Ok so I worked hard on his freckles so **** it if the pose and art look like shit- Your OC adopted this Irish boy, Finn, they found on their front porch. He was a baby in a basket and a letter told your OC to raise him with Irish being his first language. So your OC did that. The boy grew up and he became an intelligent and smart boy. He always seemed to smile and he was really positive. Over the past week your OC has noticed his happiness to slowly fade or become fake. Your OC just thought that it was just thought he was overworking himself with school. One day he came home, beat up with hickies and a broken arm. Wwyd?? You have the choice of using the character who has done this to him if you wish. I do not mind! You can use any character just make sure to ask me of you can use one that relates to him in a specific way! ^^

(You dont gotta ask! And its not really a group rp so you can just start your own rp here

(Which last part? The last part of the scenario or the lower part that doesn't explain the situation?

(Oh well I want to make sure others enjoy the rp so that means if they want to add any characters or plot twists that have to have my OC in it then I would like to go along with it but I need them to ask me first. Heres an example. Lets say you want Finn to have a close friend. Just ask me and I will either say "Yes Finn can know them!" or "No he doesnt have friends." I hope that explains it better.

(Yeah no problem! Looks down, avoiding eye contact. "B-Baseball g-got a little too r-rough... thats a-all.... Im fine...."

Hesitates before he spoke, shaking and struggling to stay standing. "N-No o-one...."

Didn't move, resting his head on her shoulder. He said nothing. Staying silent.

It took a while before he spoke again. "Im f-fine..."

He took a shaky breath. "I... I d-dont w-wanna talk about it r-r-right now..."

Goes silent again before he spoke. "W-Will.... t-t-the d-doctors.... be able to f-fix my a-a-arm....?"

"W-Will it h-hurt...?"

He felt a little uncertain of that but he stayed quiet.

"A m-m-movie...?"

He closes his eyes. "A m-movie is f-fine mom..."

Looks around a little, feeling a bit shy so he hid his face in her shoulder.

He nods. "Y-Yeah..."

Nods again.

Doesn't look at anyone, avoiding any eye contact.

(Up to you Stays silent.

(Sure Doctor looks over at her. "Oh whats wrong??"

Looks at the doctor slightly. "Oh dear. Follow me ma'am." The doctor walks down the hall.

(ok gn! Opens a door for her. "Wait in here please."

Looks around the room. "We will be with you in a moment." Closes the door behind them.

(No

((Ok Finn takes a shaky breath, wiping the tears off his face and holds his broken arm close before going to where he was called, hiding hi neck the best he could. "Y... Y-Yes..?"

Looks down and at his arm. "Y-Yeah um.... b-b-baseball got a l-little intense.... Im f-fine though.... my a-a-arm is fine...." He was shaking and his voice was weak.

He hesitates before he spoke. "N-N-Nothing... it was j-just b-baseball..."

Bites his lower lip, trying not to cry again. "I-Its n-no one...! Im f-f-fine...!!" He sniffs, shaking more.

He stays silent for a bit before speaking. "C-Can w-we talk... l-later...?"

Lets her hug him.

He nods and began to walk to the bathroom.

"C-Can.... I g-get my a-a-arm fixed f-first...?"

He leans against the window and kept his eyes outside, staying silent.

((Its fine lol

((Okay Doesn't respond, watching the buildings and cars go by.

It took a moment before he said something. "S-Sorry..."

Shakes his head no. "You guys arent doing anything wrong... you guys are perfect...."

He hesitates then lets out a sigh. "I.... Im being.... b-bullied.... I dont have a-any friends and... p-people make fun of me c-c-cause.... Im d-different.... and t-today this h-h-highschooler h-he...." His voice became shaky, tears forming in his eyes but his bangs hid his green eyes.

Looks over at her, his hand shaking. "T-Thats w-what he wanted me to d-d-do.... he t-t-tried forcing me t-t-to.... u-um.... s-s-s-stuff..... then when I t-t-tried to fight back he.... b-broke my a-a-arm and told me.... n-not to tell a-a-anyone or he will f-f-find me and.... a-and..." He started to cry, tears falling down his face. "t-t-take me a-a-away...."

"I d-d-dont know his n-n-name and he t-tried... f-f-forcing me to..." He sniffs, burring his face in her shoulder. It was hard for him to speak. "He t-tried to m-m-make me.... f-f-**** with h-him..."

He looked shocked and held onto the side of the seat. "M-M-M-Mom we can d-d-deal with this l-l-l-later...!"

Looked a little scared.

Nods and looks at the wall, staying quiet.

He takes a shaky breath. "W-Will I f-f-feel it...?"

