Broken Promises (F.W x reader)

Two

Y/n POV:

I got out of the shower and grabbed a towel from under the sink. The towel smelt so good, I could tell it was just washed this morning.

After I dried off I moisturized then grabbed a light blue robe that was under sink next to another robe. I put the robe on than began doing my skin care. I put on some light makeup and i felt kind of pretty. I then dried my hair with a blow drier and brushed it. I normally liked my hair to be natural so I rarely did anything with it. My hair was long and it almost reached the middle of my back.

I decided to put on some hand lotion after I brushed my hair. I looked down at my wrists feeling upset. I hated what I did to myself, I didn't really want to cut but it made me feel better in a way. I decided to put some concealer onto the scars and new cuts to make them less noticeable. Then I walked out of the bathroom.

I walked through the Hallway and noticed Finns bedroom door was closed. I wondered what he was doing in there. I the opened my bedroom door and walked in. I closed my door then walked over to my closet. I picked out a white button up collared shirt and a long sleeve red crewneck. I also put on a pair of ripped jeans. I felt confident in this outfit!

I walked over to my desk to grab my book when I noticed a piece of notebook paper. I read it over.

Rules:
1.Don't talk to me outside of the house
2.were not friends I hate you
3.were friends in front of my parents
4.if I have a friend over you stay away
5.know you're place
6.remember I don't forgive you
7.don't tell on me
8.STAY OUT OF MY ROOM

I read the rules over in confusion. I understood the words but I didn't understand why he felt the need to write them. I wanted to go confront him about it so I left my room and walked across from my room. I knocked on the door but no response. So I opened the door and saw Finn sitting on his bed looking at his texts.

"AY! What's up with the rules!" I said in a town that made it seam like it wasn't a question!

"Oh good you read them! Well I don't know how long your gonna be here so I felt it was nessesary! Because your so annoying I hosnelty don't know if your parents will ever come back!" He laughed at his own roast.

I felt hurt because my parents were gone. And I knew they weren't comeing back. I just shook my head then walked out of Finns room. I walked into my room then I locked the door shut. I grabbed my book and started to read.

After about half an hour I came down stairs and smelt something amazing.

"Hi dear!" Marry greated me.

"Hi." I smiled at her. Then I sat down on the couch in the living room. I noticed Eric wasn't home yet so I turned on Netflix. I clicked play on "I'm not ok with this" (a/n: I've never seen it but I heared it's good) The oven beeped and Marry grabbed the Mac and cheese out of the oven. The food smelt very good but the thought of eating made me sick.

The front door swung open and Eric walked in.

"Mmm. Smells amazing hun!" Eric told marry with a smile.

"Thank you babe. It's all down we can eat once Finn comes down here. He text me an hour ago that he was home." She said smiling to Eric. I thought to myself he really only told her an hour ago he was home he's been home for at least three hours now!

"Y/n?" Marry asked. I looked up at her then smiled. "Could you go to Finns room and tell him dinners done?" She asked me.

"Sure." I answered. I then turned off the tv and walked up stairs. I walked through the hallway until I reached Finns room. I knocked but got no reply so I knocked again but louder. Finn still didn't reply.

He had music playing kind of loudly so I decided to just open the door. He looked up at my angrily.

"Rule number eight! GET OUT!" He yelled at me. He yelled at me like I was a child and It pissed me off!

"I knocked multiple times!" I yelled. "And your mom told me to tell your dinners ready!" I said rolling my eyes! Finn eyes my up and down. I honestly didn't know why I was so angry, I think it was cause what he said about my parents never coming back. I then glared at him and walk out of his bedroom.

(Author note: sorry if this is moving kind of fast)