sixteen

                                    

                                          
robins pov :
"finney?" i repeat, walking over to him. he was holding onto the rim of the sink, his legs were shaking and his head facing down towards the ground.
"why are you still here? school ended like an hour ago?" i asked confused and he didn't respond verbally just with a very shaky breath. finney turned his head.
"what the fuck?" was all that left my mouth.
finneys face was covered in cuts, scraps bruises and other bruises yet to form his hair was also a mess. 
"uhm.. i didn't think you were still here." finney speaks his eyes met mine but it wasn't normal, his eyes were filled with agony. "hey, sit down." i tell him softly and he lets his legs go, he still holds onto the sink incase he fell. 
i got my bag off my back and sat down with finney, unzipping it and rummaging through it looking for anything i can do to help him. "where's your bag, finn? you said when you patched me up you always kept bandages and stuff just incase." i asked, knowing there's nothing in my bag to help atleast. 
finney simply noticed at the corner next to the door, i quickly got up and grabbed the bag by its strap, being it back over to where finneys sat and putting it down beside him. i sit back down and pull the bag over to me. unzipping it and finding it at the top of his bag. it was small box, i open it and placed it on the floor. i put his bag ti the side.
i look over what's in the box and decide pick up an alcohol wipe. 
"it's going to sting okay?" i let him know instead of just getting on with it and he nods. 
"what happened to you?" i ask, annoyed at myself for not running out of detention. "uhm," he clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, "i think he was just angry and wanted to take it out on someone and chose me? i don't know." he told me, not sounding too sure. "who?" i ask as i clean the scrape on his chin. "moose." 
"fucking moose." i whispered under my breath, keeping a mental note of moose's name for tomorrow. 
"why are you still here?" he speaks up, asking a question. "i had a detention for being late to school which is ironic because i got up early." i explained which made him laugh. "don't laugh, detention was actually good it was just me and my favourite teacher so i just spoke to him about.. things." i realised i was rambling on and on and paused before i said something i shouldn't.
"you don't have to help me, you can go home i'll be okay." he gave a smile and i shook my head, "no, i wanna help you and you helped me last week so consider this a thank you." i told him as he winced and i whisper a sorry.
finney didn't speak, he was thinking about something. "what's up?" i ask as his eyes look over to meet him. "i was just thinking, funny how one of the strongest people in school is sitting on the bathroom floor and helping me." he explained his thoughts. "well, i wouldn't do this for anyone else honestly." i shrug.
"robin arellano has a soft spot for me huh?" he says and i nod, "only for you."
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a/n
hi guys im so so so sorry for not updating in weeks i was really busy with school then now i've broken my wrist or something im not sure i know this is short but its something i suppose, i apologise for leaving everyone on a cliffhanger for so long and that this isn't a long chapter