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Text ✉️ Finn

river: you WISH i was on your dick LMAO

river: okay do yourselves a favor and like go get that cooch or something splish splish

river: y'all didn't get together to cry on twitter together

river: just be goddamn happy and stop giving a shit about what other people think, let 'em talk whatever who cares

finn: she’s been laughing the whole time actually

finn: meanwhile i’m stressed.

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Text ✉️ Finn

river: i know, but do you think people give a fuck? no

river: a;lsdkjf BRO

river: don't be a total cliche and reactivate it next week for the love of god i will disown you lmao

river: just log out and let it marinate, if you still feel like you wanna quit twitter tomorrow night, then do it

river: log the fuck out and come thru or call crim and take her out somewhere AWAY from social media lol

finn: i dont give a shit if im cliche lol. get off my dick

finn: i’m actually with crimson, since the twitter drama started.

finn: im probably just gonna go get busy with her so she’d stop being on her phone 🤣

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imessage 📲 finn 😎

thatcher: hi dad hope ur ok

thatcher: i don't like this drama

thatcher: but i hope u know i'm here for u and crim always

thatcher: cos i am

thatcher: love u mate i'm here if u need anything xx

finnegan: my receding hairline’s getting worst, son

finnegan: i need those shampoo shit that gets my hair thick

finnegan: this bullshit is stressing me out

finnegan: your mom’s beside me rn so i’m good, don’t need anything rn but her 💕

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Text ✉️ Finn

river: look i get it, trust

river: but you're giving her exactly what she wants

river: crim doesn't need a white knight bro, she can handle this

river: the more you put yourself out there, the more people are gonna pick you apart

finn: i know she doesn’t but i want to support her

finn: i’m not protecting her. im supporting her. big difference.

finn: i’m fucking deactivating my twitter.

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imsg ✉️ don't drunk dial him !!

lia: what the fuck is wrong with you

lia: do you enjoy hurting me?

lia: this had nothing to do with you

lia: fuck you, finn

lia: i tried being honest and you're just going to use that against me?

lia: go to hell

NUMBER BLOCKED

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Text ✉️ Finn

river: bro, let them embarrass themselves, that house is a fucking mess and a half

river: just log out, come thru if you want, i got some weed

river: it's not worth putting your business out there for everyone to see tho

river: y'all did a fantastic job of that b4 already lmao

river: stop while you're ahead, man. stay above the drama

finn: i hate partaking in this drama believe me

finn: i’m just over lia attacking crimson

finn: i’m fucking blocking her everywhere bro. i’m so done with this attention seeking bitch.

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@finneganjames: tweeting abt how u’ve moved on when your drunk ass told me you love me and you want to be with me again. so funny

@finneganjames: damn. calling my gf a slut, and myself as a slut? no wonder i’ve dumped ur ass.

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@finneganjames: for fuck’s sake, can you all get off of crimson’s back???

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 CRIMSON.

she didn’t put up a fight and let him go, hazel hues trailing his every move as he retrieved something from his study and made his way back to her. most of her attention was still on the movie although that all changed once he showed her what he’d created, instantly sitting up and taking the sketchbook from him before staring at the drawing in admiration. “baby, oh my god,” she was speechless, unable to find any words as she stared at the sketch, observing every facet of it. even the necklace didn’t leave her dumbfounded. 

crimson shifted her body so her back was towards the tv and she was facing her boyfriend, a stupendous smile placed on her face when she finally looked up at him. “you’re already a way better boyfriend than i am girlfriend but now you’re winning at the gift game too? that’s just not fair,” the girl teased him and clutched the sketch to her chest. “what’re you doing dating me? you deserve the queen or something.” a soft laugh left her mouth while leaning down and placing a kiss on his lips. 

FINN GLADLY ACCEPTED crimson’s kiss, the smile on his face growing bigger against her lips. he cupped her cheeks and looked into her eyes, “i do, and i got her!” he exclaimed, knowing how cheesy he sounded. he moved away from crimson’s face a little so he’d be able to look into her eyes. “why are you with me?” finn asked and smiled, something in his eyes dancing, it was difficult to figure out what it was, but there was that feeling there, something that give a hint of insecurity, “i mean,” he blinked his eyes and looked at something else. “i really didn’t see that coming, you going for me instead.” 

he softly tapped his finger against the tip of her nose, “you just don’t seem to be that into me, so yeah, it’s surprising.” he stated, he pushed his hair back, and laughed some. he even squinted his eyes playfully at her before he decided to rest his back against the headboard. he smiled at crimson, “if anything i’d say you’re into wells than me,” he teased, although deep down his stomach was doing flips and his chest was constricting a bit. it was true, he still couldn’t wrap his head around the idea crimson have feelings for him, especially with how everything was after the first time they sleep together. the thoughts were unsettling and finn just want to shut the demons in his head for feeding on his insecurity. 

