SADBOY - FINN WOLFHARD ✔

ELEVEN!

BON IVER - SKINNY LOVE

"POUR A LITTLE SALT, WE WERE NEVER HERE."

It was weird waking up the next morning, a feeling he couldn't describe overtook his body, his eyes opened quickly, widening at the bland white roof up above him, he was sprawled on the bed, laying on his back, hands to his side, gripping onto the sheets, he didn't know why he was so stiff. He hadn't gone to sleep so anxious, the warmth emitted from the body enveloped in his gave him a beautiful sleep, now her ghosts lingered in the area, the scent of her dancing around the room, but she was nowhere to be seen.

He blinked, and his eyes were met with Freya, hanging from the ceiling. With gauged out eyeballs, just black void like sockets, her smile held open by a twisted curve of the lips, resembling the Joker. Rosy red painted around the surface, her jaw hung low, her body draped aimlessly, with a thick brown rope twisted like jungle vines around her neck, her legs and arms were a violet purple, a dirty ripped white dress hung loosely from her body, reaching her ankles, outgrown green toenails growing from almost brown feet, as if she had walked through miles of dirt. Chains covered her wrists, like a prisoner.

His mouth gapes open wind at the sight, pure fear rushing through every inch of his body, pulling the white sheets off his body, falling to the floor, his naked body hitting the carpet, he buries his head into the floor, his knees to his neck, muffled screams alarm the girl in the other room, as she rushes to his aid, opening the door, her eyes pan down to the tear-filled boy, the way he huddles into himself, shaking like he had been electrocuted.

She doesn't say anything, except brings him into a hug, he notices the familiar touch, letting himself melt into her hold, his back pressed against her chest, his head leaning on her shoulder, soft curls tickling her neck as she strokes his hair, knees are still brought up to his chest, the cold winter air picking at the exposed skin. He finally lets himself see, slowly peeling his eyes back to meet with the world he wanted to leave behind, and no longer does she hang, grinning at him evilly as her body sways back in fourth. The void doesn't absorb his soul.

The image of her came from a place of guilt. He was so dumb, falling for another woman whilst with another one, he had become such a disgrace, and here he was, still inviting himself into her arms, letting her hold him like a newborn, cradling him, rocking him in comfort. He knew he could never disclose that night to Freya, his skin would never repair from wounds she would inflict if she knew that Finn had exposed himself to another girl, he had made a promise to her, from the moment that they started dating, he was vowing to be hers, selling himself and letting her take control.

He doesn't want to blink in case her haunting image comes back, Freya was too beautiful to be hanging from the roof, looking so demonic, and wanting revenge against a man who had done her wrong. Finn had done her wrong. He shakes but brings himself out of the grasp of Hannah, his mouth is dry, not that he wants to speak anyway, he crawls to the bed, where she had washed and folded his clothes neatly, standing up, his legs shaking but still remaining on his feet, he slips the shirt over his body, an infliction of abusive marks and loving kisses hidden, she watches over him, as he dresses, just to make sure he's okay, Finn turns, catching her stare, she looks up and smiles, walking from the room.

He sighs after she's left, a breath he was unaware he was holding, he rolls his shoulders back, feeling tight, tense. He shakes his head, curls bouncing side to side as he steps out, he doesn't want to overstay his visit, feeling his back pocket for his phone and keys, he sees himself out.

"You aren't staying for breakfast?" She asks, hurrying to the door, seeing him standing there ready to leave, she was disappointed, but what does she expect, he's so in love with another girl, despite her flaws, what would she compare? His girlfriend must be so hypnotizing to bring Finn back in time and time again after getting his skin brutalized.