Imagine: Imagine comforting Finney Blake with his trauma from The Grabber.
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Finney and I were laying in my bed, he refused to spend the night alone. After he had defended himself against The Grabber, he kept having nightmares where he's back in the basement and being punished by The Grabber...
"I think you should go on medication." I stated, my hand was running through his hair as I faced him on my side. He refused to do any medication, worried about not having the money and frying his brain.
"No..." he whispered, eyes puffy from crying earlier.
"It might help."
"Maybe it'll make things worse." I smiled at him, moving to peck his hairline.
"Then you stop." I responded.
"I guess," He weakly smiled at me, "I just wanna be with you for now."
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Mistério / Suspense+This story includes: Robin, Vance, Billy, Blake, Griffin, and etc. I can also write about the cast. +Inappropriate language DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything but the writing itself.
