The blackphone oneshots🤭

Bruises

It was a saturday afternoon, your boyfriend, finney, had called you, you answered immediately, you hadn't heard of him in a few days, you were worried, you knew his dad abused him.

"Hello?" A weak voice answered, it was finney. He sounded like he was crying.

"Finney?! What happened?" I shouted, loud but not too loud.

"My dad.. he found out I got a detention on Friday.." finney had recently got into a detention because of his bullies, he was late to class, 30 minutes late.

"Can I come over?" He asked, sounding more upset, I had to say yes, I missed him so much and he needed his wounds cleaned, I know how bad his wounds can get when his dad hits him. Five minutes went by and I heard a knock at my door, it was finney, he was all bruised up, cuts everywhere.

"Finney!" I gasped, hugging him tightly, he nuzzled his head into my neck and his arms snaked around my waist. After a few seconds we stopped hugging and went into my bathroom, he sat on the toilet lid while a got a first aid kit. You began cleaning the cuts on his face, he winced a few times but nothing more, he would squeeze your hand too.

"You wanna stay over tonight?" I asked, examining his wounds.

"Y-yeah.." his voice cracked and it looked like he was holding back tears, he immediately had a mental breakdown, I could tell he was holding it in, I hugged him and played with his hair, it always calms him down. He was crying his eyes out into my shirt, his tears soaking it.

"I h-hate him.." he managed to slip out.

"I know, finney, I know.." I replied, he stopped crying and sat there sniffling, he looked up at me and I wiped away his tears, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was red, It made me feel disgusted, Disgusted that someone would hurt him. Disgusted that it was his own father. Finney did nothing, nothing! And his father hates him.

"Do you maybe wanna stay here for a few days, until everything cools down?" I asked, rubbing his cheeks gently.

"Yeah.." he whimpered.

We went into my bedroom and turned on the tv, finney layed on my chest as I played with his hair, he was exhausted. He fell asleep immediately after.

(I know this chapter is sad, so give me some suggestions for what to do next!)