Chapter Text
Nothing Follows You Like The Past
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The thousands of bright little white dots filled the black night sky and slowly rotated away as the sun began to peek over the top of the unfamiliar new houses that he now lived next to. Finney’s headphones were on full volume, drowning out any and every one of his thousands of thoughts. Drowning out the faint sound of the TV playing in the lounge room from his passed out dad.
His blunt slowly shriveled stubbier and stubbier at his finger tips, while he let the smoke snake through the air and into the wind. It disappeared into the stray sky until new, thick, foggy smoke replaced the old.
That weekend Finney, his sister, and Terrance had moved because of everything that happened back at home. First it was Finney's mother killing herself. Finney was 9 when he found her slumped against the toilet seat, an empty pill bottle dropped next to her, left over vomit dripping from her mouth, and her wrists were slit.
Whenever Terrance would get drunk or high -which was almost every afternoon- he would always mistake Finney for his mother. He would yell at Finney while he vented his frustrations at Hope. ‘Why would you do that?’ ‘Why did you leave?’ ‘You fucking left us’. Terrance would scream, swing, smash; whatever he felt like Hope Finney deserved.
Then there was The Grabber.
The man that single handedly ruined what was left of Finney’s childhood. The man who kidnapped, assaulted, and abused Finney in the basement. The man that Finney killed in cold blood self defense. After coming back to school, Finney was either swooned over or called a murderer and a killer. People would also say that he deserved to be kidnapped or should have died in that basement.
When Finney first got out of the basement, Terrance literally got on his knees and begged Finney to forgive him, that he’d stop drinking and become a better father. But after the first week of Finney being back from the hospital, Terrance began smoking again. And then drinking again. Subtly though. Slowly inching towards his not so old ways until he was himself again.
Finney hated change but he knew that they had to move. It was best for not only Finney but also Gwen. She would sometimes get shit from random students for being Finney’s sister but Finney always showed them their place.
His music echoed throughout his ears, almost breaking his ear drums but that’s how he liked it. Almost like it was a temporary break from the past, the present, and the future. The music overtakes the constant ringing; numbs out the memories and freezes time. Removing himself from everything temporarily because he’ll never completely leave it all behind. Not without one thing. One fatal move.
Quick, persistent knocks on Finney’s door but he couldn’t hear any of them, so instead the person opened the door and the light that seeped through the crack of the opened door finally caught his attention. After seeing the slit of light, he whipped around to the door and scrunched his hands into fists on reflex.
Gwen peeked her head through the door and quickly hurried into the room, shutting the door behind her. “Finnnnn! School time.” She sang happily, patting on the bed rhythmically.
Finney put out his joint after seeing Gwen turn up her nose and sigh loudly, turning to her. “I’m suddenly feeling rather sick…” Finney leaned back, sighed dramatically, and put a hand on his forehead feeling his temperature.
She opened his wardrobe that he had only finished filling yesterday. “Nice try. I will drag your ass to school.” Instead of replying, he held up his hands in surrender and stood up.
“Great. So get dressed then we can go.” Gwen walked out the room to let Finney get dressed in peace, speaking once more before she shut the door. “I’m not gonna be late on my first day so neither are you.”
The first time Finney walked out of his room, Gwen instantly sent him back to change since he was wearing what he wore the past two days. “You wore that yesterday?”
“I know?” Finney said, glancing down at himself.
“Go change. Hurry please.” She pushed him back in his room and shut the door behind her.
After the second outfit -that only changed the shoes-, Gwen huffed pushed her way into the room and opened the closet. She didn’t trust him to pick a decent outfit so she was going to pick an outfit for him.
“I can’t believe a 16 year old needs a 12 year old to dress you.” Gwen muttered while she searched through his draws.
Finney rolled his eyes and sat down heavily on his bed, watching Gwen become a full on Hollywood outfit stylist. “I don’t need it, I just have an 12 year old who wants to play Elizabeth Stewart.”
Gwen spun around sassily and glared at him. “Well I’m not showing up to a new school with Horton Hoo’s cousin.” Finney glanced down at the outfit in Gwen's hands.
A navy blue shirt with white graphic writing, a white long sleeve shirt underneath his tee, black baggy worn jeans and classic black and white, scuffed, thrifted converse shoes. Gwen shoved the outfit into Finney’s hands and left the room in a huff.
“I didn’t even know I had this stuff.”
“Because you only use the clothes on top of your draws.” Gwen closed the door behind her before Finney could speak.
Finney pulled the outfit on; not bothered to start an argument about clothes this early in the morning. The moment he swung open the door Gwen pulled him by the ear towards the bathroom, scrubbed her hands together with a hair gel and ran them through his hair, scrunching his curls.
“Who are you? My mom?” Finney joked, pushing her hands away and scrunching his own hair.
“No, I’m about to be your worst nightmare if you don’t get moving.” Finney huffed and turned back to her, showing off his outfit like a child to their pageant mom.
