𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦, - rinney

"𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘺?"

New stanza style 😜

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Hello?

I could feel the pressure of going down stairs as he held me. The way his breathing was raspy was a little too odd.

"I'd snap your neck for what you did to my arm."
he chuckled as he threw me on a really uncomfortable comforter.

I grunted as I fell.
I could barley see anything.
Everything was bleary. Him, along with the room we were in.
All I could think of is a basement with nothing in it, alongside a comforter I'm on.

"Look what you did to my arm.. not like you can see shit." Guessing I had done something to him when he got me.
It looked like he was waving his hand across my face. Sitting up, I just felt dizzy.

"Don't be scared, I won't make you do anything.. you'd like." He said caressing my hair.

"You murdered the others, didn't you."
"Who?"
"Vance.. Bruce..?"
".. That wasn't me."

As if. I already knew it. He was the one who murdered the others.

I could tell he was lying just by his voice.

"You want soda?" I'll go get you a soda if you'd like."
A dialing phone interrupted him from the distance of the opened door.

"Is that the phone? You hear a phone?"
..
"Tell you what. I'll go get you a soda, then I'll come back, and explain everything to you. Okay?"

"I'll get going now." I could barley see, him walking away and closing and locking the door behind him.

Well, fuck.
What would Gwen.. Dad?.. Robin think..?
What would dad even care?.. He would. Right?..
Gwen and Robin are the only ones I could ever care about.

I didn't know what to do. I decided to take a nap or something.. fuck, im scared..

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Robins POV:

It was the next days when I woke up. The day after I kissed Finney. God he is so adorable. I couldn't wait to see him at school, or even walk with him if I spot him.

I got up, went to the bathroom to take a shower and from there got ready, did my hair and put one of my favorite bandanna on.

"Robelito, come on!" I could hear my uncle yell. He was the only one I had left in my family, blood related. To be honest, I see him as a better father figure than what was my own. I mean, I did miss them, especially my mama but.. I love my uncle.

As he dropped me off, I could hear whispers as I walk into the hallways of school.

"Did you hear? That Finney kid went missing!"

"Well there goes another missing kid."

"I wonder if he's dead already.."

My heart sinked. I couldn't believe what I had heard across the hallways.
Finney..? Missing..? It couldn't be. If only I had walked him home. He would have been safe at home, or here as we speak.

Fuck fuck fuck! It's all my fault.. what if he didn't like that I kissed him. What if he didn't care about it...

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The next day I wake up to an odd phone moving weirdly.

"Stop it."