Chapter 14

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Trigger Warning: Harsh language, sexual assault, violence, homophobic remarks

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Jack's POV

I woke up to the sound of the birds chirping outside the window next to the bed that Finn and I shared. Immediately, I felt different, colder than usual. I stretched my arms out and rubbed my eyes trying to wake myself up from the peaceful sleep that I just came out of. When I looked around, I noticed that I was all alone. Finn was nowhere to be seen, and that was why I felt so cold, I didn't have his warmth to comfort me. It worried me until I saw a small note sitting on the bedside table. I hesitantly picked it up and saw that it was addressed to me from Finn, written in his messy, scrawny handwriting. It made me smile seeing his cute little print on the small piece of paper. I quickly scanned the note before reading it over and over again.

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Hey Jackie,

I went to the mall with Sophia, and I didn't want to wake you. She's going to help me buy you the perfect present baby. I know you told me not to get you anything but I have to make sure that my baby boy has the best Christmas ever. I love you so so so much and I'll be back soon. And if that dick Adam comes over, make sure to stay away from him. I don't want you to get hurt. I love you baby boy!

Love, Finnie xoxo

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Finn is so fucking thoughtful. Yeah, of course, I wish he was with me right now so we could just stay in bed and cuddle all day but the letter was so sweet and made me remember why I'm with this boy and why he is the best thing to ever happen to me. I did tell him to not get me anything, though, but I knew full well that he was going to buy me something anyway so I made sure to get him the best gift ever too. I'm so fucking excited, I thought to myself. I hope he gets home soon. While I was waiting for him to return, I decided to head to the kitchen and make myself some breakfast. I was craving some eggo waffles, mostly I just didn't really know how to cook much since Finn always took care of me.

I walked down the stairs slowly and went to the kitchen to grab some waffles from the freezer. I didn't see Mrs. Wolfhard (she keeps telling me to call her Margaret but I can't seem to do it, it just feels too weird) anywhere, which meant she was probably still asleep. She always sat at the counter in the morning with a cup of coffee and scrolled through her phone. She was a nice woman, most of the time. I quickly placed two waffles into the toaster and hit the button that would turn it on. Then, I sat down at the table and scrolled through my Instagram feed trying to ignore all of the damn comments saying hurtful, homophobic remarks. I've heard and read it all: Finn is only using you, No one will ever love you, you are such a fag, go to hell girly boy. I've heard everything, both in person and online. People always said those hurtful things to me and I tried to make it seem like it didn't bother me but deep down it broke me. I could never tell Finn that though, it would hurt too fucking much. Like, I was in college for fuck's sake. My high school bullies should get the fuck over themselves, but social media has made that impossible. Why can't they just leave me the fuck alone? The words hurt more than any physical violence ever could. I didn't get bullied as much in college as I did in high school, but the bullying still exists. People still think it's wrong that I'm gay and that I like pink and that I'm a little "too feminine," whatever the fuck that means.

Suddenly, as I was getting heated over the memories of my past and present bullies, the door opened and I nearly screamed. There, standing inside the doorway, was a very drunken Adam, stumbling his way into the kitchen. I tried to run, but I was frozen in place. Fuck. I didn't know what to do so I just texted Finn. I needed him here with me. No matter how pathetic it sounded, he would always make me feel safe and I needed that in the face of the cruel man who has terrorized us over the past week. I never knew that someone could be so cruel before I met Adam, he was like the fucking spawn of Satan or something. I quickly opened my messages and texted Finn.

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