( 16 part 3 ! )
I said I'd post so here ya go.
and to one of my fellow readers asking if i will make a book, sadly not.
this is only going to a be a mini series in this book.
6/26/19
word count: 724 words
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I have no clue how long I have been down here.
I think a day?
I'm not that sure.
there are no windows, no sunlight, no food.
I regret acting the way I did to finn, but at the same time I don't.
the lamp was still on though.
I guess that's a good thing.
I'm cold and hungry.
I just want to take a bath or something.
it's the literal definition of freezing in this basement.
the door.
it's opening.
please just let me upstairs, finn.
please.
finn slowly walked down the stairs, and towards me.
he leaned against the table that the lamp was on, and stared at me.
I looked down, trying not to make eye contact with him.
"finn...will you please let me inside." it took some courage and I was scared of what was going to happen next, but I finally said something after a few minutes.
"and why should I do that? give me a good reason why." finn responded in a serious tone.
I started to tear up as I look up at him.
"im cold! I'm hungry, finn! I just want to go home!" I raised my voice as tears fell down.
finn walked over to me and held my face in his hands.
he gave a look of sympathy.
I was very confused by this action.
he then began to untie my hands and legs from the chair.
I started to rub my wrists, them hurting and now have marks from the rope.
my ankles were, too, marked.
he kneeled back down and wiped my tears.
"I love you, y/n ovalle. I do. I'm sorry that I did this to you. I'll gladly let you upstairs. you can take a shower, eat, whatever you feel."
finn said, his voice low and calm.
I raced upstairs as he went to turn off the lamp.
I ran through the kitchen, my body entering the living room, but I stopped, in shock.
they all looked at me in terror.
everyone was here.
enya, lucas, josh, drew, josiah...everyone.
they all sat in the living room floor, hands and feet tied up.
I heard finn coming back up from the basement.
I panicked in like any situation so scary.
when I panic, I run.
but this time, I ran back into the kitchen, grabbed one of the pans on the counter and ran back into the living room, hiding behind the wall.
as I heard finn walked closer to the living room, josh started to squirm and grunt.
I held up my pointer finger to my mouth, telling him to be quiet.
I squinted my eyes as I heard the floor creak, finn stepping closer but slower.
"don't hide from me, god damnit!" finn shouted, making me flinch.
I saw his shadow in front of me, indicating he was very close.
I gasped and I swung the pan towards the entrance, the pan making a loud bang!
I opened my eyes from them being squinted and gasp.
finn laid there, unconscious, or at least I think.
I dropped the pan and turned around, running towards the tied up group on the floor, who are now as scared as I am.
after I finally finished untying everyone, josiah being the last one.
josh and lucas instantly hugged me.
josh grabbed my face and wiped my tears.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you, y/n/n. this is all my fault." josh admitted with guilt in his voice.
"josh, don't blame yourself. this isn't anyone's fault. finn is just a fucking psychopath." josh and I laughed, knowing that finn truly is a psychopath.
"what do we do now?" lucas asked.
everyone looked at me.
I turned around, facing an unconscious finn, a single blood streaks running from his forehead.
I took a deep breath as I put my hands on on my hips.
"lucas, josh, pick up his arms.-"
I turned back around to the group,
-"and drew, help me pick up his legs. help me bring him down to the basement."
