𝐋𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐄//𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

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Y/N stared at the boy who was currently sobbing in his room.

His hair cascaded down his almost seemingly porcelain face with freckles scattered all over his cheeks.

His body began to shake violently from how much pain he was feeling.

She turned her head when she heard banging from the door.

Finn's worried mother's voice managed to creep under the door and into his room.

Finn's head shot up and Y/N's heart broke then and there.

His cheeks were puffy red, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Like the types of eyes you would only see on a drug addicts face.

His cheeks were tear stained.

Y/N walked towards Finn and kneeled down carefully.

She gently placed her pale white hand on his cheek.

But instead of her hand staying on his cheek it went though his cheek.

She cried that day.

Because she realized that she was now dead and could no longer hug Finn.

And what hurt her most is that he would never be able to physically see her again.
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Why is this so dark ?☠️