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gwennygirl: guys i jst yelld at the police im gonna kms
rocketboy: just like my mom
paperpuppy: FINN NO
pinballbitch: THATS E-FUCKIN-NUFF
bruceysmintarms: finn bstie u can talk 2 me its okay
gwennygirl: so funny thign shes my mom 2...
bruceysmintarms: gwen we luv u!!!
gwennygirl: gud thats what i thought
robin: when we said 2 stand up for urself and ur trauma this isnt waht we ment
robin: u okay amigo im here 4 u
gwennygirl changed 'robin' to 'rocketboyluvr'
rocketboy: sry guys i needed 2 be diifficlt i ddint feel loved eniugh
paperpuppy: FFS I CNT DO TS
gwennygirl: ditto
pinballbitch: ditto
bruceysmintarms: ditto
rocketboyluvr: ditto but srsly finn we luv u and did u take ur meds
griffgruffbbg: guys 2 many fking messages
gwennygirl: blame finn
rocketboyluvr: U FW FINN AGin U FUCK W ME
pinballbitch changed 'untitled' chat to 'commit suicide pls ffs'
rocketboy: ...
...
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liek my mo-
pinballbitch removed rocketboy from 'commit suicide pls ffs'
pinballbitch changed 'commit suicide pls ffs' chat to 'fucktonzoffags'
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Bruce private messages Finney
Bruce: finn srsly tho r u ok
Bruce: ik u trama dump liek that but
Bruce: i worry abt u cause i love you
Messages seen
Bruce: pls dont shut me out
Bruce: hello
Bruce: r u safe bud?
Bruce: its ok 2 not want 2 talk ill give u sum space
Bruce: but ur loved and pls call me when u can
Bruce: everyone worries bud
Bruce: ur not alone
Bruce recieves a call from Robin
"Yamada?" There's some shuffling as Bruce clears his throat, exits from Finney's private messages.
"Yeah, I'm here. Has Finney talked to you?"
"He's not answering my messages. I don't think he took his meds" Bruce sighs heavily. Must be bad if he's not answering Robin, who he clearly likes (but neither of them will admit to each other).
"He's not answering me either. I-"
Incoming call from Gwen
"-I gotta go" Bruce sighs, runs a hand through his hair, "Gwenny's calling. She'll know what's going on. It's okay, Rob, we'll make sure he's safe"
There's more shuffing on Robin's end of the line. "Ay, Ay, Mami!" More shuffling, and then, "I gotta go too, my mom's yelling for me. You tell Finn I love him and he's scaring la cagada out of me, comprendo?"
"Yeah, I will. Bye, Rob"
Bruce accepts the incoming call from Gwen
"Hey, Gwenny. Is Finney okay?"
"He's locked in his room. Didn't even come out when Billy threw the paper at his window a few minutes ago" Gwen sighs, and there's a small sniffle heard. Bruce has always been fond of Gwen, especially because Finney was so close with her. He rarely remembered her age until times like this.
"It's okay, Gwenny. You know how he gets, all quiet. Maybe he just needs some space"
"Well I don't want to give him fucking space! He's already been out of school three times this week, and he has a doctors appointment tomorrow. One I'm gonna miss because I'm walking to Suzie's right now. It's Friday, remember?" And shit. How had Bruce forgotten about their piece-of-shit abusive alcoholic dad? He nods, though she can't see him.
"Yeah, I remember. Look, go to Suzie's, have a good time. If Finney hasn't answered me or Robin in the next few hours when your dad gets home, I'll be by to check on him. It's all under control"
"Fucking promise me. He's going through enough, he doesn't get to be left alone too long"
"I promise you, Gwenny. It's alright. Take the sidewalk path to Suzie's, have pizza, play, watch a movie. I'll be over there in no more than two hours if he doesn't answer"
Gwen was a worrier. Her OCD could do that. Her Friday night ritual ensured that, in her mind, she was safe from her father. That she had a healthy friendship. That two hours was a respectable time range for checking on someone, that she needed the reassurance of a promise it would happen.
