"Finny's POV
"FINNEGAN HAROLD MCCORMICK."
I wince at the loud voice, shrinking in to make myself look smaller.
"Where the hell were you?! Do you know how worried sick we were?" I hear a jingling sound approaching me and soon Jake is licking my bad hand comfortingly.
"Mom, I was just going to go for a walk but-"
"A walk. You went for a walk alone when you're recently blinded. God, Finn, you need to be more responsible! You could've gotten lost or robbed or- or kidnapped for christ's sake! I leave for a few hours and you're just gone! No note or anything!"
I groan and rub my head from the headache I have because of her yelling. "Mom, chill! Caleb's brother helped me to Tyler's house and I just hung out there for a bit. I'm fine!"
She growls, frustrated. " I swear to God, when your father hears about this..." Mom tries off and I can almost picture her rubbing her temples, trying to calm down. "Okay," her tone forcibly lightens until she's not yelling anymore, "You're okay, right? No cuts? Bruises?"
"I'm fine," I reassure in a tiny voice, trying to sedate her even further.
"And you promise never to do it again?"
I nod and rub Jake's head.
Mom sighs and pulls me into a hug. "Fine then."
I almost let out a cheer, knowing I'm home free. I can't believe this! She's just going to let me off the hook!
"But,"
God dammit.
"You're going to have to face the consequences of your actions, Finn. You're grounded two weeks; that means no TV, no computer, and no iPod. You aren't allowed to leave the house unless it's to your PT. But, I will let you have friends over for an hour each day -- no longer, Finn. I mean it. And I have to be home when they're visiting."
Well that's not too ba-
"And we'll be getting you a babysitter."
"What?!" A fucking babysitter?! "You've got to be kidding me, Mom; I'm not a little kid!"
"Well you were acting like one. Let's go up to your room," She tries to help me up..." http://wattpad.com/story/1597938