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HARPER.

“find me a frying pan and i’ll hit you over the head with it. that’ll knock you right out. might have a bit of a headache when you come to, but you’ll get plenty of sleep.” harper shrugged and tipped back in her chair. 

FINN PUSHED HIS hair back and shrugged, “or you could hit me with a heavy ass book.”

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BARBIE.

❝ i’m only asking because you seem pretty happy with crimson. ❞ she pointed out. ❝ more happy than you have ever been with me. ❞ she mumbled. her true feelings slipped out. there was glimpse of remorse in her eyes. the fact that part of her still cared about him was frightening for her. she needed to be over him for his and her sake even if it meant for her to say the coldest things to him.

 ❝ how could you even do that to abel? think about others for once before you start ruining people relationships. ❞ she hissed. was she just saying this because she was jealous of crimson’s and finn’s relationship? well, not completely. her and abel was friends and she cared about him but i would be lying if i didn’t say this outburst didn’t stem from jealousy.

“HONESTLY GET IN fuckin’ line, babs.” finn spatted. “i’m not going to have this conversation, go kiss abel’s ass.” he shook his head and pushed his glasses up, he sighed and took a random cookie from the shelf and started his way to the counter. he didn’t even know why he did it, try and approach her. nothing good ever comes out of any of their conversations. 

the last thing he needed was another schooling from soneone for being a homewrecker. it’s as if he was the only one who ruined crimson and abel’s relationship, even when abel himself did the same shit to crimson with reagan. finn wasn’t going to have it, a biased opinion from some person who hates his guts. 

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LIA.

   for a moment there, she’d lost her mind - that was the only explanation for it. she’d had one ( or three ) too many glasses of wine, making her all the more confused. it had only been a few hours ago she’d been brought to tears by his harsh words, ready to throw her phone away to avoid thinking about him ever again. being so closed to him again only made things more complicated. for all she tried to deny it, there was still something there in her heart for him. and now…lia didn’t know what to do at all. it was easy enough to ignore what she felt before, but crimson had brought it all back. now she couldn’t just forget, like she’d been trying to for all this time. 

     she bit her lip, not sure how to answer. lia stared at his back ; it was easier to look at him when he couldn’t see her. she could probably make it upstairs on her own, even if she would wake everyone in the process. now that he was here, though - going to see her brother wasn’t the only priority. she had so many things she’d wanted to say, when angry texts flew back and forth, and now… she didn’t want to fight. she just wanted to know - ‘ why? ‘ slipped out of her mouth. she certainly wasn’t asking why he’d help her up the stairs. now that she’d started, though, it was like the words couldn’t be held back. they came out in a voice that cracked with emotions. ‘ you could’ve…had anyone. why did you have to do this? ‘

HE DID NOT expect that hearing lia’s hurt would still send knives into his heart, sharp and piercing into his soul, the remnants of his love for her resurfacing again, shocking his body that his hands started shaking as he put back the glass back in the cupboard. he tried to occupied himself by closing the cupboard, but it was such a small task, and he was running out of things to do. if he couldn’t distract himself with anything there and then, he wouldn’t be able to compose himself. 

their relationship had been quite unresolved. an almost-year relationship that had ended due to his idiocy, and also the fact that lia didn’t feel the same way about him (or at least finn believed). he really did believe ophelia carter was the love of his life, but unfortunately he wasn’t that for her. every time he went back to that thought, the knife in his heart was getting twisted. he really did not expect this would still hurt this much. “i didn’t want to—” he began, his voice’s volume low and the tone soft, almost afraid, “—but it just couldn’t stop hurting, every time i remember we’re not together anymore and i couldn’t take you back.” he felt the tears sting his eyes, he hadn’t ever talked about what happened between them, to anyone, to her; words and feelings were always kept on a paper and held down in a closed book.

