𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ✪ 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝟎𝟎𝟒 ✪ 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆

Saturday, November 11th , 1978
Grieving (004)

⚠️TW: ABUSE, SELF HARM⚠️
By the way, for the sake of this story, please pretend that all of the songs I put in here were made in the 70s! Haha okay get back to reading LOL

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TATUM'S POV
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I woke up to the sound of barking and birds chirping, and yelling. I saw that Finney was fast asleep with his arms around my waist, gently, making sure he doesn't apply much pressure which I think is sweet. He was lightly snoring, and I was now fully awake. Gwen was in the kitchen. I knew immediately what was going on. "Finney, wake up" I say shoving him slightly. "what" he says with his eyes still closed in a raspy voice. "Gwen. Your dad. Get up!" I say sitting up. His eyes immediately open. "What?!" He says and I get up, so does he.

We both walk into the kitchen, Finney, not fully awake, and seeing Gwen getting yelled at by her dad. I glance over at Finney in fear, he looks scared and mad, like he's about to punch a wall. I could see tears forming in his eyes, I also started tearing up. "Hey!" Finney yells which makes me jump. He saw and glances over at me. "Sorry" he mumbles.

"I'm sorry!!" Gwen chokes out.
"Dad, stop!"

"You stay out of this Finney!"
"Gwenny..."

Gwen was sobbing and shaking, I felt so bad for her.

"They came to my work."
"Why did the police come to my work!"

"I don't know I'm sorry!" She says with her voice cracking. Me and Finney just stood there. I didn't even realize it, but, I was holding Finney's hand.

"You need to tell me what you know about this investigation." Mr. Blake says angrily.

"Nothing!"

"Tell me what... what?!" He screams.

"Nothing." Gwen whispers.

"Huh?!?"

Mr. Blake hits Gwen, I flinch back, I feel so bad for her.

Gwen then grabs the vodka bottle. Gwen, why, just why!! I know exactly what was about to happen, it's happened to me before and it was not pleasant.

"You drop that, and I will beat you twice as hard!" He yells.

Gwen drops it. I'm now crying, I shouldn't be. I just couldn't help but wish that was me instead.

Gwen screams, terrified for what's about to come.

"No, Dad!!"

"That was an eight dollar bottle of gosh dang vodka!!" He shouts.

He starts hitting her with the belt, I couldn't watch anymore. I dug my head into Finney's neck, I felt so scared for Gwen. Finney just stood there with tears streaming down his face.

"Now you listen to me!" Mr. Blake yells. I look up to see what's happening.

"Listen to me! You are not your mother!"

"I know" she cries out.

"That means you do not hear things that are not there!"
"You do not see things that are not there!" He yells.

"Okay!"

"They're not there gwenny!!"

"Okay" Gwen sobs.

"And your dreams.. they're just effing dreams!!"
"Do you understand me?"

"Yes!"

"Do you understand me?!" He shouts.