangling a grown man who kidnapped me, and my friends. i need to get out of here for them. i just need to-
riiiiing.... riiiiing.... riiiiing....
what? no. i thought robin was the last call. but whats killing this son of a bitch without some final farewells. i put the phone up to his ear and whisper "its for you" in an aggressive tone. and just like that. my dead friends and people ive met said their final farewells to the man that took their lives. i sat and listened waiting for them to finish
"welcome to the horrifying nightmare end of your pathetic little life." vance. i never really knew him. i just watched the fights he cause. on occasion i would watch him fight people inside or outside of school. he was such an angry person. i never knew why. no one ever really knew why. all i know is no body is perfect.
"hahaha... you don't have much time."
then theres griffin. i never knew him. now one know him. he was so young and had so much more life to live. so much more he could've done. his life was just taken away from him like it was worthless. all of them had. he was only 9 when he was taken. not even a teenager but that didn't matter to the grabber. all he wanted was to satisfy his sick mind with little kids."todays the day mother fucker." again vance must've had a lot to say to him. he was never someone who backs down from a fight. he's a good fighter so i don't even know how he was killed. i don't want to imagine it. the pain he went through. everything that was done to them makes me feel sick. i could've been with them if it wasn't for my stupid gift. im just lucky.
"i cant kill you hijo de puta so finn is gonna do it for me." robin. why him. my best friend. he was always there when matt and matty trued to beat me up. he was like a rainbow after a rain storm. i don't know what im gonna do without him. there was so much i didn't do and so much i never got to tell him. i liked him. a lot. i never really thought of myself as gay or bi or queer but whenever i was around him i just felt better. like myself. but just like that he was ripped away from me. the only light in my life was gone and i just wish i would've told him.
"finns arm is MINT!" bruce. i only met him once at a baseball game. he won after getting a home run from one of my pitches. he seemed kind and liked by many people. his family was probably waiting for him to get home to celebrate with him about the big win. he never came home though. i cant even imagine the pain and grief his family must have went through. what all the families have went through. i need to bring them justice.
and just like that with a hard tug all i heard was a snap. an echoing snap that replayed in my mind. i quickly stood up and watched and his body falls slowly into the hole. i did it. i killed the grabber. for robin. im going to get out of here. i turn around as they chilling snap echo is interrupted by aggressive barks. i scoot by the hole and grab a piece of meat from the bathroom and walk back to the dog. the only think going on in my mind is the fact that im getting out of here. being able to see gwen again but leaving robin and everyone else behind. i throw the meet away from the door and the dog walks over to it and chows down
slowly, i walk to the stairs. my mind racing on the way up. why did i get out. robins a better fighter. vance is tougher. but me im just the bullied kid who like space ships. why was i able to kill him but they couldn't. i got to the too of the stairs and walk to the front door. i still have an angry but determined look on my face as i get the lock open. and there it was. the outside once again. but this time there was no dog barking. there was no running from a van or getting tackled. i was free. free. i take a better look around as my eyes adjust to the sunlight and i see cop cars everywhere. did they find me first? but they were all around the house across the street. i keep looking around as i step off the porch. my heart skips a beat. gwen. seeing her and meeting eyes with her made me feel safe. i almost felt like crying but i was still in shock. she stands up and runs over to my and throws her arms around me. engulfing me in the warmest hug i've had in my entire life. i did it. im finally free. with Gwen i felt like i was home even though i was still far from it. i look up to see two cops running towards me and the house. when they get to me i tell them hes in the basement and me and gwen get walked to an ambulance. my brain never stoped racing. i look around and i see body bags on stretchers being brought out. no. it cant be. one of those had to be robin. i wish he was still here. i wish i could run up to him and hug him like gwen did with me. all the things id tell him. if i could just talk to him one more time. just one last call and i could be happy.
me and gwen sit in the ambulance and just lean on each other. i hear shouting coming from the perimeter and i can see my dad come towards me and gwen. was he crying? when he got to me he.. hugged me. i haven't been hugged by my dad in years. it didn't even feel right anymore. all i could think about is what hes done to me and gwen. he gets down on his knees and begged for forgiveness. its just all to much to handle. i just want to go home. i lean on gwen more and i start thinking again. would they let me take the phone? if i did maybe i could still call them. that would have to wait for another day. i just need to be for a while. maybe some therapy.
(a/n: omfg. my first angst lmao. i feel like its not that good cuz its not really that gut wrenching crying screaming punching a wall type stuff but its just cuz im not at that skill level yet lmao. i will try and write more angst in the future if you guys like it. also IM SO SORRY I HAVE NOT ADDED TO THIS STORY IN SO LONG. i didnt forget about it i just havent had time or motivation to do it lately with high school and stuff but i will try and update when i can. i did just a quick look over so pleease let me know if theres grammar i need to fix. also i will be adding a but more to the beginning at some point cuz i feel like its just a bit to fast idk lol. i love you all stay healthy<333)
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