"This is the exact definition of child abuse." Robin said in an annoyed tone

"As someone who was abused as a child, this is a lot worse" I said as if it was normal

"WHAT!?" Vance, Bruce, Robin, and Billy all yelled and stopped walking (Did he already say that?-)

"What?-" I muttered confused

"YOU WERE ABUSED?" Bruce said

"Yeahhh- Just keep walking, we can have story times later-" I replied and shoved my face into Vance's shoulder

It felt like we were walking forever, though we barely spoke

"Jesus Christ, Finney. Why tf are you burning up? I feel like i'm holding the goddamn sun." Vance spoke up

"He's refusing to take off my damn hoodie because he decided not to wear anything under it" Robin stated and rolled his eyes

"HEY! WHY WOULD I WEAR A SHIRT AND HOODIE WHENEVER IT'S NOT NECESSARY?!?" I angrily yelled at him

"Hijo de puta" Robin rolled his eyes and looked away

"¡Perra! ¡¡Sabes que me amas!!" I said in a louder tone but not yelling, causing Robin to jerk his head towards me
[Bitch! You know you love me!!]

"¿¡Y cómo ibas a saber eso!?" Robin yelled back
[And how tf would you know that?!?]

"¡Porque literalmente dijiste que te gustaba anoche!" I yelled
[Because you literally said you liked me last fucking night!]

"Thats not what I said!" Robin yelled, literally switching languages

"Yes tf it was!" I yelled back

"Whatever" Robin said and rolled his eyes

"We all know you both like each other, it ain't that hard to see" Billy said as Robin looked away again

I then laid my head down on Vance's shoulder again, looking down and scrunching my nose

We just kept walking, it was quiet for about 30 seconds

"Sooooooooo, you and Robin like, together yet?" Vance asked

Both me and Robin stayed silent, not moving a muscle

"No.." I said blankly, not really showing any emotion and hardly moving

"'nO' but you should be." Bruce said, mocking me with the 'no'

Me and Robin both stayed silent

"Hehe, Arellano" Vance said, probably pointing out the hoodie

"We gotta make sure he doesn't get lost" Robin said and shrugged, causing a few people to laugh

"Don't worry, i’ll be stealing a hoodie from everyone her except Grffin" I said and smiled

"HEH?" Vance yelled, I just started playing with his hair

We kept walking for fucking ever until we finnaly got to the car

It was a nice car too, though how, when, and where the actual flying fucking fuck did Vance get it? -

It had three rows. Two seats up front and in the middle and three seats in the 3rd row

After everyone got in the car, Vance asked what we were gonna do and everyone said they were hungry so Vance just said we'll go to a restaurant

Vance was driving, Bruce was in the passenger seat, Billy was behind Vance, and me, Robin, and Griffin were in the very back, me being in the middle, and Griffin behind Billy

Griffin then some how found a pen and asked to see my arm

"Why? " I asked

"Because I wanna draw on your arm" Griffin replied

I sorta just hummed in response and lifted my arm to his reach

He immediately took my arm and rolled up my sleeve, revealing all my scars

And with many years of abuse AND the Grabber, I had many scars

Griffin immediately started doodling so I just started playing with my fingers on my available hand but keeping it on my thigh

But then Robin put his hand over mine

I don't know why, he just did

Probably worried about the scars

So I flipped my hand over and with that, he immediately intertwined his fingers with mine very quickly

He didn't really look at me or anything, just kept staring out the window

I was genuinely kinda bored and I didn't really have the ability to grab my phone, so I laid my head down on Robin's shoulder, but making sure to not moving my arm that far from Griffin

Robin adjusted his head so that it was more comfortable and tilted his head back on the seat

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IT'S 3:57 IN THE MORNING, I CURRENTLY HAVE VANCE HOPPER AS MY KEYBOARD BACKGROUND THING, I'M HELLA TIRED, AND I FEEL HIGH ON SOMETHING

SOOOOOOOOO

GOODNIGHT- 💤

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