{ CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE. }
SECRETS UNFOLDING.
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Y/N POV:
My breathing starts to slow down, when seeing the Grabber slowly open the yellow folder.
Gulping, my grip on my rocket tightens.
There.
He did it.
He opened the folder....!
But, I couldn't see what was inside. He wouldn't show me.
Growing anxious, I say
"What's inside?? Let me see!" I demand.
"Okay. Here you go." Snatching the folder, I close my eyes.
Taking a deep breath, I open my eyes.
Looking down at the folder, I gasp. Dropping the folder to the ground.
The photos, flying out of the folder.
The Grabber chuckles,
"See? I told you. I was always here. I never left." He say's.
Inside the folder....there was photos, of me. And the others, on there last day's. Before they ended up missing....
Photos from when I have Griffin the books....
....When I said hello to Bruce, when I was with Finney....
....When Vance was being taken by the cop's....
....When Robin was supposed to pick me up....
....And when I was talking with Billy....
This whole time....my entire life....dad was stalking me.
He was always here.
"You were always....here." I say, in a shaky tone.
"Mhm! See? I wasn't lying! I've never left." My leg's stopped on me, causing me to fall on my knees.
I was speechless.
The Grabber tilts his head,
"Why aren't you saying anything? Shouldn't you be feeling relieved, knowing that I haven't left?"
Relieved? What I'm feeling is nothing close to being 'relieved'.
Shaking my head, I say
"Stop. Stop it. I can't....believe this."
"Stop what? Well, anyways! I've also seen your brother, before! I was contemplating whether I should talk to him, or not-"
"You better not do anything, to him." I threat,
The Grabber just stares at me.
"I'm already planning something,
though-" Immediately, I get up.
Walking up to him, angrily. Now being face-to-face, with him.
My eyes, darken.
He tilts his head,
"How dare you even say anything about my brother."
"My apologies-"
"I'll kill you, before you could even get close to him." I say,
He chuckles,
"Oh? Is that so?" I nod.
"Yes, with pleasure. I'll enjoy every second of me giving you pain. I'll even do you a favor by making your death extremely painful."
"What would you even do?" He asks, in a calm tone.
"I'll do things that not even your evil mind can come up with."
He tilts his head,
"Now, why would you say that to your own father? Your family?"
"You're no father of mine. To me, your just a crazy serial killer." I respond.
Sighing, I continue
"The only family of mine are Finney and Gwen. I'm gonna be coming back home, to them."
"That's really sweet. But, you aren't getting out of here. I'll make sure of it." The Grabber say's.
Laughing, he raises up his axe.
Suddenly, I opened my eyes. And saw myself on top of the Grabber.
I watched myself repeatedly punch him.
His face, looking unrecognizable.
He held up his hands, begging for me to stop. But, I didn't stop.
Sadly, I didn't manage to beat him up to death.
It was the other way around,
GWEN POV:
Waiting patient outside with Finn, I started to get tired.
Letting out a big yawn, I look to the side.
Raising my brow, I sit up straight.
A phone booth? Was that there, already??
"Hey, Finn?" I say,
"Hm? Ya, Gwen?" He reply's, looking at me.
"I'll be right back. I won't take long." I say, getting up.
I started making my way up to the phone.
Suddenly, I heard ringing. It sounded like the noise was coming from everywhere.
Making it up to the booth, I answer the phone.
Static.
"H-hello??" I say,
Silence.
"Hello, Gwenny. How are you?" Jumping in surprise, I almost drop the phone.
Y/N?! IT'S Y/N!!
"Y-Y/N? Oh my gosh....Y/N!! You're alive!! Don't worry, the cop's are here. They're going to get you, right now. Hold on a little longer." I say, happy.
Silence, again.
"Gwenny...." Ignoring her, I continue.
"Also, Finn's here! We're all gonna reunite together, soon."
"Gwenny-"
"And as for the Grabber, the cop's will arrest him. This nightmare is about to end."
"....Ya. Don't worry, soon you'll no longer have to be scared to go outside anymore."
Confused, I say
"What? What're you talking about?"
"Gwenny."
"WHAT?"
"Finn and you no longer have to feel, or be afraid. Anymore. The two of you can finally be able to move on, and do what you guys want to do now." Y/N says,
....What?
"Y/N, what is this? You too are also going to be able to move on, and do what you like.
"No, I won't. I wish, though. But, I can't."
"Y/N, you're scaring me...." My voice, cracking up.
"Gwen, I need you to listen to what I'm going to say."
"Okay....? What is it?"
"Don't let me hold you back from accomplishing your goals. I can no longer be 'there' to protect Finn and you, anymore. Finn is going to be the one protecting you, from now on. So do as he say's. Okay?"
Tears start rolling down my face,
"I wish I could've spent more time with you two. I really did." Y/N say's,
The realization then hits.
A lump, forming on my throat.
"You're....you're dead, aren't you?"
"I'm sorry. I have to go. But before I do, I just want to thank you. Thank you and Finn, for everything you two did. For taking me in." Nodding, I say
"No problem, kid...."
"Bye, Gwenny."
"Bye, kid." The static than stops.
Putting the phone back, I start crying.
A hand then lands on my shoulders,
It's Finn.
"Hey, why're you crying? What's wrong??" Finn ask's, worried.
Looking down, I reply
"Y/N. She's....gone."
"W-what? What're you talking about? Sniffing, I yell
"WE WERE TOO LATE!" My head, landing on Finn's chest. Finn wraps me around his arms.
"We're too late...."
Opening my eyes, I get confused.
Where am I? Are my eyes even open?
I can't see anything. It's pitch black.
The only noise I can hear is the sound of my own breathing.
Turning around, I see myself.
The Grabber suddenly gripped onto my arm, throwing me to the ground.
The Grabber now was the one throwing the punches.
And what am I doing, right now?
Just watching it happen.
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