‼️UNDER HEAVY RE-EDITING ‼️
𝓣his story is about a 13 year old girl named Y/N, who lives in Denver. Trying to solve the case about the mysterious disappearances of the kids that live in that area. With the help of her siblings Finney, and Gwen. Till...
ROBIN POV; "𝓨/N!" I call out to her one last time. But, it was no use. She was already out of the Cafeteria.
"What just happened....?" I whispered, worried.
"I don't know....hey! Didn't you see that she looked a little pale, or flushed? She looked nauseous." Finn points out.
"You think it was because of the food?" Finney shrugs.
"I'm gonna go check up on her." I say, getting up. Finn smiles at my comment, nodding.
"Alright, see ya." Finn say's.
"See ya."
Y/N POV; Entering the bathroom, I suddenly felt at peace again. No longer feeling nauseous. And- no longer hearing those strange voices that I hear in my head.
'Am I going insane? Is what's going on really taking a toll over me....?' I think, getting frustrated.
Feeling tears of frustration roll down my face, I sigh.
Grabbing a couple of napkins, I start wiping away my tear's. Just for more to come.
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'Where's Billy? Where's EVERYONE? Where are they....? I just want them to be found already, and have everything.....everything....' Going into a full breakdown, I cover my mouth.
Muffling my cries, I also tightly shut my eyes to keep from more tears to fall.
Taking a few deep breath's, I stare at the sink for a bit.
Opening my eyes, I stare at my reflection. Suddenly feeling a small burst of anger.
"WHY IS NO ONE DOING ANYTHING GO FIND MY FRIENDS?!" I yell, slamming my fist into the mirror.
The glass shattered, pieces falling all over the floor.
Snapping out of my little burst, I gasp. Immediately kneeling down to clean up my mess.
I then heard the bell ring, causing me to panic and clean up even faster.
Grabbing a big piece of glass, I cut myself.
Hissing, I clench onto my finger painfully.
Hearing someone say something that I couldn't quite hear, I cover my face in embarrassment.
