Y/n
Since nothing in this wonderland is ever easy, finding Finn took what felt like hours.
That's the other thing, there are no clocks in the house. None. Maybe I'm dreaming... You can't dream clocks so maybe that's it!
I bumped into Finn eventually, happy to see him. "We need to talk." I mumbled, pulling him into the room labeled 'Finn'.
"What's up?" He asked as we sat down on his bed. "I need clarification. All of these boys think that I'm their girlfriend which means that there are other versions of me out there. You saw how they act over me. I think... I think you might have to split me... Er- Split your time with me."
Finn's eyebrows knitted and he stared at our intertwined fingers. "Share you?" I nodded and brought my other hand up to his chin. "They're going to get restless and you saw how Miles acted. How long until this turns into some sort of blood bath?" My hand ran over to his cheek and into his curls.
"But I want you." He whispered, staring deeply into my eyes. "Finn, I'm not braking up with you. I'm trying to protect you and everyone else..."
He sighed and pulled my hand out of his hair and
brought it to his lips. Finn peppered kisses in my hand and up my arm to my neck.
I laughed and leaned into his kisses. "Okay... If it's the only way they won't kill each other, I'll let you do it." He rested his forehead against mine, giving me a view of his freckles.
I pecked his soft lips lightly and we both grinned, "We'll need a schedule then... Should we gather everyone to make it?"
I nodded and pulled away slowly, "Can I still sneak kisses?" He asked, lightly kissing my lips. I smiled and nodded, "I'd like that." Finn nodded and placed his hand behind my head, firmly bringing his lips onto mine once more.
I was forgetting about the schedule, letting him kiss me. I crawled into his lap and let him go further, sliding his tongue into my mouth.
Finn laid back and slid his hands from my my hand down to my ass, lightly squeezing it.
"Y/N!"
I quickly jumped off of Finn and looked at the door. It was still closed but that meant that someone is calling me. I gave Finn an apologetic glance as he propped himself on his elbows, nodding me to go.
I rushed out of the room and down the hall, looking at all the doors. "Y/N!" I looked over at Richie's door and walked over, turning the knob.
I poked my head in and found him sleeping with his mouth wide open, small snores escaping his mouth. I smiled and shut his door. Turning back to see who it was.
I opened the door next to Richie's and peered in. Boris was sitting with a joint between his fingers watching a black and white movie. He glanced up but before he could say anything I shut the door.
I kept going down the hall searching for the voice but none of the boys seemed to need me.
"Y/N!"
This call was far more aggressive and loud. A hand grabbed my own and brought their arms around me. I looked up at Miles who was firmly holding me, "Quint..." he whispered quietly.
"Get off her man!" Boris pushed Miles but he was obviously high and maybe drunk too because he stumbled and rammed his head into the wall.
Miles held me, I could feel his heart pounding. A low growl from the shadows behind us made Miles whip around.
Tyler, Boris, Trevor, and Finn were in the hall with us. "Bunny... Why didn't you come when I called you?"
From the shadows emerged a dirty, bloody, tattered clothed Finn. My eyes widened and I felt Miles reach into his pocket.
