The Black Phone Oneshots <3

Emotional Breakdown. (Finney)

SONG: Where is my mind? - Pixies (Sped up or normal doesnt matter!)

"Mhm. Yes, I'll let her know." My mom spoke from the kitchen. "Honey, do you know a kid named Robin Arellano?" She asked.

I nodded. "H-He was found dead.." She sighed. I looked up at her. Robin was found dead..? I stood up and ran to my room crying.

I started to feel overwhelmed. My hands became shaky, my breathing shaky too, and my heart was racing.

(I would suggest you start the song now!! If you already did it's fine!!)

I started screaming as I slammed my bedroom door. I pulled at my hair and slid down against the wall, tears pouring out of my eyes. "WHY! WHY, WHY, WHY!" I shouted.

I screamed until my throat hurt. "WHY HIM! WHY ROBIN!" I screamed in anger. I felt angry, sad, overwhelmed.

But most of all, I felt at fault. I was the one who started the argument with him, leaving him to walk by himself.

"IT'S ALL MY FAULT!" I shrieked. "UGH!!" I kicked at my wall, being to weak to leave any holes, but strong enough to kick it and make a BAM noise.

"I HATE MYSELF!" I cried out, still kicking and screaming

I crawled over to the Phone in my room, still crying. I dialed the number and it rang. Answer Finney please..

"Hello?" "F-Finney please come over.." I let out choked sobs.

"Y/n..? A-Are you ok?" "No Finney, just please h-hurry!" I slammed the phone down, hanging up.

I continued to cry and scream, pulling at my hair. I threw pillows around, I kicked my feet on the floor, I even laid on the floor crying like a little baby.

Someone burst through my door, running up to me. I had my hands covering my face, so I didn't know who it was until they spoke.

"Hey, hey, hey. It's okay love, I'm here." Finney spoke. He pulled me up off the ground into a hug.

"Breathe.. Breathe for me. Calm down, okay.." He spoke. His voice was soothing and calming.

"Shh.. What happened..?" He asked. "Robin is dead!" I cried. My legs were now wrapped around his waist, my head on his shoulder. We just sat there on the floor.

"It'll be o-okay." He sniffled.

He was crying too, I felt the droplets of tears fall onto my shirt. He rubbed my back. I started to calm down.

"Finney.. Can we lay in my bed?" I asked, groggily. My voice was raspy from screaming, and my throat also hurt. My voice was also a bit raspy.

"Mhm." He hummed in response. We stood up and picked up the pillows, throwing them on my bed.

He laid and held his arms open for me to come cuddle with him. I tiredly laid down with him as he wrapped his arms around me.

I hated emotional breakdowns.