Demons

Chapter Twelve: Where Are You?

"Finn wait!" Sasha called.

It was too late, Finn has sped off in his car. She sighed.

"And Finn just got better," she thought.

Sasha was highly understanding. She could already tell that wasn't Finn inside. It was something else. Sasha witnessed Bayley on a stretcher being carried to the medical room. She followed. Her head was bruised along with a black eye. After ten minutes, Bayley began to move. Sasha waited. Her head began to turn. Bayley's eyes opened as she looked around. 

"Where am I?"

"In the medical room."

"Sasha?"

Sasha held her hand.

"You're okay."

"I don't feel okay," Bayley claimed holding her head.

"Do you know what happened?"

Bayley nodded.

"Yes."

Sasha feared Bayley would be mad at Finn.

"He hit me."

"He didn't mean to," Sasha immediately informed.

"I know. He would never hurt me intentionally. He's too sweet."

Sasha was relieved to hear that.

"So you're not mad?"

"Nah. He was only defending me out there. And I guess he lost control. Finn did tell me about The Demon though. Should of never got in the way."

Sasha nodded.

"So where is he?"

Sasha's eyes jolted open. She didn't know where he was! All she knew was that he ran somewhere. Presumably somewhere safe.

"I...I don't know. The last I saw of him was when he was holding his head throwing himself into walls. He told me to stay away before I end up getting hurt."

"What about Aaron?"

"Probably crippled for now. But as soon as he gets better, no doubt he'll kill Finn. Bayley, why didn't you tell us? Why didn't you leave?"

Bayley was nervous.

"I was scared...Scared of what Aaron would do to me if I left him. I always liked Finn better and I would much rather be with him. As for telling you, I thought you guys hated me."

"Oh Bayley. We couldn't hate you."

The two smiled as they hugged. The next week came by and it was much more peaceful. Except for one thing, Finn wasn't there. This left the girls confused. Things got even got stranger as he never appeared for the whole month!

"Where in the hell is Finn?" Sasha asked in frustration.

"I'm wondering the same thing," Bayley replied.

Sasha ended up finding an article online stating he was officially missing. They were worried about him and began searching on their spare time. He never answered his phone and he wasn't at his house. Where could he be? The police got involved and posters were hung up. They wished one day he would answer their cries.

* * *

"It's been two months now! I don't think Finn will be found until he comes out," Sasha stated.

"No! Don't say that!" Bayley said frantically.

"Wait!" Sasha exclaimed.

"What?"

"When Finn was piss drunk, he would murmur about a shack back home. He did it all the time!"

"Finn did tell me in his goodbye note that he was always prepared to move back."

"We should check there!"

"No!" Bayley said. "I will. You stay here."

"Bayley, are you sure?"

Bayley nodded. Off she was the next day to Ireland. Obviously he would be around home in Bray, County Wicklow. She spent a month searching there. Bayley was doing all she could. Hell, she even found his parents. But even they didn't know his exact location. But they did mention how they had some private land that he may of went to. Bayley searched there.

* * *

A shack was far off in the distance. Bayley got excited! 

"I think I just found Finn!" She thought.

Bayley ran to the shack and observed. It was falling apart. Everything was so weak and rusted. The wood was rotten! 

"You can't live in this!" Bayley muttered to herself.

She listened in trying to hear any voices.

"This is it. I can't take it anymore."

Finn.

"Goodbye to whoever this may concern. Goodbye Sasha, and thank you...Bayley."

There was a quick crash on the floor and Bayley kicked down the rotting door.

"Finn!"

Finn was hanging from a noose as his last breaths were being choked out. Bayley saw a knife at his feet and quickly cut him down. As he fell, Bayley caught him and gently put him on the ground holding him in her arms. He was vibrating heavily making a bunch of weird grunts. His head was full of sweat and his hair was greasy. Finn had really let himself go. She looked at the knife and wondered why it was bloody. Bayley looked down and found slash marks at every inch of the body. The palms of his hands were burnt, the webbing of the fingers were cut. It was a horrific sight.

"Finn. It's okay. It's me."

Bayley rubbed her hand through his hair and rubbed his cheek. He continued to stare into the empty abyss twitching. She held him tighter and cried on his shoulder.

"Please stop Finn."

Bayley hoped Finn could control his motions but he was consumed by depression and too much of The Demon was inside. She witnessed beer bottles that littered the house and the darkness that clouded his passion. The vibrating began to slow as he started to mumble.

"I'm a monster. So be caged like a monster. Help me."

Bayley cried to his words as she continued to gently rub him just like she did in the hospital.

"All alone. Unloved. Disgraced. Commiting suicide."

Bayley listened and let him go through his phase. The vibrating got weaker.

"Yes. That's it Finn. That's it. Deep breaths."

Finn turned her head to her.

"Hello Finn...Finn?...Finn?!"

Finn's eyes closed. She checked for a pulse luckily finding it still beating. Bayley lied him down on the floor using her backpack as a pillow and her jacket as a blanket. She roamed the shack. Bottles filled the kitchen sink, the floor was sprinkled with broken glass, there was writing on the walls. Bayley was heartbroken. Finn went through so much and she felt responsible. As she continued to walk. Bayley found a camera. He must of followed through with using a camera instead of his journal. She checked the footage.