seven souls (the black phone characters x reader)

chapter forty-six

"So why are you in the cafeteria?" I asked, pulling myself away looking up at him.

"Well I hate laying around doing nothing plus I got hungry" Robin said looking down at his tray still left with some food that wasn't touched.

"Well I figure you haven't eaten in a long time" I said, taking a seat in front of him. He sat back in his own seat picking up his tray and started devouring it knowing I wouldn't mind as in under a few minutes it was all gone. "Hey I wanted something"

"Oh sorry (y/n) you want me to get you something?" he asked, standing up clutching his side a little.

"No I was just playing" I said, getting up on my feet, taking his tray, throwing it over with the rest.

"You know I could have done that myself"

"Robin you're still hurt" I said sitting back down turning my head over to the window watching the full moon cast a glow on its dark night.

"I know, what have I missed while I was out?"

"For one you got a lot of homework to do when you get back to school, two Finn grown more confident and hasn't been picked on in a while the others are doing great too, were all over the news right now and also the grabber is dead"

"The grabber is dead???" He questioned me a little in a bit of shock and skeptic not knowing if I was being serious or not.

"Yeah, I was the one that.... killed him, I was losing blood already, so I had to think quick as I used the hole like a trap while taking the phone cord wrapping it around his neck then with a snap he was gone" I said scratching at the back of my neck as Robin shot up pulling me out my chair hugging me tightly.

"(y/n) you did it" he said, laying one of his hands over my head running it up and down. I shook my head letting strands of hair fall in front of my face looking up again at him.

"Thanks, and also um we will need to go down to the police station"

"Wait, why?" he asked

"Because they want to question us about what happened"

"Can't they just leave it fucking alone?"

"That's what I wanted but they'll just keep asking and asking so there no point in trying to skip it"

"Your right but it's-" he didn't finish his sentence letting out a groan pulling away from my touch. I took a step away as Robin took a deep breath facing the window. I opened my mouth wanting to say something to pull away from this conversation, but nothing spilled out, so I closed my mouth waiting for Robin to calm for a bit as he sighed sitting down in the chair.

"I'll be there but if they go deep with the question I'll just leave"

"Could I follow behind you?" I question tapping one of my fingers on the armchair.

"Of course (y/n)" he said. I gave him a warm smile as we got up walking out the cafeteria before any of the nurses could kick us out as we went to his room that was much smaller than the one last time with drawing also up on the wall.

"Wow, who made these?" I asked, stepping to the wall of art that held mostly child drawings beside one with a hand holding a rose, its vine curving around each finger, the thorn poking into them.

"Oh, those are mostly my sister beside the one you're staring at"

"Who drew this one then?"

"I stole it from you, you left it at the hospital"

"Hey!" I shouted "I was wondering where that one was"

"Now you know, do you want it back?"

"No, you can have it" I said looking one last time at the drawing before walking over to the bed sitting on the edge. "How come you kept it though?"

"Because you made it" he said, flashing a smile at me before taking a seat next to me as he took off his shirt. A new patch of bandages was wrapped around his stomach and chest with only a few drops of blood spilling through unlike last time we saw each other. "Could you help me?"

"With?"

"Your good at patching wounds sooo" he said pulling out some tape with some gauze wrap "the nurses wanted me to put this on to press against the wounds"

"Sure, stand-up" I said getting on my feet gesturing him to do the same as I unrolled the gauze taping a piece of tape sticking one end on his chest rolling it to the top tugging a little to make sure it was tight but still enough to breath in as I took another piece of tape wrapping it around the end of it.

"Is that good?"

"Yes" he said, taking the tape out of my hands walking off to the table setting it down. I noticed the clock read close to midnight as I realized if I didn't get home soon, I would probably be grounded for life.

"Shit Robin, I got to go I'll try to visit you again"

"Tell your mom I said hi!"

"Shut it jerk!" I called out rushing out the door passing by a few nurses making my way to the elevator pressing the first-floor button over and over again as the door shut bringing me down. Once they opened again, I was already making my way out pushing the doors out of my way stepping onto the street as my feet kicked in picking up the pacing down the road. I snuck out to the back of my house seeing my window was still open with the stack of books hanging on the edge for life as I hoist myself up through the window pulling myself over sending me tumbling to the floor. I got back up to my feet, taking the books, setting them on my desk, closing the window, pulling the curtains, throwing myself back on the bed, pulling the covers over as my door slammed wide open. I laid there in silence covering my mouth a little as I heard footsteps walking around me before turning their way back, closing the door behind. That was way too close.