“That’s so much better. You actually look decent for once. Now, dad is asleep so we just gotta quietly run out.”
“You're acting like we haven’t done this before Gwenny.” Finney walked past her and tip-toed towards the door, with Gwen beside him.
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“My name is Gwen Blake and this is my brother, Finn Blake. We’re new here and I was just wondering where we get our timetables?” Gwen said sweetly, leaning against the receptionist's desk.
The lady looked her up and down silently and scowled as she looked back down at her computer. Gwen looked back up at Finney in shock and Finney could tell she was going to rant about it later. The receptionist looked back up at them and started talking but Finney tuned her out.
He angled himself between the wall next to the desk and the desk itself so he could see everything in front of him. No one could get behind him or get the upper hand. Not again.
All these kids looked regular and boring. It seemed like the type of crowd that he could slip into without being noticed. People giggled and cackled with their friends, others slammed their lockers -making Finney flinch on impulse-, and the rest strolled down the halls.
“Finn!” Gwen shook his shoulders but quickly removed his hands when he spun around to her. Gwen’s eyes silently asked him ‘are you ok’ and Finney nodded softly.
She didn’t believe him but knew she wasn’t going to talk about it so she nodded her head over to the receptionist. The lady was already looking at him disgusted.
“This is your time table, locker number and locker code. Don’t lose it or else you can’t get in your locker. Class starts in 5 minutes so I would advise that you get to class now.” She looked down and typed a few words on her computer before looking back up at him through her glasses. “And you’ll need to take those piercings out.”
Finney had 3 helixes, 3 lobes and one conch and that was just his ears. On his face he had two eyebrow piercings on his right brow towards the end of his brow, angel fangs on his bottom lip and tongue piercing but Finney was positive she hadn’t seen it.
Gwen suppressed a snort with a hand over her mouth and Finney rolled his eyes. “Of course Ms.”
“It’s Mrs. I’m married, young man.” The lady corrected.
“Suprisingly.”
Finney snatched his timetable off the table and grabbed Gwen's backpack, dragging her away; smugly ignoring the receptionist’s appalled squawking. As they walked further away, they heard the receptionist answer the phone. “Red hair? Kids these days, am I right? It’s like they want to look trashy.”
While they walked down the hall, Gwen smirked and tapped his ear peirce. “So when are you gonna take these out?”
“Never.”
“So you want to be one of those ‘dyed red haired, piercing covered, trashy kids?” Gwen asked sarcastically.
Finney rolled his eyes as he looked over his shoulder. “Better than being a judgmental, bitchy high school receptionist who hasn’t gotten laid in years despite having a husband.”
Gwen laughed and Finney stopped, snatching her time sheet of paper and reading through it. “Your class is here.”
“What?” She turned around and saw the classroom number. “Oh yeah. But I have to find my locker-”
“Just find it at lunch. Wouldn’t want to be late, would you?” Finney asked, teasingly.
Gwen turned between the classroom and him then groaned. “Ugh but that means I have to carry everything around for 2 lessons.”
“You’ll be fine.” Finney said quietly, turning to walk away. “Bye.”
“Finney.” Gwen caught his arm before he could walk further. “You alright?”
Finney stared at her, ignoring the people walking around them in the hallway, trying to get to their class since the bell rang; Finney also was going to ignore the fact that he flinched and Gwen was too, he hoped.
“I’m good, Gwenny.” He smiled softly and Gwen’s own smile bloomed across her face.
She stepped forward and hugged him quickly since her class had already entered the room. “I missed that smile.”
Finney pushed Gwen’s head away to the classroom. “Bye Gwendolyn.”
“See ya, kid.” Gwen pushed the door to the classroom open and disappeared inside.
Finney watched the shut door for a moment longer to make sure Gwen stayed before turning away and glancing down at his own sheet of paper. Now his next challenge was to figure out where the hell room J4221 was.
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This isn’t a Gc (your just schizophrenic) 8:27 am
*SchizophrenicIllusion has come online
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*BirdwithFists & PaperBitch have come online
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*RichBitch & MachineFucker have come online
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i saw smoek comin out of a window
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Billy is da godman paperboy
MachineFucker- Godman??
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Bruce?
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MachineFucker- swag boy??
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he sat in teh co corner
yor right griff he is jumpy
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AND THEN IT WAS ‘LOCALDRUGGIE’
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Read 8:51 am
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I love/tolerate you Griffy
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MachineFucker- cus the little bitch is scared of me
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BirdwithFists- my finger slippde
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BitchWhipped- you came willingly
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RichBitch replying to- you came willingly- such a unique choice of words ✍️
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RichBitch- racist
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tf you mean racist
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SchizophrenicIllusion- WHAT
BRUCE AND VANCE CAN MAKE A JOEK UT I CANT??
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*SchizophrenicIllusion has gone offline
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Read 8:58 am.
*MachineFucker has gone offline
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RIPPING MY HAIR OTU
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*BirdwithFists has gone offline
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*RichBitch has gone offline
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