Supportive//Fack

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Jack's POV-
    The next day after school I wait by the front door for Finn.

    "Is this kid your boyfriend?" Vanessa asked with a smile.

     Vanessa's my older sister. She's twenty years old and is currently staying with us for a few months before she goes back to college.

     "No Vanessa, he's just a friend." I say feeling my face go pink.

     "Aw, you're blushing." Vanessa teased.

     "Shut up Vee...." I say blushing harder.

    Then I hear a car horn honking. I look out the window and see Finn's car.

     "Looks like your man is here." She says with a smirk.

     I roll my eyes and grab my backpack.

    "Don't have to much fun!" She calls.

    "I'm going to a support group, I won't have any fun." I say opening the door.

    "Oh come on you're with your boyfriend so how bad can it be?" Vanessa  says.

    I roll my eyes. "Bye Vee." I say and slam the door. I walk down the drive way, putting my backpack on my back.

    I open the door and get into the passenger seat.

    "Hey Jack!" Finn says with a smile.

    "Hey Finn." I say. I sit down in the passenger and look at him.

    I look at his face and see his eyes are red and a bit puffy.

    I frown at him. "Finn, were you... crying."

Finn looks at me.

"Oh y-yeah.... But it's fine, I'm fine." Finn says looks forwards putting his hand on gear stick.

     "Hey you know you can talk to me about this kind of stuff." I say and I put my hand on his hand that's resting in the gear stick.

    He looks at ours hands and then at me. I blush and quickly pull my hand away.

     "Thanks jack it's just.... I really don't feel like talking about it." He says starting to drive.

    I look at his then at my hands in my lap.

     What's wrong with him? I think to myself, I wish I knew so i could help him.

     We arrive at the clinic where the support group takes place and Finn parks. I get out grabbing me bag and putting it on my back once again.

    We walk in but we are completely silent. We go to the room and knock.

"Come in." Says a sweet voice. We walk in to see Rosann and the others sitting in chairs just like last week.

I sit next to finn and put my back pack on the floor in front of me.

Rosann begins to talk to the group and ask questions to the other teens. I try to listen in but I can't help but look at Finn with his puffy eyes and his occasional sniffle.

I look at his hands. Pale and clammy. Is he ok. I want to say something but I don't want to draw any attention that he doesn't want.

As the session finishes Rosann says some stuff. She then looks at Finn.

"Finn..." She says and Finn looks up.

"Y-yes?" Finn says nervously.

"You've been very quiet this past hour. Is there anything on your mind?" She says in a gentle tone.