Forget that I hate you /Robin Arellano x reader/

Finn's POV

There's nothing to do in here besides lay on this uncomfortable mattress. It's fucking freezing in here, I miss my bed, my house, Y/n, Gwen, Donna, and Robin. I miss everything. I don't want to be stuck in here until I die.

The kidnapper guy is creeping me the fuck out, he seems 'a little to close' to me. It's making me sick to my stomach. I'm stuck in this filthy basement that has nothing but a rusty toilet, a hard mattress on springs, and a phone with a cable that is cut off.

My thoughts get interrupted by the phone ringing, I jump and look at it. How the fuck is it ringing? The cable's cut off...

I stand up from the bed and pick up the phone. I hear nothing, no breathing, no background noise or static, just nothing. I hang up the phone and sit back down.

Y/n POV

How could Finney go missing. What the fuck is happening, first Billy, then Bruce, then Robin, and now Finney.

Why are you doing this to me. I try to calm down for the 5th time or whatever time I've broken down in tears. Gwen had been trying all night to have a dream and nothing had happened.

I walk out my room to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Of course I see my dad passed out on the sofa, always the same thing with him. I honestly want to know if he is worried about Finney, I hope he is because that's his child.

I walk over to him and slowly take the bottle out of his hand so he wouldn't wake up. It was halfway finished, guess he got to tired to finish his beer.

I look at the bottle for a minute. Don't do it. Don't do it Y/n. I take a sip out of it and almost spit it out. Fuck that's too strong, I cough it out and chugged my cup of water. I'm just getting started, I continue to drink the bottle like it's water. Fuck, I didn't know I was going to turn out like my dad.

Finn's POV

The whole time  I've been thinking about the phone ringing. Its impossible for the phone to ring when it doesn't even work. I fully open my eyes from sleeping and see the phone moving. How the fuck? It's becoming smaller or bigger, am I seeing things?

"Stop that.." I say.

"Stop what?" I jump and see the kidnapper on the ground crouching to my level  not taking his eyes off me. This fucking creep...

"I'm hungry.. I need food" I said. He stays silent for a little bit then he stands up a slowly walks away as I glare at him.

"I can't get you something to eat, you'll have to wait" he says.

"Is there someone up there that will see you bring me food?" I ask him.

"Don't you worry about that."

"If you weren't gonna bring me food why'd you come down here?"

"Just to look at you...."  What...?

"I just wanted to look at you... I'll go now" he exits the basement and locks the door. I drag my self backwards to the wall and start panting. This guy is a fucking creep, who just stares at a kid laying on a bed? Apparently him, he likes to do that.

  
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I fiddle with my toy rocket the whole time, there isn't anything to do in here but cry and pray that I'll be rescued.  The kidnapper hasn't come down here in a while, I'm glad he hasn't.

The phone rings again and I get up to answer it. Again, I hear nothing. I hang up the phone and walk away from it but it starts ringing again. 

"Fuck."

I walk to it and pick it up then hung up. I went back to sit down but then it rings again.

"What the fuck!"

"Hello."

"I need help..."

"Finney!...." Someone says my name and I jump and stumble backwards to the floor.

Again I pick it up then hung up and stand in front of the phone waiting for the ring to stop. The phone rings again but this time it just kept going, I get annoyed of the sound and answer it.

"Don't hang up" a guy says.

"I won't.. Who is this?" I ask.

"I don't remember my name" he says.

"Why not?" I ask him.

"It's the first thing you lose."

"First thing you lose when?"

"You know when" he says referring to my death, if the kidnapper kills me.

"How do you know my name?" I ask.

"We met once..."

"Your is mint... you almost had me."

"Bruce..? Bruce Yamada?" I say his name, he's the only person whose ever said that to me at a game.

"Yeah...Bruce. I'm Bruce" he says remembering his name.

"Your arm is mint, you almost had me."

"Did the phone ring for you?" I ask him.

"It rang but none of us heard it, just you."

"The Grabber heard the phone too." The Grabber..? I thought he was a made up person who takes kids... oh. Gwen was right, the Grabber is real... and he took me...

"Finney" he says my name.

"Yeah?"

"There's a dirt section in the floor in the hallway where the tiles are loose" he tells me.

"Mhm.."

"Dig down underneath the foundation. I tried but there wasn't enough time for me to dig up the other side."

"Will I have enough time?"

I wait for an answer but I couldn't hear him or anything on the phone.

"Bruce?"

"Bruce?"

I hang up the phone and start walking to the hallway where the toilet is. I see the loose tile Bruce was talking about. I take the tiles off and start digging, I already feel tired because of how weak I am that I haven't had anything to eat in a while.