blood spill

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(Hi this is the author from the future! My writing really sucks these first chapters but it gets better the longer you read ☹️)

Before you start reading!!
This chapter will contain non detailed sexual assault .
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Age of Finney and Robin: 15 (two years older and all aged up 🫶)

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*Finney's POV*

I sighed as I saw Gwen walk away with her friends. They were giggling and updating each other about what happened this summer the few times they weren't together. I'm glad that she made lots of friends but I felt lonely sometimes.
I continued to walk.

I stopped in front of the school and looked around the crowd filled parking lot. Friends reuniting, Bikes and cars being parked, Students playing basketball too kill off some time. But yet here I stand, alone. But I get it, nobody wants to be friends with "Finney The Faggot Blake".

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I entered the school and looked around. I met lots of different eyes that had landed their gase on me. I sighed and started walking to my locker but stopped when I saw Rhett leaning against my locker. Rhett is one of the worst bullies in this school and I was his favourite target when it came to beating up someone.
I felt my stomach sink when Rhett met my eyes.
He smirked slightly and started walking towards me.

I felt uncomfortable.

I rushed through the hallway and to the bathroom, I need to hide I thought as I rushed into one of the stalls. I sat down on the toilet and put my legs up to my chest as I tried to keep myself calm.

The bathroom door opened.

"I know you're here~" Rhett said with a chuckle. I sighed and got off the toilet. I pressed my hand against the stall door and prepared myself to get beat up. As if it wasn't enough with what was going on at home.

I stepped out the stall and looked up at Rhett. He smirked and walked up to me. "still trynna run, huh?" He chuckled "it won't work."
He walked closer and closer until I was pressed against the wall, his hand pinned me against it.
I took some shaky breaths and closed my eyes, ready to take the beating.
But suddenly I feel a hand run up my skinny torso. I opened my eyes and looked down at Rhett's hand. When he noticed I was looking he leaned in and gave me a peck on my lips.

I felt a cold feeling run through my body.

He ran his hand higher and higher up my torso until he eventually took off my shirt. I felt tears burn under my eyelids.
"Please don't do this to me" I said as I tried to get out of Rhett's firm grip. "But I will do this to you, Finney boy, You have nothing to be scared off." He said with a lower voice. He kissed my lips and smiled into it while I just stood there in shock. The kisses traveled down my neck and collarbones. It eventually went from kisses to sucking and nibbling. "Stop please!" I cried and squirmed but Rhett didn't budge.
Tears streamed down my face as he started unbuttoning his pants.

I wish someone would walk through the bathroom door and save me from this nightmare. I didn't want this.

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*Robin's POV*

I repeated opening and closing my hands in an attempt of trying to make the blood pump back down my fingers. I had a rough fight with this dude named "Moose". I scoffed at the stupid name and started bandaging my knuckles.

I stop in my tracks when I hear cries and weak screaming from the bathroom.

What's going on?

I walked in and saw a curly haired boy pinned against the wall by another dark haired boy. The curly haired boy was weakly screaming and crying trying to push the other boy away.
"What's going on?" I said and they both turned to me. "Help!!" The curly boy said but the dark haired boy shushed him. "None of your business Dickwad." He said before turning back to the other boy. The curly haired boy cried and mouthed help me with his quivering lips.
My flat hands turned into fists and I felt anger rising inside of me. I had to save the poor boy.

I had to save him.

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A/n: I'm still pretty new to writing!!
suggestions and ideas are allowed so tell me your thoughts :)

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