"you bastard!" you growled at the grabber as he threw you into the basement. he laughed, staring you in the eyes.

"you better watch those words..." he muttered in a tone that made you shudder in discomfort. he shut the door, and you ran up to it, banging your fist on it.

"get back here, bitch!" you cried out, yelling more expletives before giving up and laying on the mattress in the room. hours ticked by while you waited. what were you waiting for? anything, really. something to happen, some stroke of luck to save you from this basement. the door was locked, and you had spent your entire voice from yelling for help. you tried to get rest, but couldn't fall asleep at all. you couldn't even close your eyes for too long without feeling dread come over you. you just kept waiting, alert, yet tired. your eyes started drifting shut when you heard a phone ring. you flinched, jumping to your feet and turning to see the black phone on the wall. you hadn't even realized it was there. you took a moment to ponder picking it up. you didn't know if it would be a trap or not. it kept ringing, it wouldn't stop, and it was driving you crazy. you picked up the phone and held it to your ear, hearing static. "hello..?" you murmured. you didn't expect the response you got.

"y/n... hey..." the voice muttered. your eyes went wide, and you almost dropped the phone as tears immediately welled up in your eyes.

"bruce..." you whispered. you heard a small chuckle, but it wasn't filled with any amusement. hearing his voice made you want to fall to your knees and keep crying for the rest of your life.

bruce had gone missing about a week before you got taken, and you feared he would never come back. what made everything worse was that you started dating him a good two weeks before his disappearance. you had feelings for him for the longest time, too. you were childhood friends with him, and by the time high school rolled around, you knew for sure that you wanted to be with him. his feelings toward you were mutual.

"he got to you, huh?" bruce hummed. you took a shaky breath.

"bruce- are you okay? where are you?" you asked, tugging on your sleeve nervously.

"you're going to get out of this. i know you can." he said, avoiding having to answer the questions. this only filled you with more dread.

"bruce, are you okay?" you ask more firmly. he paused for longer than you liked.

"i love you, y/n." was all he said, and you sobbed lightly. you clenched the phone harder.

"i love you too..." you mumbled, crying harder as you leaned back against the wall. you cried for longer, and didn't stop until you were out of tears to cry. now you knew you wouldn't be able to get out of this. you were trapped here and you would be killed. at least you would get to be with bruce in the afterlife...