Behind These Walls - A Jack and Finn Harries Fanfic

Chapter 9

 A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated, I've had writer's block, but I think this chapter and the next will be worth it ;)

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CHAPTER 9:

 

**TWO WEEKS LATER

 

Cinnie’s POV

It had been two weeks since I kissed Finn. Two whole terrible, heart-wrecking weeks.

To be frank, it was honestly killing me. I didn’t know if I had done the right thing, but I knew Finn was way too good for me, and I didn’t deserve him.

I rarely saw him anymore, except for at lunch and English. Even when I saw him, he avoided me at all costs, sitting as far away from me as possible.

No one knew what had happened except for Rosie, whom I told later the same day when we kissed. She was surprised, of course, but I had a feeling she wanted it to happen. She respected my choice of wanting to take a break, but she also tried to encourage me to at least stay friends with him.

And I had! I truly did try to be as friendly as possible, but every time I tried to talk to him, he would just give me a short answer, usually a ‘yes’ or ‘no’, and then would turn away and talk to his friends.

I’m still trying to fix things between us, but I’m too scared that I will say or do something stupid, and make the situation even worse. Not to mention it was the last day of school until fall break, which lasted 2 weeks. If I didn’t fix things before then, the guilt would overcome me, and I wouldn’t be able to live with myself over break. I truly cared about Finn, and even if he didn’t believe me, I would be so depressed if I at least tried to make things right at least one more time.

Finn’s POV

Every day without her is worse than the next. That’s what Cinnie had done to me. Right now especially, I was really wishing that I had never met her.

Thinking about her made my stomach drop. Before, it was because I was exited and giddy to see her. Now, it was a heart-breaking drop that made me want to lock myself in my room so I wouldn’t have to talk to anyone.

I was trying to forget about her, so I could move on, but it was really hard. Especially when she tried to talk to me like nothing was wrong. I guess it wasn’t for her, but it was for me, and it made me feel like a fool. How could I have fallen for this girl, who was obviously no good for me?

I should have known the second I saw her making out with the boy in grade 12. Why didn’t I sense that she just toyed with boys, and led them on until she was done teasing them? Why? If I had sensed it, it would have saved a lot of trouble and sadness.