《The black phone ~imagines~》Murder (finney)
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10 days. 10 fucking days we'd been stuck here. Scared and alone.
Today, finney said we were getting out. Today was the day we got home. This whole time I thought finney was nuts digging holes, breaking walls and trying to break windows.
It wasn't him loosing his mind. It was him setting traps. Traps to catch the grabber. To end it.
Finney- your the bait
Y/n- why me
Finney- just cause I said so
Y/n- wow great excuse
All I had to do was get him to come down, make an excuse for him to get to the toilet and finney would do the rest
Finney lay on the mattress, pretending to sleep
Y/n- hey! Hello! Sir!
No answer. I started banging on the metal door until he final came down
Grabber- what?
Y/n- I have my period
Grabber- good for you
Y/n- I need a pad
Grabber- fuck, fine
He left. I assumed he went to buy pads. After a while he came back, pads in hand
Y/n- thank you
Grabber- put it on. I have to stay here just so you don't use it to get out
How would I use a pad to escape? What an idiot
I walked to where the toilet was, slowly pulling down my pants, keeping my underwear on though
He stood right infront of me. Watching. I pretended to attempt to take off my underwear when I saw finney sneaking up behind him. Phone in hand
I was glad to see him.
He approached the grabber. Raising the phone. Ready to hit. He struck the grabber on the back of his head.
Grabber turned to face finney. It was Obvious he was angry. Very obvious
I stood up and kicked the back of his legs. He turned to run at me, falling into the hole. He screamed out in pain as his leg got stuck between the bars, breaking
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Finney struck him in the head again. Again. Again. I took the phone, wrapping the cord around his neck, choking him.
Finney grabbed my hand, pulling it back in order to choke him even more.
He took his final breath. Happiness over came me. Finally we were free
We heard police sirens surrounding the house. We knew we were safe
Y/n- we did it
Finney- yeah
He smiled, hugging me
Y/n- were murderers, do you think we'll get into trouble?
Finney- no it was self defence y/n, we did it for our own good
Y/n- I guess I can live with murder, as long as we're ok
Finney- as long as we're ok
I sat in his arms. The cops came down. Took us to the hospital and after that we were free. We were known as the kids who murdered the grabber but we were free
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