Only Time Will Tell - A Robin Arellano x Fem!! Reader story

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣

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𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴

Your POV:

I slowly opened my eyes and sat up, I was back where I started, in the basement. Robin was sleeping on the ground next to the mattress. I slowly get up and walk to the small bathroom area in the room. I look in the very disgusting mirror above the even more gross sink. I see the huge wound on my chin and multiple bruises on my face and body. I gently press one of my fingers to my chin and wince in pain. I turn on the sink and put some water in my hand. I wash off the wound on my chin, then splash some water on my face. I turn off the sink and walk out of the bathroom. I sit down on the mattress and think. What the fuck do I do now?

Gwenny's POV:

I was currently in my room sitting in front of my dollhouse. I open it and lay out the cross and my bible. "Jesus," I begin, "What the fuck? I mean, what the fuck? " I say, frustrated. "I ask you for help, and you give me these clues that don't mean jack shit! " I state, which is true. I thought my nightmares were clues, but maybe I was wrong. "And now this morning, I wake up with no dream at all! " I continue my rant, "like seriously, what the hell is wrong with you? You let the Grabber take Robin and Y/n, right? " I was seriously contemplating my life choices right now. "And don't even try to tell me that you don't get involved, 'cause you've been giving me these dreams. Unless," I say, "Maybe your not even real! " I sigh out of frustration. I was so confused and didn't want to think about it anymore right now. I put the stuff back in the dollhouse and slam the two sides of the toy house together. I climb into bed and shut my eyes.

Your POV:

The phone starts ringing and I groan. "No! Fuck you! " I shout, sighing. "Dammit! " I sigh, getting up and walking towards the phone. "What now? " I ask, clearly annoyed. "Hello? " I say, rolling my eyes. "You gonna say something? " I question. "Do you even know who you are? " I ask. "What the shit kinda question is that? " the voice on the other end of the line says, "Do you even know who you are? " The voice asks. "I'm Y/n Y/l/n," I say, sighing. "yeah, well, nice to fucking meet you Y/n Y/l/n," the voice says. "Right here, this is it," The familiar sounding voice says. "This is what? " I ask. "The horrifying nightmare end of your pathetic little life," The voice shouts through the phone. "Holy fuck, your Vance Hopper, Pinball Vance! " I exclaim. "I remember you, you used to have a crush on my older sister, Jupiter, you also used to scare me and Finney," I say. "Trust me Y/n Y/l/n, if you knew what you had coming, you'd be fucking terrified," Vance says, chuckling a little at the end. "Today's the day, motherfucker! " He shouts. "Have you tried stacking the carpets to reach the window? " Vance asks. "Yeah, we've tried every damn thing," I sigh. "No, not everything," he says, "When the Grabber saw what I had done, that was it," he says, "and he took his time with me too," he continues. "What'd you do? " I ask. "Oh, that fucker had to spend a fortune on the repairs," Vance says, chuckling. "What did you do? " I ask, again. "I'm getting to it, fuck wad," Vance shouts. "Ok ok, chill out fucking pussy," I say, rolling my eyes. "There's an outlet in the shitter, across from the john," Vance says. "Yeah, I've seen it," I say. "On the other side of that wall, there's a storage room, " Vance explains. "You can't get into that room, because there's a bigass upright fridge in the way," he continues. "Ok," I say, looking around. "Break into the wall about two feet above the outlet till you get to a panel with screws in it," Vance says. "Get the panel off, your into the freezer," he continues. "And then out into the storage room," he finishes. "Thank you," I say, smiling. "For what? " Vance asks. "For helping me? " I question. "Helping you? " He questions, "This isn't about you! " Vance shouts, "Fuck him! " He yells. Then, the phone goes to static.

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