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Bottles littered the broken home, glass shattered from the smashed picture frames and it all comes together with yelling inside the small, once cozy home. But now? Nothing was ‘cozy’ about this home. Not anymore. Not after finney saw his own mothers lifeless body bleeding in the bathroom, and definitely not after Terrance drank his sorrows away with the same broken bottles scattered across the house.
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“M’ sorry!” Finney backs up into the kitchen, almost tripping over his feet but caught himself using the counters. “Sorry isn’t gonna change anything finney! Do you wanna explain to me why our FUCKING neighbors came up to me and said ‘you’re son was out and about, kissin fucking boys.’?!” Terrance yelled, practicality screamed it. “Well?! You gonna answer me you faggot?”
Finney knew his neighbors were homophobic, but they were nice enough people. He didnt think they would just rat him out like that but obviously he was wrong.
Terrance harshly grabbed his belt and with shaky hands he raised up infornt of his son and slammed it down on his sons shoulders. “Was it that little mexican kid you run around with?? Huh?!”
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Finney was on the verge of tears, he couldnt speak. When he tried all that came out was a shaky breath. “Do you even know how embarrassing this is for me? Having a fag as a son? Jesus Finney,” theres a brief pause before terrance continues, “You know, you act just like your mother.” Shaking the belt in his hands, he slams it back down with as much force as he could. “damnit Finney! Why cant you be normal for once? What did I do to be cursed with a useless fag?” Terrance laughed, laughing at how the horrible cruel world would do oh such a terrible thing to a poor ol’ guy like him. Oh how much he ponders about it while rotting away on his recliner, reading newspapers and getting drunk. So drunk that he couldnt even remember what he had done to his daughter and son. He wonders where in life has he become a sad, pathetic, sack of shit. He had always told himself that it was his late wife, Finley, haunting him. But in reality it was just life kicking him in the ass for all that he has done and will do in the future. life isnt so nice, and Terrance knows that for a fact. Yet he still blames and blames. Never has he blamed himself, instead he blames everyone else around him for his mistakes. But truth is he is just as horrible and cruel as the world. And he knows.
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“I swear I didnt kiss nobody!” Finney could feel the burning in his eyes, he couldnt hold it back anymore and let a few tears fall, maybe more than a few. “You wanna be a man so bad huh? Well lemme tell you Finney.. Crying dont get you no where you hear?!” He stops for a second, looking up and down at his shaking son. “Cryin’s for Sissys. If you really wanna cry about somethin’ then I’ll give you somethin to cry about.”
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Vance was driving down the road with his fancy 1969 blue chevy truck, even though it was made roughly 8 years ago, it still ran pretty good. He was on his way to bruces house since all of the group was having a sleepover there. He didnt have much of a choice going since bruce had begged him too. How could he say no to his boyfriend? Before stopping there he decided to go to the Grab N’ Go. Just to grab some snacks for the gang. On his way, he saw someone very familiar.. it was pouring rain out and the guy was sitting down on a curb with his head looking down. It looked like he was bleeding? But vance knew who he was. The boy had a space T-shirt with dark blue jeans on. He had curly hair, even in the rain it was still curly. He had bruises everywhere, on his wrists, arms, and probably more that the eye cant see.
Vance gets out of his blue Chevy, not caring if he was in the middle of the road. “Finney what the hell happend?!” Finney was crying- no sobbing his eyes out. There was blood everywhere and Finney couldnt stop crying. Vance gets down beside him and holds finneys hand, hes not the best at comforting people but he had experience with bruce comforting him and the rest of the group so he took after him and rubbed finneys hand against his. “Hey finney, we should probably get in the truck or your gonna catch a cold. We can stop at the Grab N’ Go if you want and get something to eat, or we could just go straight to bruces.” There was a long silence. An uncomfortable one at that. But finn raises two fingers up to indicate that he wants to go to bruces place. “Ok c’mon.” They both get into the truck, with vance helping finney get in the truck, and drive off to bruces. Where the rest of the gang were, unknowing of what was about to come through their door.
They were all sitting on the couch, Billy, Griffin, Robin, and Bruce, watching some dumb chick-flick. Where the girl always falls for the ‘unexpected’ man who swoops her by her feet and the other girls are super jealous. They only put it on as a distraction for waiting for Vance and Finney to get here. And just as if they summoned them, they appeared. Everyone looked up towards the front door to see vance with red in his eyes and finney behind him, you could barely see him untill vance moved out of the way so the other boys could get a good look at him. Lets just say that neither of the boys were expecting a blooded up looking finn to be standing right infront of them. And you could tell by the look on there faces, robin had a worried and angered expression, while the other boys had a confused/worried expression.
