Grafterdawn
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"Ya know, smoking all that shit ain't gonna make ya feel any better."
"No. But being with you does."
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Ruby Jameson was poison and smoke darned with a sweet southern drawl. She had been hurt one too many times. Her family was more than dysfunctional, and she was often left to fend for herself every day.
She would walk home from school down a sketchy alleyway, the concrete glistening with sinister intent. She knew one day that her regular walking path would backfire on her but she never expected it to happen so brutally.
She barely had time to register before she saw the man coming at her, she was only 14 years old, her frail and malnourished body unable to fight back.
Her brain blacked out a lot of the memories for the first couple weeks after and all she could remember was waking up in the alley and feeling an overwhelming sense of dread.
After Ruby began to remember more details of the incident and after her parents finally divorced, her mother was worried for her mental health and sent her to a therapy group for teenagers.
Ruby hated it and never wanted to go, believing it wouldn't help her at all, but when she meets Finney Blake she might just change her mind about the whole therapy thing.
The Black Phone Fanfic
Finney Blake x Fem!OC
Based only on the second movie (with some flashbacks)