TW: kidnapping and some gore
◦robin and y/n have been dating for a few weeks
◦the grabber does exist in this one, i know i said i wouldn't add him in these, but this was requested and i couldn't resist the good ideas for this so... enjoy! ♡
The bell rang. I walked out of class, going to my locker. As I opened it, I got this bad feeling in my gut, like something bad was going to happen. I ignored it as I shut my locker. Robin was standing behind my locker door, which made me jump. "Jesus, Robin. You scared me." I said. He laughed. "Sorry, hermosa. Come on." He said, taking my hand as we walked out of school.
As we were walking home, Robin and I were talking about school and how our days were. We were ten minutes away from our houses, when all of a sudden I saw a black van driving slowly towards us on the other side of the road. The bad feeling in my gut came back. I stopped walking. Robin turned around. "Y/n, what's wrong?" He asked me, with a concerned look on his face. "Let's turn around." I said. "What, why?" He asked. "Listen, Robin, that van creeps me out. Please, can we turn around?" I asked. He nodded. "Yeah, sure, come on." He said, turning around with me and we started walking the other way.
The van kept coming on towards us. It slowed down when it came next to us. The guy driving the van rolled his window down. "Hey kids, you want to see a magic trick?" The guy asked. "No, thanks." Robin said, speeding up his pace, I did the same. The van sped up with us. "Hey, come on, now. One magic trick?" The guy said. "Fuck off." Robin said to the guy. The man frowned angrily and rammed the side of his van into Robin, making him fall. "HOLY SHIT, ROBIN!" I yelled, kneeling down to help him. He was unconscious. The man stopped the van, and got out. He had a can of wasp spray in his hand. Fuck. I tried my best to cover my face from it, but it was useless. The man sprayed it in my face and in Robin's, making me fall unconscious too. The next thing I knew, Robin and I were tossed in the back of his van.
I woke up in a basement on a mattress, Robin laying next to me. There were no lights on, and the sun was setting. There was a phone in the room, but I didn't have enough energy to get up and go to it. The man wouldn't have left us in a room with an operating phone. "Y/n?" Robin asked. "Oh my god, hi. Hey, I'm here." I said, attempting to sit up. "What happened?" He asked. "That asshole drove his van into your arm, then sprayed wasp repellant at me, making me go unconscious as well. Then he threw us into his van and put us in his basement." I explained to him. "Fuck." Robin said. I looked at his arm. "Holy shit, Robin. Look at your arm." I said. It was bleeding a lot and it looked like it was broken. "God Damn. That fucking bitch and his fucking van probably broke my arm." He said, reaching over to touch it. When he did touch it, he sharply inhaled through his teeth. "Fuck." He muttered. My eyes filled up with tears. "Robin, I'm scared." I said, my voice breaking. He wrapped his uninjured arm around me, saying, "Don't be. I'm here, Y/n."
