(Finney Blake x Male Reader)

The River

The Summer sun bled through the white curtains waking [NAME]. The boys eyes slowly opened to smell the scent of cinnamon.

[NAME] slowly sat up in his bed ruffling his hair. He then got up and started to trudge down the stairs hearing the morning cartons playing.

"Morning sweet heart! I made you some cinnamon rolls." Grandma said while placing a plate filled with frosted cinnamon rolls

"Also it's really nice you should go outside ride your bike." Grandma said while grabbing a cinnamon roll and taking a bite out of it

"I will I promise."[NAME] said as he took a cinnamon roll and sitting close to the tv to watch the cartoons.

After he had finished the roll I walked up back to his room and opened his dresser. Looking at the possibilities he chose a light shirt and some shorts.

As he walked down the stairs he walked to the sofa to give his grandmother a kiss goodbye before setting sail to the outside world

He hopped on his bike that he got last year. It still fit him "I haven't really grown have it?" [NAME] said as he started to petal

The early summer wind flew through his hair. The sound of the paper boy throwing early morning papers.

This was the sound that [NAME] missed..the sound of summer.

After 15 minutes of petaling he heard something "Please...pleas stop I swear I didn't mean it!" A cracked voice yelled

It was far down into the sewer. He parked his bike near the dip and slowly slid down. He tripped a bit towards the end and fell to his knees.

The friction causing a scratch making his knee bleed profusely. The cries got louder and louder farther he got. That's when he saw it.

The scene of a boy with blond hair beating up a kid that [NAME] couldn't quite make out. But then it hit him, he knew the kid..it was Vance his old bully in elementary school.

"Well...ain't this a sight to see" [NAME] said making himself known

Vance then turned to show the kid he was hitting. His face was covered in blood and you could see Vance had a knife.

"Wait...[NAME] what the fuck are you doing here?" Vance said dropping the kid lower

"Well you know...just visiting...sees that you never changed." [NAME] said hiding his fear with the face of confidence

"What the fuck does that mean?" Vance said while placing the kid fully to the ground and walking over to [NAME]

"I mean look at you little Vance never knew how to grow up." [NAME] said making Vance get closer

"Now who the fuck do you think you are talking to you little shit." Vance said putting his fists into a ball

"I'm just saying you didn't fucking grow up. What you your mother-" [NAME] didn't get to finish his sentence as Vance's fist collided with his face

[NAME] now resides on the wet cement. "Don't ever fucking talk about my mom again dumb shit." Vance said before walking away

[NAME]s head throbbed. As he placed a hand on it and removed it he noticed it was bleeding. "Great.." [NAME] said as he looked up to the kids face that looks beaten in

"Holy shit." [NAME] said as he crawled over to the boy who looks semi conscious. "Listen..hey buddy I need you to stay awake." [NAME] said while supporting the other boys head with his hand

The boy did not speak but he tried to make signs that he was awake. Like moving his head or moving his eyes open and closed

[NAME] placed the other boy on the edge of his bike making sure that he didn't slip off. After the excruciating long bike ride home he finally made it.

He dragged the boy inside with him balancing on his shoulder. "Oh good god what did you do?" Grandma said sitting up from the couch looking at what her grand baby had just brought in

"It's fine grandma no one fought I'm helping him." [NAME] said holding onto the mystery boys arm

He seemed so weak and fragile at the moment but he had no energy. [NAME] carried the boy up to the upstairs bathroom. It had the first aid kit and began to patch him up

As he was about to clean him up he noticed how dirty he was. After thinking about it for a while he slowly started to strip the other boys clothes

Making sure to never look down from the boys closed eyes

After washing his hair and body he dried him off before putting bandaids on his cuts. [NAME] then carried him to his room over and laid him down to rest comfortably

Now [NAME] had to clean himself up before going downstairs to his grandma angry but also worried

"Are you okay?"

"Yes I'm fine"

"Good. Now I don't want you to do another dumb thing again because if your mother find out I'm dead and I'm taking you with me." Grandma said in almost a funny tone

"Yes ma'am" [NAME] said while walking back upstairs and sitting on the edge of his bed. He head throbbed

He laid his head down close to the other boy. He looked better without dirt in his face.

Before I knew it sleep took over me once again and I found myself in a dreamless slumber