The Black Phone (One shots!)

Defenseless (Ghost Boys + Finney) (Fem)

Finney Blake has been the talk of the town, he has been missing for a few months now and I'm pretty sure the cops believe he's dead. I mean everybody thinks he is, except for his sister of course, and me. I just hope that all the missing boys who were assumingly taken by the Grabber get the justice they really deserve. Nobody believes me and Gwen, no matter what we do I don't think they will.

So here I am, walking home all by myself which the cops told us not to do. I tried getting people to walk home with me but I don't really have any friends besides Finney and we all know he obviously can't walk me home. I adjust the straps on my backpack, damn this thing is heavy, I had to stuff three textbooks in there plus my water bottle and lunch. The sound of a vehicle echo's throughout the whole street as it drives past me, I look at the strange van, why would somebody want to own a black van? It looks so ugly.

The van slows down up the street and parks on my side of the sidewalk.  I watch as a weird looking man gets out of the drivers side and grabs some groceries or at least that's what they look like. As I slowly approach the van the strange man drops his now confirmed groceries, everything falling to the ground "Oh my!" he exclaims beginning to pick stuff up "Here" I say picking up some stuff to help, figuring I might as well help the poor guy, what's the worst that can happen?

This, this is the worst that can happen. I woke up after getting knocked out, to find im in a basement? My heart drops as sit up and begin to look everywhere for an escape, the man crouching in the corner seems to understand my feelings and speaks up "You can't escape. You can yell, cry and fight all you want but you can't escape, your stuck, defenseless." he begins to stand up, and walk towards me. My body froze as his hand grabbed my chin harshly and he spoke with pure venom in his voice "And.." he pauses, taking a moment to stare into my eyes "Even if you managed to escape. I. Will. Find. You." he lets go off me and walks back to the corner. His words sinking deeper and deeper into my brain, as the feeling of his harsh hand still lingers on my chin.

A day has passed but nothing has happened, I just want to go home. A sudden ringing of a phone startles me, causing me to drop the soda bottle I was playing with, it shattering on impact with the ground. I'm not focused on that though, I stare at the black phone on the wall which is ringing loudly. How can it be ringing? The wire is cut? I walk towards the phone and pick it up "hello?" I say with clear confusion in my voice.

"Hi" a voice says from the other line, "Finally you answered" they say obviously frustrated, i'm so confused how is this even possible? I fiddle with a piece of the broken wall as I speak "Can you get me help? I have been kidnapped!" I cry desperately. "No, I can't.." the voice says, "What? Why!" I cry even more and the other person sighs "Because i'm dead" they say.

My cries stop and I go silent "So how am I talking to you?" I question "I don't know, okay! Me and everyone else want to help you escape" they say. As I listen to their voice I recognize it, thats one of the missing kids im pretty sure his name is "Robin?". The line goes silent and after a few seconds of silence he says "Who's Robin?", my heart sinks. "You're Robin!" "No" "Yes!" "No i'm not" the argument goes on and on. "Then who are you" I finally cave in and ask, in response they say "I-I don't know..?".

"That makes no sense, what do you mean you don't know?" I ask confused as the ache throughout my body gets worse. "We don't remember" a deeper voice speaks over the line, making it obvious that the phone has been passed along. I don't understand any of this, why me? With shaky hands I end the supposed phone call putting it back in place, something is seriously wrong here. I pace around the room trying to figure this out but the phone rings again. I pick up the black phone, putting it to my ear "Hi" a shyer voice says and I immediately recognize it, theres no denying it thats definitely Finney. "F-Finney?" I ask, and he speaks up "Is that my name?" my eyes blur with tears threatening to spill.

After quite a few phone calls with each boy we have come up with a plan, they know that tonight the Grabber is planning to try and trick me into to coming upstairs. So when he leaves the door open, i'll wait and wait until he's asleep which the boys will tell me when he is. When he is asleep i'll sneak upstairs, unlock the door using the code and basically run like hell.