“she, she—crimson was there, even if she really wasn’t mine, but she was there. so i stopped looking at you because all i can see is how you don’t give a flying fuck about me and you’re with those other boys.” he didn’t deserve to cry, he held back the tears, he opened his mouth to continue but he choked and just completely turned his back on her. he wiped his tears away quickly and cleared his throat. a humorless laugh came out from him, it was sad, “i’ve exchanged my hurt for another form of hurt, yet longing for someone i couldn’t really have. i was never really even crimson’s first choice.” he laughed again. it’s not about crimson. “but when was i ever?” he clenched his hands into fists, digging his fingers into his palms. “i’ve been drowning in loneliness and i did it, i gave in because that’s probably the only time i’ll ever be with somebody, momentarily adored even if it’s a sin.” he finally turned around to look at lia, “she was there, and i fell for her. she makes it hurt less.” he gave lia the saddest smile, tears finally spilling again, “she filled in the hollow you left with things i didn’t expect would thaw my heart, ophelia.”

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BILLIE.

“ Is it really though ? ” She questioned, the disbelief evident in her tone. She clearly didn’t feel comfortable being a part of this mess with everyone just making mistakes and just creating unnecessary drama. It was hard for someone like her who liked to stay factual, not romanticizing anything really. “I honestly don’t get how you can still live on being friends with her after all of it, let alone sleeping in the same bed,” she mused, just being able to imagine how that’d rip someone apart. “I haven’t talked to red about it yet but I don’t get it from her side either. I honestly don’t get any of you guys,” she sighed, tapping her fingers against the surface of the desk. Solving a 5 chapter murder mystery was easier than this. She scrunched up her face in thought, shaking her head a bit. “I doubt they’ll last much longer anyway,” she pointed out in all honesty because as far as she was aware, cheating eventually destroyed every relationship.

“ Would you still do it ? ” She lowered her chin again to gaze at him, wanting to see if he was lying. There clearly was no fixing this because even if Crimson and Abel broke up, there would still be underlying guilt which could last a lifetime. He hated Abel, of course he didn’t regret it but it was still wrong morally which she hoped he’d be aware of. She was glad she didn’t have a part in it but seeing all your friends be involved in drama and trying to be there for them at the same time when everyone else had different opinions aggravated her too. “ What did she say ? ” She pried a little, unsure if the feelings were mutual or if Crimson just slipped, twice. “I really don’t want to judge you, Finn. I’m just bummed that you keep getting into bullshit like that.” It was kind of heartfelt in comparison to her usual responses. She inhaled deeply, jumping off the desk as arms crossed over one another. “The last thing you need is to cower in your bed for longer. When’s the last time you showered ? ”

SOME PEOPLE WERE so damn good at making decisions, unfortunately finn isn’t some people. obviously the prime example for that is how he’s gotten in this whole chaos. he was even getting frustrated over it, how much more billie? the only thing he couldn’t comprehend is her patience. finn’s gotten a lot of bullshit going on through out the duration he and billie are friends. he really had no idea how she’s done it, how she’s not sick of him. 

it just made him feel guilty, how he’s been such a burden. so he just cowered under his comforter and closed his eyes so he won’t have to look at billie’s face. “i showered last night. i’m not that worst yet.” he sighed. “i just need to sleep, b. i’ll be fine—” he knew she knew he won’t stop sleeping and staying in bed unless someone drags him out, but he really just needed it that moment. he needed to be alone. “i’m just so exhausted repeating shit over and over again. same questions, same answers. i want to be alone right now”

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CRIMSON.

crimson would be the first to admit that barbie had gotten her way during that fight, perhaps it was due to crimson being completely surprised at the turn of events or maybe because the brunette had no idea how to actually fight someone else. either way, she came out of that fight with a bloody nose which was an easy fix however the scratches that were left on her arms and neck had a different story. “i know i saw it. i’m just glad i wasn’t wearing it around barbie,” she smirked, her hand playing with the gold necklace that she currently wore around her neck. 

once again her gaze was fixated on the tv in front of them, her hazel hues watching heath ledger woo julia stiles, a thing she most definitely could relate to. eyes squinting in annoyance, crimson let out a groan and shook her head as she tightened her grip around him, refusing to let him move. “i don’t want to see anything. if it’s another gift then i’m not gonna accept it because the necklace was enough for me. more than enough. wait for my birthday to give me whatever you want.” the annoyed expression was soon met with a smirk when she realized she may have gotten her way. “my birthday’s november 1st so you’ll be waiting a long time.”

HE STAYED SILENT for a moment and as he did he shifted his eyes to the television screen. he memorized every line of this movie, if not most of it, after all it was his favorite. the confession about how it was his favorite movie lead them to watch it. a small smile come across finn’s face, she was so silly, it was so goddamn cute and finn just wanted to bite her in delight. “i do know when your birthday is, yes.” he rolled his eyes and planted a kiss on top of her head. “but this can’t wait.”

despite not wanting to, finn detached himself from crimson and walked his way towards his study table. “i hope this makes you change your mind about leaving and not staying the night.” he then made his way back and placed himself beside her once again. he flipped the sketchpad back to the last page he used, and it revealed a sketch finn made of crimson. only a few people knew finn sketches. it was a talent he didn’t know what to make out of. 

