for you - rinney au

eight

a/n
i don't know if i mentioned that this is based in 2024 or not but if i haven't i'm mentioning it now!!

- mentions of child abuse

finneys pov :

"so?" gwen says, dragging out the 'o'. i hum as to question what she's saying that to. "oh come on finney." she says looking at me. "what?" i ask, laughing. "you and robin? you know, griffin pointed out today that he saw you two holding hands at lunch." she stated and i feel myself blush slightly, i had forgotten that small detail.

"nothings happening, just because i'm gay doesn't mean i like everybody gwenny." i joke as i ruffle her hair which annoys her. "finney! my hair is in a ponytail you can only do that when my hair isn't up!" she complains.

i feel my phone vibrate in my pocket, gwen heard it too. "who's that?" she questions. i shrug and pull out my phone. "r.arellano liked your photo" i read out the notification and gwens lips creep into a smirk. "stop smirking." i say, looking at gwen. "okay! whatever you say finney." she says, putting her hands up in defense as i laugh in response. we turn a corner and now stand infront of our house.

i sighed, gwens smile faded as i unlock the door and walk in, barely making a noise. this time, the door doesn't slam thankfully and our father is passed out once again. i walk upstairs as gwen follows behind and we go into our rooms.

i didn't like being home, being home was like a punishment.

school wasn't much better, school was an escape from home and home? home was like being a prisoner, but was also an escape at times. when my dad worked late and wasn't home, being home was great. it was after he came home from where ever he was that it wasn't great. sometimes, when our father would disappear he would end up in a pub and come home tripping over his own feet and slurring his words. those days were fun, those todays i can't take all the abuse from him and he'll beat me until i pass out and when i pass out i can't take the beating for gwen so gwen gets it too.

i remember coming home from studying late to gwen being beaten, i was frozen in shock and i felt guilty, guilt that i had let this happen. since that day, i would take on gwens beatings for and let mg dad take out his anger on me instead of her. gwens way of making it up to me was to be my nurse afterwards.

i heard clatter from downstairs and then my father groaning, "gwenny!" he yelled. i opened my bedroom door to see gwen opening her door at the same time, she looked at me confused and i shared the same look. "shout my name if he touches you or you think he will, okay?" i whisper and she nods. i keep my bedroom door open to listen out.

i didn't hear yelling, or screaming, or crying or my name being called.

what i did hear though was the front door opening and closing, it was quiet like usual but being in the environment i'm in my hearing seems to be pretty good and i can hear quiet thing like the doors and i recognised everyone's footsteps in the house and even other family members'.

i decide to go downstairs to see if it was my dad or gwen that had left. i stepped on one of the stairs that was noisy and my fathers head whipped around at that noise. "what?" he asks. "where's gwen?" i question, hoping he doesn't come out with a 'drop the attitude' type of reply. "i sent her to the shops, we ran out of milk because you finished the milk." he says, referring to when i had a bowl of cereal and i nod, going upstairs before i say the wrong thing.

i decide to go for a shower. i grab a towel and go into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. i look at myself in the mirror. my curls turned frizzy and desperately needed refreshed. i undress and switch on the water. i jump back as the cold water hits my arm unexpectedly. i almost fall but i catch myself. i put my finger under the water to see the temperature and it was warmer so i got under the shower head and began washing my hair and body.

once i've cleaned and rinsed the soap and shampoo off myself i switch off the hot water and grab the towel i had taken before hand and wrapped it around my waist. i wipe the steam off the mirror to see myself and my dripping hair. i get as much water as u can out my hair my scrunching it which helped get water out and my curls form themselves better again as the amount of water weighed them down.

i unlock the door, walk out and down the hallway into my bedroom. i dried myself off before changing in my pyjamas. i opened my bedroom door and knocked quietly on gwens. i heard a small hum from inside and i took that as a 'come in'. i opened the door to see gwen sitting on my bed, laying on my stomach and doing some homework. i close the door behind me and approach her. "what you doing?" i ask, referring to her homework.

"it's maths." she informs me. "need help?" i ask and she looks at me as if u read her mind. "yes, finney, please." she says desperately and i pick up her homework and look at the questions, they were simple to me. not to gwen, i liked maths only because i understood it and she hated it.

i spent a while explaining some of the equations to her and helping her understand until she finished. "thank you finney!" she hugs me and i chuckle.

our father interrupted the moment by shouting us downstairs for what i assumed was for dinner. me and gwen fit up and went downstairs to see three bowls of soup on the table and some bread to go along with it.

our dad wasn't a good cook, or baker. the only thing he was good at was being an unfit parent.

normally i would make the food but tonight i guess he sobered up enough to.. open a few tins of already made soup from the shop.

we all sat down and began to eat, it was silent mostly until he spoke up. "how's school?" he asked as he picked up a piece of bread and tesred a piece off and dipping it into the soup. "good." me and gwen said one after eachother.

other than the small talk conversations, if was silent and i took the dishes away from the table and took them to the sink to be washed and dried.

by the time u had dried the now clean dishes gwen was upstairs and probably alseep and my father was i'm guessing asleep too.

i glance at the clock, 10:24pm.

i decide it's time for me to go to sleep, i quietly creep up the stairs and open my bedroom door, closing it quietly behind me as i crawl into bed and not too long after fall asleep.

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i'm so so so sorry for not updating, ive been busy and school starts very soon for me so updates might be slow i'm so sorry in advance but please be patient ill try to update daily.

didn't proof read so mistakes might be there