"See you tomorrow, beautiful" the creep says as he exits waving goodbye, your body shivers in disgust at the thought of him thinking its okay to talk like that to a kid. I watch as he leaves the door unlocked and opened a crack by 'accident'. I stare at the agape door thinking how could someone enjoy doing this, I can't help but form my hand into a fist and tighten it as hard as I can. My blood is boiling and I can feel my face heaten up out of anger, I can't even imagine what 'punishment' I would get if he caught me.

At first when I woke up to be met with a grey cold basement I felt defenseless, but as I wait for my cue I realize i'm not, I realized that I am going to bring justice to those poor boys. I have too. The phone on the wall rings and I spring up to my feet, off the mattress "Can I go?" I practically beg to whoever called this time. Vances rough voiced anwsers my question "Yes" I go to end the call but Vance's voice calls out through the phone "Y/n?" he asks. I pick the phone back up, placing it gently against my ear "Yes Vance?" I ask Vance. I stand there awkwardly as I hear Vance sigh and clear his throat "You were my favourite out of all of them so please for me, be careful". I can't help but let my mouth form into a smile as I respond to his gentle goodbye "I'll be as careful as I can for you".  Finney's sweet and smooth voice calls out before I end the call, "Goodbye Y/n". I sob softly and wish him farewell aswell "Tell Gwen I love her" I promise him I will. "I'll miss you.." he says in a shakey voice "I'll always be there for you" he continues as he practically sobs.

I end the call as tears threaten to spill down my face, who knew Vance was such a sweetheart and Finney cared so much about me. Not me. I slowly pull the door open making sure to not make even a squeak because one wrong move and im back here in this hell of a basement. The floorboards seem to be on my side, not creaking as I slowly and cautiously walk up them. The door at the top is slightly agape so I look through the crack and am met with the sight of a shirtless grabber, holding a belt but he's slouched over and taking deep breaths so he's obviously sleeping. I quietly, or as quiet as I can slip past the sleeping creep and make my way towards the door, praying to god nothing makes a singular noise.

I work my magic on the lock, using the code I was told and I gently pull down allowing it to unlock. I open both of the doors and slip out, but my heart drops as I hear the sound of dogs barking coming from the neighbours house and then shuffling around from inside the hell house. Not taking absolutely any chances I dash down the path and onto the sidewalk, where even am I? Before I could allow myself to get lost in thought the door to the house swing open and out running comes the grabber. He immediately noticed me and chargers after me and my soul basically leaves me, but I turn and run as fast as possible down the street with the Grabber hot on my trail.

I can hear my heart pounding through my ears and the adrenaline is giving me a boost of speed that I need to escape. I turn the sharp corner escaping the sight of the Grabber, relief coursing through my body when I realize. That relief was cut short when my body collides with the ground because of the Grabber practically pouncing on me. I cry out in pain and fear, trying to escape the tight grip of this terrifying man. I swing all my arms and legs as hard as humanly possible causing the Grabber to screech and drop my legs. I knocked his mask off.

I scramble to my feet and by the time he puts his mask back on I am already swinging for a punch to his face. It wasn't a hard blow but it was hard enough to cause him to stumble, but as fast as he recovers he is trying to grab me. I swinged again, again and again, until he is lying on the ground clutching his bloodied face.  Anger over takes my body and I kick him in the side, then punch him in his face, arms, legs and chest. He lays there breathing weakly but still alive as he stares at me with nothing but fear in his eyes. "I'm not defenseless, if anything you are. I mean look at you, your struggling to even keep your eyes open." I say with pure venom in my voice.

He got a few hits on me, mainly in the arm and stomach so I rub my arm where he punched me. Thats gonna bruise. I hear some call out to me from their porch "I'm calling 911, dear! Are you all right?" the lady in the night gown asks. I turn to her and nod, the adrenaline washing off my body as it all hits me. I drop to my knees, making sure to avoid the Grabber as he tried to reach for me.  My bestfriend is gone, forever. All those sweet boys are gone, but I gave them the justice they deserved.