Trapped ~||~ The Black Phone x Reader

Trapped ~||~ The Black Phone x Reader

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!!GN Reader!! Y/N wakes up in a small, dingy basement on a stained mattress, praying it's only stained by rust. They discover that despite the phone line being cut, they're not alone. Not alone at all. .β€’~*^πŸ“ž^*~β€’. Heeeyyyyyy! So I just thought I'd say that I did start a story similar to this around October - December last year but it didn't do well, so I took a break and decided it'd be best to delete the fic... BUT NOW- I'm back with a rewrite. So, gays, gals, non-binary pals and anything in between! Enjoy~
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes

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