6 * : "trying to forget"

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★:• chapter 6

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tw: mentions of suicide , alcohol.

it was a saturday night, 11:34 pm. a couple days after robin and finneys last encounter. both boys didn't say a word to eachother since, not because of anything bad though.

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finney was sitting on his couch reading some random comic he had found under his bed, it looked interesting enough. since it was about space. after some time, his eyes started to get heavy, so he decided it was time to put the comic away and go to bed.

as he walked up the stairs towards his room, he hit a certain spot. a creek was heard throughout the house, "shit." finney whispered, he knew his father was home. maybe not like he usually is, which by meaning being drunk.. but still sleeping.

finney ran up the stairs quickly and speed walked to his room, when he closed the door he sat there for a second and took a breath. he then made his way over to his bed, yawning in the process. wanted to just go to sleep.

he tried his best to get comfortable but it wasn't quite working, he then stopped for a second and stared at the ceiling. he groaned annoyingly as he wrapped himself up in the blankets and turned over, shutting his eyes.

and then the thoughts came through, wondering from space to baseball, to school and then to the comic he was reading, and then to robin. but for some reason thinking about robin made him very at ease and calmed down.

he knew the tutoring started on monday too.

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SUNDAY.

it was a cloudy day today, finneys favorite type of day to go on walks down to the park.
as his eyes opened slowly at gwen shaking him awake, he almost hit his head on the headboard of the bed. "jesus christ gwen, what?" he put his eyes over his hands. "i made you cereal because you decided to sleep in late." she laughed softly, "well you didn't need to wake me up for that, i could've ate it when i woke up regularly."

"like you were gonna wake up sooner." she shook her head, "just come eat please." gwen walked out the door, leaving finney to stretch his arms and get up slowly. he looked over at his phone and tapped it with one finger, to turn it on.

the light of the phone lit up his face, leaving finney to shut his eyes quickly; due to the bright light. the time read 10:55 am, 'i didnt sleep in that late..' he thought to himself, but normally finney wakes up around 8 or 7 because he was always an early bird. he would only occasionally sleep in late. today must of been an off day;

finney exited his bedroom feeling the warm air of the house, it smelt like coffee. some alcohol reeked in the air, which finney both gwen were used to at this point. as he made his way down the last step he sighed and skipped over it, "finney could you take any longer? god.." gwen yelled from the kitchen; "im coming!" finney whined as he turned the corner to the kitchen,

"dad not home?" he said. no echo in the kitchen, the sound of utensils moving around as gwen picked up her plate; toast on it. "yeah, im not sure where he went off to this time. probably to some bar." she muttered, sitting down at their tiny table. the chair squeeked slightly as she pushed it in. "oh, right." finney took his spoon and dipped it in the cereal getting a handful of the food. "im probably gonna go on a walk today, its nice out." finney looked down, "..its about to rain finney." gwen giggled, she thought he was kidding. "no im being serious! i have to get my mind off of something". he smiled,  as he thought of the certain thing he had to get his 'mind off of'

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