FINN.
I stared at the tiny splotch of blood on the floor in horror and when I looked back at her, she looked eerily quiet.
I shouldn't have yelled at her. But damn, this is scary. I felt really terrible.
I walked by her and grabbed her arms gently. "I want you to get cleaned up, I'll get something to wipe the blood off,"
"Can you not tell Tiffany about this, please?" She asked in a small voice. She sounded so timid and so small.
"I won't, Scarlett. Trust me. This is between me and you."
She lowered her head and began to sob and immediately, I pulled her into my arms. "I don't know what's wrong, Finn. This is bad, isn't it?"
"It is, but it isn't something we can not fix. Okay? What I want us to do tonight is forget about this bullshit. I'll clean this place up. You go get cleaned u
