On the outside, Finn Wolfhard seems hard on himself and everyone at his school, but only Jack see's the inside, he sees Finn as sweet, just like a jellybean.
Jack had been texting finn for 2 days now. Morning, afternoon, and night, but finn hadn't replied.. until now.
Finn: What
Jack: What do you mean 'what' you haven't tALKED TO ME IN TWO DAYS
Finn: I don't want to talk.
Jack: what's wrong? Finn I'm so worried about you and I care a lot. Please tell me.
Finn: You KNOW what's wrong jack. You. You're such a liar and you never loved me. You cheated on me and I'm really hurt. Goodbye jack.
Jack: No I didn't finn! What are you talking about?
Finn: Forget it, you're just a liar and a no good cheater. We were a mistake.
Jack set his phone down and covered his face with his hands. Soft, muffled sobs came silently out of his room.
You know what? He doesn't love you if he doesn't believe in you. He doesn't deserve you. Forget that asshole! Jack thought to himself.
The truth is, jack hadn't believed a word that he had thought, but subconsciously still missed finn a lot. But he wasn't going to let that show. He was going to hurt finn back, or just try to make finn miss him, either way, jack was going to ignore finn the next time he sees him.
Finn had a hard time going to sleep that night.
You know what? I don't care. I don't care. I'm not going to let him know he had hurt me. But finn knew that wasn't true. He did care, he loved jack. But jack can't know that. He has Tyler now, Finn thought, before closing his eyes and rolling around for 2 hours trying to get some sleep.
Jack was in Finns mind too much. Finn, not being able to sleep, sat up and went onto Instagram.
Scrolling through the home page, this picture appeared out of a ton.
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It was from 1 week ago. I almost forgot about it. Finn smiled warmly remembering that day.
Finn had biked over to jacks house and they had a sleepover. They binge watched Netflix, cuddling up near the tv.
Finn could still hear little jack laugh. His warm laugh. They were watching a Kevin Hart comedy. And finn remembered the way jacks eyes lit up, how his face was full of joy and laughter.
A tear rolled down Finns cheek as he clicked on jacks Instagram, looking through pictures, seeing that familiar face that he knew and loved.
He had honestly scrolled through clicking on every picture and just staring at it in the dark like 16 times. Soon, finn had fallen asleep.
With a picture of jack on his phone.
The next day was Monday, he had to see jack.
As he got up and started his routine, he stopped his mom in the hallway, asking her if she could drive him to school.
"But mooooom!" He had whined as she declined his question.
"Finn, some fresh air in the morning is good for you. And I'm heading to work in 5 minutes. Besides, doesn't that nice boy jack walk you?"
"Uh, he's sick today. He can't walk me." He said awkwardly looking at the floor.
"Awe that's a shame, he really does love you."
And with that, she walked over to the counter grabbing her keys and heading into the garage.
He really does love you.
The words kept repeating in his head, but he pushed them away.
I don't need that good for nothing cheater. He hurt me.
As he repeated the words in his head the 67 bajillionth time this week, he started becoming uneasy.
How do I know he actually cheated, what if a kid is just fucking with me and decided to spread a rumor?
Shitshitshitshit. He had realized what he had done. He pulled out his phone and was about to text jack when he read their last conversation.
Liar, cheated, nothing.
Tears slowly swelled up into his eyes and he had realized that it was too late. He run up to his room and locked his door shut. He wasn't going to school today, tomorrow or maybe not even the day after that. He had just lost his world.
