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JJ's Pov

Being a ghost was depressing. Alone in this basement. I mean it was depressing when I was alive, but now even more since I'm dead.

There's now zero possibility of me being found alive. Found dead? Maybe. Probably not though.

I sit there and begin to wonder who's next.

The basement door opened... he has someone in his arms. A young boy. Wow he switched up. Wait.

Griffin.

Shit.

Poor griffin. He was the sweetest kid ever. He deserves so much better. His dad died, and it hit his mom hard, she kinda gave up on parenting him.

I like to believe that I had a positive impact on the kid. I tried to see him at least every day. To make sure he's okay and that nobody pulls any shit on him.

He lays an unconscious Griffin on the moldy, dirty bed. He looks around the basement, and stares at the black phone in the corner for a weird amount of time, looked around the room, then left.

My eyes scanned the room as well, landing on Griffins state. He hasn't been harmed that badly.

A scratch or two here and there, but that could be from just about anything.

His body shifts, his eyes fluttered open, he adjusts to his surroundings. There.

Fear sets in.

The realization that this is actually happening finally hits him.

And man does it hit him hard.

He curls up in a ball, in the corner of room, tears slip out of his eyes as short and quiet sobs fill the room.

I sat next to him, as my heart aches. He doesn't deserve this. Then, my fear starts to become clearer.

"What's going to happen to him?" She thought.

Is he gonna pull the same shit that he put me through? Worse?

How much time does he have left?

How long did I have?

I couldn't even count the days.

I slept during the day, I couldn't sleep at night. He either kept me up, doing... stuff to me or he just watched me.

Being in his presence could make anyone feel uneasy.

The strongest man or woman, would have chills run down their back being in a room with him.

Why Griffin?

Was it because I wasn't there and he was alone and an easy pick?

Was he outside his house where his mother could've seen something?

Does his mother even care?

Oh how horrible that woman is.

She laid her head down on his shoulder.

She knew Griffin wouldn't feel it, but she also needed it, regardless of Griffin feeling it or not.
















Robin's Pov














Shit.

If JJ was here she would've beat my ass. Maybe even killed me. Griffins missing. I'm almost certain that it's the same bastard that took my girl.

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