The boy I wanna kiss- Rinney

god dammit.

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A/N: y'all make me so happy when you comment "I'm so invested in this story", "I need the next chapter!" etc. It fills my heart with joy☹️
Also, there's gonna be a really unnecessary thing Finney and Gwen goes to do but I'll literally time skip through it.. sorry. There's a lot time skips in this sorry omg.

(The picture above is an actual picture of Mason Thames hair in a cap so just remember how it looks like later in the chapter)

Finney has a car license for some reason

TW: mentions of self harm, light mention of rape.

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*Finney's POV*

It's funny to me how easily May and Ben can put on a role and act like nothing happened yesterday. Like May didn't scream at me, made me skip dinner and cry for hours.
Like Ben didn't rip the hoodie off my torso and made me remember things I've tried so hard to forget. Memories like that don't go away, ever, but it was like I was there again. There with him.
I sat in the shower later on and cried my eyes out while scrubbing my skin so hard it turned red.
It's often that happens. I shower everyday. No matter how long it's been, I can't get his touch off my skin. I've never told anyone about it. I don't want to tell anyone about it. It's pathetic. Not being able to go a day without wanting to peel your own skin off is so weak. Like come on.
I woke up in the middle of the night and I swear I saw him standing over me. I screamed and sat up and then he was just.. gone. That's my fault. It's my fault he's dead. I killed him. But no one came to check on me when I screamed. Not even Gwen. That did break my heart, just a little.

The breakfast table was quiet. Some would say it was calm but I don't feel calm. Not at all.
Both May and Ben sat there awkwardly. I don't think any of us can get yesterday out of our heads. Peter blabbered about something stupid like always. I usually ask him questions so he'll feel appreciated and that he doesn't feel annoying for talking so much. But today, I just wasn't in the mood.
I stirred around in my bowl of crunchy stars cereal. How do they even have the money for this cereal? 25 dollars. For cereal.

When Peter finally stopped talking, May cleared her throat awkwardly.
"So the Arellano's called this morning." She said while stirring a spoon in her tea. I stopped and slowly looked at her. They.. called?
"And they invited us for dinner tonight. To apologise for yesterday." May took a sip of her tea before setting it down on the table. I stared at her for a moment before I asked,
"..shouldn't they invite the Showalters?"

"They tried but mrs. Showalter doesn't want Billy have anything to do with Robin." May looked at me as she said Robin like she was trying to say something.
"Come on. It was one fight." I said back,

"No, it was one hell of a beating." Ben said from behind his newspaper. I sighed and rolled my eyes at him.
"Don't roll your eyes sweetie." I sighed again and dropped the spoon in my bowl of cereal.
"Do we have to go?" I asked,

"yes we are going."

"Shouldn't that be my choice?"

"Finney, they've been so kind to even invite us."

"Well, I don't want to talk to Robin"

"We're going and that's final. Now go and brush your teeth and choose an acceptable outfit for tonight." May said sharply. I groaned in annoyance and pushed my chair out. I got up and walked upstairs and slammed my bedroom door shut.