AN: Don't judge it's hard to write in a boy's POV no matter how much I act like a boy I'll always have a vagina down there.
Finn's POV
I had went to the store for food and came back to find Marcy crying in my bed. She was now sleep still sniffing in her sleep suffering the after math of crying. I just combed through her hair with my fingers and looked down at her sleeping body, her heart beating against my side the she's clutching onto for dear life. I wonder what happened.
She did say she lost Hambo it may have had something to do with it. And she was dating that Ash guy and he seemed fishy. It was something off about him. She started to stir and then she yawned. "You good now" she shook her head. "No" she said and laid her head on my lap. "You gonna tell me what's wrong now?"I asked. She sat up and looked hesitant and then nodded. She inhaled the let out a sigh. She looked down at the bed and never glanced up. "Finn, I had left Hambo at Ash's house" she cringed a bit and then continued to tell me what happened. She clenched her fist and her jaw hinged.
"He sold Hambo for a fucking wand. He sold Hambo. He just gave away my bear." She said starting to cry again. She put her hands up to her face and sobbed into her hands probably smudged some make up in the process. She sobbed harder and harder and I pulled her into a hug. "H-He" she continued. "Ssh it's okay."I tried saying to comfort her. "I loved that bear and I can't get it back and then..." She started hesitant to tell me. "What happened. You can tell me or I'll find out myself." I read he mind and heard Its better to let it out than keep it in for years. Then she said "I don't know what he was trying to do, but I didn't like it." She said and I figured out what it was she didn't like. And I didn't like it either.
Not at all.
The song for this Chapter and pretty much the whole story is In my arms by Plumb you can find that to your right hand side in media
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