Breaking Boundaries *(RINNEY)*

Finn? Chapter 11

(Robin's POV)

Finney left I would say an hour ago...I pinched the shit out of myself, as my father said, "hacerte daño siempre te despertará" (hurting yourself will always wake you)...It was stupid, but he told me that since I was little so, a vulnerable kid will always listen to there shithead father. Now look at me, I was sitting on my bed practically doing a goddamn staring contest with the wall...My fist were balled up, and the only thing that filled me was rage and anger, I didn't know why...I just wanted to punch the shit out of someone

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I soon enough had to do something, I guess I could try showering here... I wasn't expecting the best bathroom, but then again, it beats having an overflowing trashcan of blood stained gauze, and medical tape. So, whatever I guess. 

I left my room grabbing one of the three towels they left me in the closet. Walking down the hallways felt cold and empty, and just creepy...It was weird as I always had this fear of creepy dudes like...Kidnapping me I guess. I remember I always took this path behind this place called grab and go....And like creepy ass douche bags would hang out behind them in their weird abracadabra black vans...

I reached the bathroom in no hurry before entering to hear one shower running. The place was basically empty, one side was for girls, and the other was for guys...I headed to my left (Boys side) I walked down almost a hall of showers each curtain drawn back revealing a old looking shower head along with unopened bars of soap. I decided on going to one near the front, yet still not the first one. 

I stripped off my clothing feeling the cold air around me suddenly blow. I tossed my clothes on a shelf they had installed on every shower on the outside. I entered the shower drawing back the curtain. Suddenly I felt almost as though my stomach dropped, the quiet buzz of the heater filling my ears...My head felt empty, no thoughts, no nothing, I felt like nothing, I felt like high, but like...Bad...My heart had dropped, and my breathing was uneven...I wrapped my hands around myself....What the fuck?

I looked down feeling somewhat of a remorse in the very pit of my stomach. Shame entered my body. I clenched my jaw closing my eyes. What is happening to me?

(Finney's POV)

I was walking with Luke through the woods. "You know, if your gonna murder me, I'd rather just have you do it now." Luke just scoffed. "Ugh, come on Finney, you've been in a bad mood since I picked you up." "Who said I was in a bad mood?" "Your attitude, if you want we can walk back." "We've been walking for like, at least thirty minutes, I'm not about to walk back adding up to an hour." Luke just looked at me, "Come on, it's like right around the corner."

Luke grabbed my hand leading me to some sort of ware house where colorful lights shot out of the windows, faint, yet loud music played. "Come on." Luke chuckled pulling me to the entrance. 

(Robin's POV)

I got out of the shower in almost a hurry, I know everyone is self conscious and all, but I just didn't really even want to know what happened. I changed into the hoodie and shorts I had brought with me. 

As I walked out of the bathroom, my eyes met with Chloe. She had damp hair, while wearing a loose t-shirt and shorts. "Oh...Hey..." "Hey Chloe." I said, my voice low. She beamed at me. "What are you doing?" "Well...You know...Showering." "Are you okay?" She gave me an almost confused look, that soon almost looked as though she was absorbing every single thought in my body. "Uh..." I gulped my throat went dry. "Nah, I'm good, thanks..." "You wanna come over to my dorm...Promise nothing sexual, my roommate is out at her boyfriends, so if you want..." 

I glanced around before nodding, "Sure, I wouldn't know why not." I answered before she smiled. "Alright follow me." 

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Chloe led me farther down the hallway before taking a right and then going down a hallway that looked distinctively familiar, as it looked identical to the boy hallway. "Right, this is me." Chloe opened the door to a colorful yet simple room. Fairy lights hung over her bed as it was covered in a pink fuzzy blanket. Her furniture was clearly brought in, as it didn't have the hazelnut brown closet nor desk. 

"Here, sit...I have just the thing." Chloe walked over to her closet opening the door and digging through a drawer deep beyond the bare eye could see. "Okay, here." She took out a half-full bottle of vodka and fruit punch. "Trust me, it's not bad." She gave me a reassuring look before digging in her drawer taking out two red solo cups.

"So." Chloe scooted next to me on her bed. "What's wrong." "I just did something shitty." "Like?" "Making out with someone I shouldn't had...Practically having sex with them actually." "Oh wow..." Chloe opened both bottles pouring the two into each solo cup. "Here." She hands me the solo cup looking at me almost desperately waiting for me to take a sip.

I took a slow sip, slightly gagging on the bitter hard taste of the vodka and fruit punch. "That is...something." Chloe giggled. "When me and Cole were kids, we always mixed fruit punch with like...basically everything, like it was a lot..." Chloe slightly chuckles before taking a sip herself. 

I leaned back my head against the wall. "You know, I think it's fine whatever you did with this mystery person." Chloe took another swig of her drink. "But like, you probably barely know them. So don't let them go." Chloe took a sip of her drink again finishing it. I stared at her suddenly. 

Her head was leaned against my shoulder...The silence was comfortable as the only thing I heard was her soft breathing. "Robin, I know we just met, but you seem pretty decent." "So do you Clo, so do you." I mumbled slightly chuckling.

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I woke up to see Chloe laying down now. This was my signal to leave I guess...I stood up before quietly leaving her. I closed the door behind me before quietly walking back to my room.

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As I walked by the bathroom, I guessed I might as well go to it. I walked in feeling the same cool empty air surround me as I walked in, I turned a corner to see the sinks and a figure messing with looked like a pill container. 

Confused I walked slightly closer before recognizing the curly brown haired boy. "Finn?" He quickly turned his hands shaking. Suddenly the jar slipped from his hands landing on the floor with a hard thud. He looked at me nervously before frantically picking them up. "Finn are you-" "Stop, I'm fine." He said stuffing the pill container back into his pocket. I looked down at his arm to see needle marks on his arm. He quickly hid away his arm before passing by me without another word.

"Shit." I whispered

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