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june 15th, 2015; monday

it had been exactly 2 weeks since Jack spoke to Finn. It's not like Finn hadn't been spamming the young boy's phone with multiple messages throughout these extremely long days.

messages with Finnyboi

june 3rd, 2015; wednsday
Finnyboi: hey jackie :)
read at 4:36 pm

june 7th, 2015; sunday
Finnyboi: what's up pal
read at 7:01 pm

june 10th, 2015; wednsday
Finnyboi: i guess you don't wanna talk to me anymore, i understand.

Finnyboi: bye jack, text me back whenever <3.
read at 1:49 am

jack was doing all this on purpose. he wasn't purposely trying to hurt finn, but he was trying to become distant from his one friend on purpose.

he thought he was wierd, finn made him wierd.

he's never experienced the feeling he gets when finn texts him, not with any other guy. he's never experienced the feeling he gets when finn calls him. finn gives jack the attention he so desperately craves.

jack hasn't gotten this type of attention from anyone in his entire life.

*trigger warning*

jack's parents are both dead, his father was diagnosed with lung cancer already found in stage 4 at age 41, he was pronounced dead later in the year after being diagnosed. jack was 3 years old.

jack doesn't remember much about him.

jack's mother is a very long story of hate, depression, and fear, all due to the loss of her husband. at age 39 she was diagnosed with schizophrenia and paranoia. she saw things weren't there, heard things, and did things not only to herself but also to jack. one day she heard voices telling her the only way to bring back the love of her life was by taking away her own life, she shot herself at noon on the dot. jack was asleep in the other room, jack was 5 years old.

the only thing jack can remember about his mother is the pain. the pain she caused him. she beat him relentlessly. dragged him like a rag doll.

after his mother's death he only had one family member, that he knew of, left to take care of him and that was his older brother, harris.

harris is from is father's previous marriage, even thought they were half brothers harris still welcomed him into his life as his own when jack was only 6 and harris was 24, their father was 20 years old when harris was born and 38 when jack was born, they were 18 years apart.

now harris is 33 and jack is 15. jack and harris's dad have been dead for 12 years. jack's mom has been dead for 9 years while harris's is still alive and thriving, jack always saw him as the lucky one.

lately harris hasn't been paying much attention to jack, lately means the last 7 1/2 years. the first 2 years were his brother were great but it's as if jack disappeared to him once he got a girlfriend. he was heartbroken. alone once again. no friends either since his brother decided that his little brother was broken and public school was not for someone like him, homeschool is all jack knew, loneliness is all jack knew, until finn.

jack stared at the old messages, eyes releasing the tears that had been held in for years. he couldn't bring himself to respond, not yet.

jack felt like he was on his own, and so did finn.

They needed eachother, they wanted eachother.

They just didn't want to admit it.

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