Forget that I hate you /Robin Arellano x reader/

"Shit." I wipe my nose and see blood. I get up and feel uneasy. I realize that my shirt is inside out, I don't know why but it wasn't like that.

The phone starts ringing, I groan not wanting to answer after what happened last night. The phone continues ringing so answer it.

"What? You gonna say something? Do you even know you who are?" I ask.

"What the shit kind of question is that? Do you even know who you are? Well this is it, the horrifying end your pathetic little life" I hear a familiar voice.

"Holy shit.. You're Vance Hopper. I remember you.. you used to scare me" I say.

"Trust me Finney Blake. If you knew what you had coming you'd be fucking terrified. Today's the day mother fucker!" He yells out.

"Have you tried stacking up the carpet to reach the window?" Vance asks.

"I've tried everything."

"No! Not everything!"

"When the Grabber saw what I did, that was it and he took his time with me too."

"What'd he do?" I ask Vance.

"That fucker had to spend a fortune for the damages."

"What did you do?" I ask again.

"I'm getting to that you little cunt! Or do you have some other important shit you have to do right now?" He yells.

He spends the next couple of minutes telling me what to do. I'm not sure I can break the wall to get to the storage room but I have to try if I want to get out of here.

"Thank you" I tell him.

"For what?"

"Helping me.."

"Helping you? This isn't about you! Fuck him!" He yells through the phone causing the basement to shake. I cover my here's to cover the noise but it was too loud, I yell in pain from my eyes and duck my head from the bottles getting thrown at the wall near me.

The shaking and noise stopped and I calmed down. The fuck just happened? I get up to the toilet and took the top off. I start hitting the wall with the lid like Vance told me to.

It's been a while already and I'm halfway done. I'm way too tired for this shit but I can't stop now. I continue to hit the wall creating a giant hole. I climb in the hole and felt a a cold barrier between the hole. I think this is the fridge Vance was talking about.

I point my light at it and see where the screw is. I try to unscrew it with my bare hands but it didn't work and it hella hurt so bad. I try again but with my toy rocket and it still didn't work. I went to the toilet and grabbed a small circular object and went back to the hole to use it as a wrench.

I take the back of the fridge off and threw it on the ground. I can feel the cold air already from the fridge as I climb into it. The door for the fridge is close so I throw my self against it to try and open it. I try many times and it isn't working, I'm already so drained out and now I'm freaking out. I don't think I'm even going to make it.

"FUCK!" I cry out loud.

I lay myself on the pieces of meat that's under me and sobbed.

"I'm never going to get out of here" I let out through sobs.

"Finney?" A voice says my name. I calm down and jump up, did I hear that right?

"Hello?" I call out.

"Finn? Are you in there?" I hear a familiar voice, no... no fucking way..

"Yeah..."

"Get me out of here Finney!!" He yells out.