@Spider-man
His aunt walked inside the main house. Finn came out of the house as soon as she was gone and glanced at Jay. "I'm sorry," He whispered.
His aunt walked inside the main house. Finn came out of the house as soon as she was gone and glanced at Jay. "I'm sorry," He whispered.
He shook his head a little bit. "It's not your fault." he wanted to cry. But he wouldn't. He couldn't. He wasn't going to.
"I have to go but I'm probably not going to be in school," He said walking over glancing at the door.
He nodded again. "Okay." His voice was quiet. He was trying so hard not to cry. So damn hard.
Finn bit his lip. “I love you. I promise I’ll try to figure something out,” he said. His eyes where watering slightly so he turned around and walking into the main house.
"I love you too." he whispered as he watched Finn leave. He scrubbed at his eyes with the heels of his hands.
The Uber arrived a few minutes later. (Let’s pretend she asked his address kind of forgot that that’s how that works) Finn sat down at the dinner table with a fake smile.
(ha alright)
Jay got into the uber, buckling and curling his arms around his backpack.
The driver drove Jay home silently. Finn tried to join in on conversations at dinner and tried to not think about Jay going home to his dad.
Jay knew what would happen when he got home. He knew, knew that his father would beat him until he couldn't move.
When everyone left the party Finn didn’t go back to the guest house. His aunt took away his phone and she locked him in a guest bedroom of the main house. (Time skip? I’m guessing Jay isn’t going to school)
(yes, and no he isn't. When should we skip to?)
(two days at school?)
(kk. Want me to do it, or should I?)
(You can)
(alright)
Jay showed up to school finally, after missing a day. He was limping and bruised all over, a hoodie covering up the bruising as best as he could. He went to his locker, then to class, sitting down.
Finn saw him in class and lit up slightly. He had a bruise on his chin that he hadn't even tried to cover up that morning. No one even asked. He moved to the empty seat next to him.
Jay looked up, biting his lip. "Hi." he greeted softly, arms curled around himself protectively.
Finn noticed the bruises and the slight smile that was about to form dropped. “I’m really sorry Jay,” he whispered reaching out to gently place a hand on his arm.
Jay flinched very slightly at the touch, then closed his eyes. He let out a slow breath. "It's okay. It's not your fault." He whispered back.
Finn shook his head. “I shouldn’t of had you go to that stupid dinner,” he mumbled. “I’m going to try and figure something out.”
Jay turned a little, scooting closer to lean his head on Finn's shoulder. "It's okay." He whispered. "Just…just focus on Poppy. And…and when we're eighteen we can figure something out." If I survive that long.
Finn shook his head. “I can’t..he’ll keep hurting you,” He said staring at his desk.
He shrugged, closing his eyes. "He's been hurting me for seventeen years. What's a few more months?"
“Well I’m here with you now. So if I can stop him sooner I will,” he said looking up at Jay.
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