Face In Me | self
Finn had always been relatively active when it came to the rivalry, he didn’t like the Fleming kids and he wasn’t afraid to show his displeasure with the way they acted, but he had never done anything like this. Vandalism was something serious, and he knew is they got caught he would be in serious trouble, not only with the cops, but also with his mother. But the older woman was also part of the reason he was there. He had heard the stories of how the Fleming girls used to bully her, all because of that asshole, his father.
And as he thought about the man who had left his mother to raise him alone while he lived a perfect life with his precious family, his anger just boiled. He knew what room he was going to go first. He had one fist closed as he approached the school he had hated for almost eighteen years now, and in his other hand a baseball bat. They were here to cause destruction, right? He knew he wouldn’t be the only one there; this was a little school project, much more fun than any other. And as he got inside the imposing building he smiled seeing that some of the dorms had already been destroyed. He just hoped the one he wanted was still waiting for him.
The boy stuck his head inside a few doors, until he finally found it. Rhys Knox’s room. The boy who had everything he should have, and just love it to shove it in his face. Well, not tonight. He started with the TV and the computer, hitting each as hard as he could. Letting every ounce of anger spill through his actions. Finn took special attention to the picture frame next to the computer, a family picture. The boy broke the frame, shards of glasses flying, before ripping the picture in little pieces. He went through draws and closet doors, and nothing was left in place.
He didn’t know how long he stayed there, it had probably been a lot less than it felt like, but as he stood by the door and watched the destruction he had cause he felt lighter. This had been for him, for his friends, for his mother. But he wasn’t done; there were a lot more rooms that were just asking for the same treatment, and now that he was finished with his first, all he wanted was to do it again.