Gwen's quiet for several moments, and then the crunch of the broken sidewalk is under her feet again, and Bruce relaxes. "...thanks, Brucey"
"Anytime, Gwenny"
Gwen ends call to Bruce
...
Finney paces around his room, breath quick, hands in his hair. He felt shaky. Food wasn't working today, it was all wrong, and standing made him dizzy. But he always felt horrible when he couldn't move his body, let his feelings out, and being home from school due to his POTS flaring up had made moving his body difficult. Not to mention he didn't take his antianxiety meds. He had all his homwork already done, it was Friday, there was none more coming. For some reason, that didn't comfort or call him.
His mom used to take him and Gwen to the Grab-N-Go to buy snacks and ice cream on Fridays after school. And they'd watch stupid movies together, as a family. He remembered she'd always stay up as late as she could with him, movie after movie after movie, even if Gwen and Dad were asleep. She was never really very good at sleeping whne she was like that. Now, he wished like anything that was routine again.
Now, though, he was alone on Fridays. Gwen was always off at Suzie's because of their dad, and he was always awake late into the night on his own. Eating ice cream, watching scary movies, until he found himself in a heap on the floor Saturday morning, exhausted. Usually, texting his friends as they walked home from school made him feel better, especially when he was too ill to be there with him. He always made jokes like that, and they were only ever half funny, even to him. Sometimes it hurt more, though, to have them taken seriously. To have Robin asking about his meds, Bruce checking in, to be told that he was loved.
Especially to be asked if he was safe. Because Finney had a past, and no one could deny it.
He couldn't read anymore, not after doing all his work. Math came easier. There were set rules, procedures, algorythms. A formula could be proved, and would go on being proved forever. Infinite was the most comforting numerical value, as it went on and on forever, no matter what. Writing, reading, none of it was like that. He could paint vivid images, storylies, plots right in his head. He couldn't right them down, though. Couldn't externalize them easily either.
Even the text messages in the group chat were wearing down on him. He couldn't talk anymore, couldn't text. He couldn't sit still but he couldn't keep standing and pacing as he was. Finney was nauseous, exhausted, restless, overwhelmed. He missed his mom. His heart was beating out of his chest. He wished someone was here right now. He was trembling on his feet. Everything crashed over him all at once and he collapsed onto his bed, burying his face in his knees. The tears spilled over as he rocked slightly back and forth, the only motion that brought him a modicum of comfort at the moment.
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Gwen creates 'Finney support'
Gwen adds Bruce to 'Finney support'
Gwen adds Robin to 'Finney support'
Gwen adds Finney to 'Finney support'
Gwen changes Bruce to brucey
Gwen changes Finney to rocketboy
Gwen changes Robin to rocketboyluvr
Gwen changes Gwen to enbygwenny
enbygwenny: guys were all hre to support finney
enbygwenny: dads gonna be home soon
enbygwenny: finney pls talk 2 us
rocketboyluvr: lets not pressure him 2 tlak
rocketboyluvr: finn evn if u cant text rn just kow im here
rocketboyluvr: nd pls dnt fw your meds schedule
rocketboyluvr: the soonr u get ovr this flar the soonr u can be back 2 sschool
Messages read by rocketboy
enbygwenny adds Vance to 'Finney support'
enbygwenny changes Vance to tismbyvance
tismbyvance: wtf blake
tismbyvance: why am i hre
enbygwenny: reed the fing name
enbygwenny: all of us r here to support finney
enbygwenny: im his sibling
enbygwenny: robin is his...friend
enbygwenny: bruce is on baseball w him so theyre buddiz
enbygwenny: nd bruce is yurs so hou get to support finney 2
enbygwenny: nd u have majr tism
brucey: u do have major tism and we love u for it
tismbyvance: fuck u yamada
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...
sorry that was bitchy
tismbyvance: i gues i can support finney...