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CRIMSON.

ten things i hate about you played on finn’s tv as the two laid cuddled up in his bed together, blankets on top of blankets swarming their bodies as they often diverted their attention from the movie to laugh at whatever milk was doing or even just to talk to one another. it would be an understatement to say that crimson had an eventful day, from taking her tests she’d been studying for to fighting with finn’s ex’s, both literally and figuratively, it had drained her completely. cuddling with him for the past three hours and doing absolutely nothing was the highlight of her entire night, the fights and insults a distant memory now.

cuddled into his large stature with the multiple blankets up to her neck, she looked up at him with her head resting on his chest, a mischievous smile placed upon her lips. “baby, i have a confession. i googled how much the necklace you got me was and i can’t believe you’d spend that much on me,” she shook her head with a laugh, completely shocked that he’d gone out of his way to buy her something that expensive. “i facetimed my mom the other day and she couldn’t believe it either. then she told me to marry you and i literally screamed. my mom’s a freak.”

A LOT HAS happened the past few weeks, a domino of dynamites exploding after one another on finn’s face, it was overwhelming that it left him speechless and it was the kind of lash he’d least expect from anyone at all; the slut shaming, the disappointment—he expected those and those they got. his exes fighting crimson was uncalled for. it’s so insane that it gotten to the extent which one of them physically hurt her. he was so upset and guilty. but he tried to ignore the feeling since he knew all crimson wanted was a night where it was just about them, nobody else. 

having her pressed against his chest, finn had his arm wrapped over crimson protectively the majority of the time they laid there and his other hand stroking her hair, trailing his fingertips along the scratches she’s gotten on her skin. when she started talking again, he looked at her and smiled, held her chin softly. “it’s nothing really.” he laughed. “have you seen what’s been engraved behind the pendant?” he then moved his way closer to her and nuzzled her nose “you definitely got that from her though,” he teased and kissed her temple. “i have to show you something, but i don’t want to move away from you so that’s kind of a problem.”

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RIVER.

River saw the way Finn scratched at himself, and grew concerned. “Finn, you realize that by getting upset, you’re giving in to exactly what they want, right? To get a rise out of you. “Crimson doesn’t need a white knight. Admittedly, I don’t know the full details of everything that happened, so I can’t really weigh in unless you fill me in, but regardless of that, you need to keep your head, man,” he said, looking at the other as he walked back.

“Alright. We’re gonna get the hell out of here, but I need you to center yourself, okay? Just… focus on the sound of my voice, take a deep breath, hold it and count backwards from ten. Here, sit with me for just like… one minute. I’m gonna clean you up and then we’ll get the fuck out of here,” he said calmly, motioning for them to sit on the bench in front of the lockers. Someone began to pass by, but caught River’s eye as he tilted his head for them to beat it. The guy turned and headed back in the direction from which he’d come. “It’s gonna be alright, man. Just look at me, okay?” He was no stranger to panic attacks, and it wasn’t the first time he’d talked someone through it.

ALL THE THINGS that river just said swirled in finn’s head in a fast motion even if they were conveyed to him in such a normal speed, which he could comprehend (if only his head space was in the right place). but none of them made sense to him. just flurry of words entering his left ear and coming out of the right one. words filled with meaning that just came in empty for him. finn never really gotten anyone to do this for him. calm him down. reassure him. it was always himself who went through such tangents alone. everything’s a blur and then he would wake up feeling like a zombie, an empty shell, exhausted from an emotional ride that anxiety drove.

this time, as per usual, he could not feel his body moving. but there he was, already seated across river. the words registered to finn a tad bit late. he resurfaced from the sea of thoughts that drowned him, fought back, reaching out, threading through it. and then he slowly could breathe again. winded, but he kept his blue eyes locked with river’s. “i trust you...” finn whispered, and closed his eyes. he clutched river’s shoulder and started muttering a poem, it was a poem that always helped him through an attack. “it was a many and many a year ago, in a kingdom by the sea, that a maiden there lived whom you may know by the name of annabel lee...” he recited, eyes getting out of his daze, as he let river mend his beaten face. he then continued “and this maiden she lived with no other thought than to love and be loved by me—” he blinked, the calm didn’t fully settled in him yet, but it was there hovering above him. “the poem, it helps.” he explained himself.