hate|rinney|TBP

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A/N: ughhhhhh i hate my apes class. shits so stupid😞

630 words

"Fucking piece of shit." Matty exclaims, punching the side of Finneys head. Finney groans, leaning against the alley wall. Matty grunts, shoving Finney onto the ground.

"You're so fucking weird, holy shit." Matty says, kicking Finney in the stomach, leaving him in the alley after.

"I didn't even do anything that time." Finney says to himself, leaning against the brick wall. Finney fishes his phone out of his pocket, texting Gwen that he's going to be home a little later.

She replies saying that it's ok, and Finney puts his phone back in his pocket. He stands up, clenching his teeth from the pain it brings to his bruising stomach.

He clutches his stomach with an arm, and begins to walk to the nearest convenience store.

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He walks out of the store, bag in hand. Sighing, he sits on a bench not too far from the store, and takes his phone out.

The time is 7:38pm, making him groan. Hopefully Gwen is okay by herself. He takes the antibacterial wipes out from the bag, cleaning the small cuts on his hands and face.

"Pathetic, you let Matty fuck you up again?" A voice says from infront of Finney. Finney looks up from his hands, frowning at the sight.

"Are you stalking me or something?" Finney asks, grabbing bandaids from the bag. The person scoffs, "You're not that important." They say, sitting at the other end of the bench.

Finney nods, finishing up with the bandaids, throwing the trash into the bag. "Robin, Can you just leave me the fuck alone?" Finney says, turning his head to glare at Robin.

Robin puts his hands up in surrender, "I'm not even doing anything. Stop being a bitch." Robin seethes out, glaring at Finney.

"That's funny coming from you." Finney says, grabbing the bag and standing up. "All you do is complain and act like a little bitch." Finney says, glaring down at Robin.

Robin stands up, now face to face with Finney. "Say that again." Robin says, clenching his fists. Finney says nothing, just giving a long stare, and turning around to walk off.

"You're a fucking pussy Finney Blake. Always have been, and always will be." Robin shouts from behind him.

Finney stops, tears of anger build up in his eyes. He shakes his head, before turning back around. He walks back towards Robin, seeing the other smirk.

"What is your problem with me? You're so fucking immature for still going on with this bullshit. It's been like 5 years Robin. Fucking drop it! You keep saying shit about me when you don't even fucking know me. You're a bad person Robin." Finney shouts into Robins face, punching Robins chest.

"Hey Finn-" But Finney cuts him off.

"Why can't anyone just be fucking nice to me? I've had Matty, his friends, classmates, You. You especially have tormented me and made me think so low of myself, and i'm fucking done Robin. Why can't anyone just be nice to me?" Finney sobs, putting his hands over his face.

"Fuck, Finn.." Robin whispers, awkwardly putting a hand on Finneys shoulder.

Robin never thought he was hurting the other boy this much. He thought they were both just messing with eachother this entire time.

Yeah, he admits, he didn't like the other boy up until sophomore year. But now, he just likes messing with Finney in a non bullying kind of way.

Finney let's out a breath. "Forget all of this, this never happened." He says in a barely there weak voice. Robin opens his mouth to say something, but nothing comes out.

Finney just looks down, shrugging Robins hand off of his shoulder, and walking away.

may have mistakes.