tismbyvance: but only because fucking yamada wants me 2
tismbyvance: nd the fucking tism
rocketboyluvr: finn if ur reading this even vance is here 4 u
rocketboyluvr: it can be scary to be loved
rocketboyluvr: & cared 4
rocketboyluvr: but u r nd rest is ok ur chronically ill
Messages read by rocketboy
brucey: ofc he reads when robin messages
enbygwenny: precicsely y i added him
tismbyvance: its a tism ting
tismbyvance: some ppl just fkng suck nd tthres only 1 gud person u can takl to
tismbyvance: dnt fucking tell me thsts soft cuase ill f u up
brucey: its nt soft vance
brucey: its good 2 know
rocketboy: its true
enbygwenny: FINN FUCK U FOR SCARING ME LIKE THAT I THghtr U DIED
brucey: thank fuck bud i was worried abt u and just gonna head over to check up
tismbyvance: this hrts my head im peacing tf out
brucey: thx 4 being here go decompress
brucey: finney u ok whyd u go so silent eearlier
rocketboyluvr: GUYS STOP
rocketboyluvr: no matter wht hes tired
rocketboyluvr: dnt overwhelm him
rocketboyluvr: take ur time finn
Messages read by rocketboy
rocketboy favorites 're rocketboyluvr: take ur time finn
rocketboy: cnt grt words fast
rocketboy: hrd to reaaad
rocketboy: pstypeign ddtheis us harsfdrsd
enbygwenny: sorry slow words now
enbygwenny: but i cant read that
Messages read by rocketboy
rocketboyluvr: go slow nd take breaks
rocketboyluvr: no worries finn <3
rocketboy: >53w
rocketboy: ,3
rocketboy SHGIRTISHGEP$IPHTGPWAEITDS
rocketboy: sry jst mad
rocketboy: <3
rocketboyluvr: see no rush
rocketboyluvr: retype as much as u need 2
rocketboy responds to re: pstypeign ddtheis us harsfdrsd
tiping thrs is hrd
brucey: u trying to tell us that typing is hard 4 u rn?
rocketboy: ts sucks
rocketboy: hnds shkay
rocketboy: *shaky
rocketboyluvr: did u take salt pills today
rocketboy: ...no
rocketboyluvr: any food?
rocketboy: *gag*
rocketboyluvr: ok ok
rocketboyluvr: can i come ovr and help u function
rocketboy: cnt talk
rocketboy: no wrsdsadf
rocketboy: *words
rocketboyluvr: thts okay 2 have a verbal shutdown
rocketboy: *meltodwn
rocketboyluvr: finn im so sorry
rocketboyluvr: no talk then just meds and mb sum suop
rocketboy: ok..
brucey: vance pm me n said 2 try taking pulls w safe food
brucey: nd starig at the flur nd breathing
brucey: that it helps whne hees nowords left
rocketboy: tell hmi thx
brucey: will do
enbygwenny: robin can u stay over w finney he needds it after meltdowns
rocketboy: hey
rocketboy: i du not
enbygwenny: fine ur pising off the OCD i keep thingkning ur gonna...pull a mom or sm liek that ts
enbygwenny: nd suzie is gettinf worried
rocketboy: ppls sstay orobin though i du want u here
rocketboyluvr: i cn stay dont worry
rocketboyluvr: just breathe
rocketboy: i luv u guys
brucey: i luv u 2
enbygwenny: dame
rocketboyluvr: same
tismbyvance: whtver jst dont rip our ur hair
tismbyvance: ...nd u dont suck that bad
...
Mid Saturday morning
Finney creates 'boyfriends'
Finney adds Bruce to 'boyfriends'
Finney adds Vance to 'boyfriends'
Finney adds Griffin to 'boyfriends'
Finney adds Billy to 'boyfriends'
Finney changes Bruce to brucey
Finney changes Vance to tismbyvance
Finney changes Griffin to griffgruffbbg
Finney changes Billy to paperpuppy
Finney changes Finney to rocketboy
rocketboy: so
rocketboy: i dont pick up on a lot but ik vance and bruce r togther
rocketboy: and so r billy n griff
rocketboy: im feeling much better this morning, gwenny is back home and robin just left
rocketboy: HOLYFUCK IASDKLGEHWRg
rockeyboy: help me im in love with robin
brucey: finally
tismbyvance: better whip out teh tism rizz
paperpuppy: go get him finney
griffgruffbbg: he's in love w u 2 for montsh now
rocketboy leaves the chat
brucey: oh boy were in for it rnt we