What happened?

Should I?

You have to read the fix-it-au for this to make sense.
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Finney's POV

I walked into the house with Bruce, Vance had just dropped us off at home from school and we went to the living room. Bruce put on one of his sappy rom-coms.

After the movie we cuddled into each other (brotherly love!) as he cried about what we just watched.

'How hic can he hic do that?' Bruce said between sobs

' I don't know Bruce.. ' I softly said while trying to calm him down.

Suddenly we heard the door open, we both turned our heads around like meerkats.

'Oh, hi mum' Bruce yelled towards the door.

'Hello, Mrs Yamada' I said calmly.

'Please, mum Finney. ' she said sweetly.

' oh um- hello, mother.. ' I said nervously, I haven't called anyone mum since the incident with my real mother.

'Hello, Finney!' she said happily 'I'm gonna start dinner soon!' she said putting her bag down on the counter.

'Okay mum!' Bruce said happily.

I wish I knew my mum better, like Bruce does his.... But she is dead so there is not much I could do. Mrs Yamada made dinner and I thanked her profoundly, I did the dishes though. But I wish I did more.Ugh why do I have to be so useless!! I thought angrily.

'Should we go to bed' Bruce said while turning towards me.

'Uhm- what time is it?' I said as politely as I could because they let me live with them so I can't be rude.

'It's 11:48pm' Bruce responded.

'Already?'

'Yep!'

'Well I'm going to go to bed' I said while yawning.

'I might as well!'

I walk up to my room, also known as the old office, and step inside making sure to make any noise just incase my dad comes running in. I know it's stupid to think my dad would be here but I'm still scared.

I get changed quickly, into a long shirt and thigh long pants. I wear long shirts because I'm insecure about the hand prints that the grabber had left, I thought they would have gone away in a couple of days but nope, they are with me forever. A lot of people thought my dad did this but I can not find the courage to tell them otherwise.

The bruise on my thigh went away, I think the grabber did that also, but it's not like I can ask him.

Sometimes I think back to the past where I couldn't save them. How scared I was in the basement, how many "punishments" I got that I didn't even know what for. I lost my v-card to that horrible man I still think I'm not a virgin because I can remember it soo clearly, all the pain an the awful feeling when he came inside of me, it makes me want to vomit just thinking about it.

I still think about how I killed him with the phone cord. It felt good, everyone in the phone sounded so happy. That is one of my core moments. As well as the other time I killed him, with the restraints he used on my wrists. I know his neck didn't snap because of some vehicle collision. I did it. I killed a pedophile twice. I didn't and still don't feel bad.

I sometimes have dreams of the ghost boys. Or as they told me the "Casper crew" I thought the name they came up with was really funny. But the dreams aren't that funny, they tell me that it is my fault they died and that if I was strong enough they could have survived.

Occasionally I would think about telling the truth about what happened but I don't think they would belive me. I feel like they deserve to know but I don't want to make a big deal out of nothing, but I would what to know if I got killed and one of my friends when back in time to save me, ugh why am I making everything about me again. I'll just ask someone for there opinion!

I walk out of my room and head towards Bruce's. I knock on the door softly, so I don't scratch the paint.

'Come in' I heard him yell.

I carefully open the door and walk in, to see him reading a book.

'Hey finney, what's up? '

'I uhm- need some advice' I bearly say.

I see him put the book down and sit up. He taps the place beside him and I sit down there.

'So, uhm- if you have a secret right? ' I said cautiously

'Mhmm' I heard him humm.

'And it is very important, and you could lose your friends and the people around you if you tell them. But it is about them, would you tell them?'

Bruce looks shocked for a moment then he finally responds.

'Depends if you trust the people it's about, if they really care they wouldn't leave' he said calmly

'Why would you think you would lose them if you told them this secret? ' he asked curiously

'Because they won't believe me, the police didn't beli- I mean what?'

Bruce raises an eyebrow. Then his face relaxes

'You know you tell me anything right finney?' he said.

'Mhmm'

'I'm gonna go to bed now... ' I whispered awkwardly.

'Night finney!' he yelled.

'Goodnight Bruce' I said quietly.

I walk back to my room to decide what I am going to do. I think I should tell them, because they have always belived me and I don't think they would make fun of me, to my face at least.

After a while if thinking about all the pros and cons about the decision I'm about to make I think about my mother. What would she want me to do?

She would want me to be happy, and I feel like the weight of this secret is weighing me down alot!

So I have decided on what I am going to do.

I am going to tell them.