“Oh my god! Finney what happend??” Bruce said while jumping up from the couch and running over to finney while the other boys followed shortly behind. Vance made a glance at finn to see him nodding along, “I saw him on the street when heading over, he looks pretty beat u-“ vance was cut off by robin shouting “was it Buzz and matty?! I swear finn, i’ll kill em” “n-no it wasnt them..” Finney responded but didnt make eye contact with any of them. Everyone minus finney looked at vance, hoping he would habe a answer but vance just replied with, “dont look at me. I dont know what happend, I just saw him and picked him up.” “How could you be so calm about this vance?!” Billy yelled from the corner. “Ive had time to cool off while i was driving here. Being mad about it isn’t going to help the situation, its only gonna make finn not want to talk about it. So please just try to fucking calm down.” Everybody stayed silent after that. They weren’t expecting vance to be so calm, usually he would be the one all pissed. But him telling the group to calm down? Yea thats a first. “Finn why dont you go sit on the couch and we will fix you up. Ok?” Bruce suggested and which finney just nodded and walked over to the couch.
Bruce looked over to all the boys with a worried look before going to the bathroom and grabbing the supplies. Once bruce got out he sat by finns side, he disinfected and bandaged finney. The other boys just sat and stared while bruce was working his magic. After bruce was done, he got up and washed his hands off and sat back down by finney. Finney just stared at the ground the whole time, thinking. “Finn?” Robin says, more like a question. Finn hums in reply, “do you wanna talk about what happend?” It took finn awhile to answer, but after awhile he finally said, “Im sorry robin..” “why are you sorry finn? You did nothing wrong.” “I- i did something bad.. a- and i…” he trailed off at the end, making the rest of the boys confused. “What’d you do rosie?” Griffin asks. Bruce waked griffin in the head with his hand and griffin mumbled a sorry. “I- i w- wa-“ “its ok finn, take your time, you dont have to tell us if you dont want to.” Bruce reassures him with a smile on his face. “N-no its ok. I’ll have to tell you sooner or later so it might as well be now.” Finn takes a deep sigh before he continues. “M-my neighbors saw me a-and robin kissing and they told him and h-he” he stops for a second to catch his breath while the other boys just look at him with pure worry in there eyes. “A-and he beat me with his stupid fucking belt till i passed out. When I woke up, i was laying on his bed and t-this women was on top o-of me a-and she.. she t-told me that she w-was going to ‘fix’ me.”
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Finney wakes up in his fathers room, his wrists are tied together, and the last thing he remembered was his father beating him and saying something along the lines of “dont worry finney, your going to thank me after this is over.” He looks up and notices a tall women approach him. She had long brown greasy hair, wrinkles on her face. She was wearing a short red dress with a cross necklace. Once she noticed finn was awake, she leaned down next to his ears and says, “My names alison.. but you can call me al.” She says in a way to friendly way. “I heard that you were doing something… naughty.” She whispers while caressing finneys cheek.
“Dont worry finn, im gonna fix you right up” she smiles at him, finney does not do the same, in fact he does the complete opposite and looks at her in disgust. “Oh com’n finney~ dont be like that.” She says, almost sounding like she is the one being harassed. With her sad look in her eyes. “Please- don’t” “don’t what? Its gonna feel good finney.” She states although finney knew she was lying. But why did it have to be him?
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Alison stroked finneys teary eyes in a attempt to comfort finney while she continued to molest him in places he didn’t want to think about, instead he was thinking about him and robin, in there secret hideout. Playing tag and and talking about the constellations and different planets while they stargaze ontop of a cozy blanket, sharing M&Ms and Cola.
That was until alison thrusted his hips into hers, making a obnoxious moan coming out of her. Shattering his thoughts of his happy place. What kids should be doing. Not being forced into doing something you absolutely hate. But you cant say anything because you have lost your voice to a monster. running fully on adrenaline and pure hatred, Finney yanked the rope that was tied to his wrists and hit the women on top of him. Multiple times. She was bleeding at this point, tears coming down finneys face like waterfalls.
“Finney what the hell did you do?!” Terence slammed the door open, Finney saw this as a opportunity to make a run for it. At times like these, Finney was glad that he had bully’s he had to run from. Because he was fast. Before terrance could even think about running after him, he was already out the door.
“Finney.. that wasn’t your fault.” Bruce reassures and all of a sudden, all of the boys were hugging finney. Finney didnt know when they started hugging him, but he liked it.