Shakes his head no. "N-Not r-really...."

Looks over at her. "W-With... without c-crying...?"

"I-I'll try"

Holds her hand and nods. "O-Ok mom..."

Hesitates before taking a deep breath. "Im r-ready.... will I need m-medicine when y-you pop it b-back in the s-s-socket...?"

He nods, feeling a little nervous. "O-Ok..."

Holds onto her hand.

Looks down at his cast. "I... c-cant feel my a-arm..."

He sighs a little in relief.

Walks beside her. "I.... w-wanna go to t-the.... c-craft store..."

He nods and goes over to the art supply isle.

Walks back and holds up a sketchbook and a pack of markers.

He nods.

Shakes his head. "T-Thats all..."

Holds the markers and sketch book close.

He shrugs. "I dont know..."

Looks out the window.

Shakes his head no.

Nods then goes up to his room, closing the door behind him.

Sits on his bed and takes out one marker from the pack

(Mhm!

(Ok!

Lowers his head. "B-Baseball g-got a little t-tricky... Im f-fine t-though..."

Yelps in pain. "O-Ow!"

He bites his lip, shaking a little.

Looks up at Gold and nods, staying silent.

Hesitates before getting on her/his back.

(Ok Holds on with his good arm.

Looks at her. "I c-couldve w-walked with you m-mom..."

Looks up at her. "You... ok m-mom..?"

He yelps and goes to her side. "M-Moma!!"

Fell asleep at her side, his broken arm dangling at his side.

Still asleep, his hand was holding hers and there were tear streaks on his face.

Squirms a little, feeling warm and secure.

A doctor came into the room. "Hello miss. How are you feeling right now?"

"I know. We tried to help him but he refused to move."

(Its fine "Ma'am?"

"Please sit back down its gonna be ok."

"Thank you. Now we wanted to wait until you wake up to ask. Your son, is he here for medical attention as well?"

Nods and goes over to him, gently lifting him.

"Are you alright ma'am?"

Finn groans a little.

"Ma'am we can easily help heal you." Motions and nurses and another doctor walk in.

He sighs. "Alright then." Motions and the nurses and the other doctor comes over. "You may stay if you want. We are just gonna fix his arm."

They were finished with Finn. Finn was out cold on the bed.

Looks over at Gold. "Your son will be fine. He has to wear a cast for 4 weeks though."

"Do you need anything else ma'am?"

"Then you may leave with your son. If there are any more problems, please return."

He was still knocked out, his arm in a cast.

-a few hours later- Finn was sitting up in his bed, looking at his cast.

Looks at her and kisses her head. "Night mom...."

Lays back and looks up at his ceiling.

Looks over at her. "Hm...?"

He panics a little.

Grabs bandages and quickly wraps her wounds. "M-Mom!!"

He looks back with a very worried expression. "M-mom y-y-y-you ok..?"

"W-What happened?"

He hugs her gently. "You s-scare me m-mom"

"Is y-your arm ok?"

Crosses his legs. "Y-You sure?"

Hesitates before quietly following her to make sure she was ok.

Looks through the crack and his eyes widen.

Quickly moves out of the way and runs to his room, tears forming in his eyes.

Looks up at her before looking away, shaking a little.

Scooches away from her, facing the wall as he continues to shake.

"W-Why... d-d-d-didnt you t-tell me...?"

He buries his face in his arms. "Y-Y-Youre h-hurt..."

He muffles a sob. "you s-s-said y-you were f-fine..."

"W-W-Who h-hurt you m-mom...?"

Doesn't look at her, keeping his head on his arms.

His crying was muffled in his arms.

Cries more, holding himself.

He falls onto his side and hugs the pillow close to him, crying in it.

He heard a clang and slips off his bed, wiping his eyes. He walks out of his room. "M....Mom...?"

Walks downstairs, looking for her. "Mom....?"

Continues to search for her, panicking. "M-Mom?! Mom!!"

"Mom!!" Sees her and runs over. "MOM!!!"

"M-M-Mom...? W-W...What do y-you mean....?" He steps back a little.

His eyes go wide and tears began to roll off his cheeks. "W....W...Wh...what...?"

Shakes his head, shaking a little. "N-No...!!"

He cries and runs up to his room again.

Cries and trembles as he hid in his closet.

Was blacked out.

Sleeps on the bed.

-time skip-

He woke up and packs his backpack, walking down the stairs to the kitchen.

Grabs a apple and walks out of the couch, adjusting the backpack strap on his shoulder.

Waits at the bus stop.

Eats the apple as he waited, ignoring the other kids at the stop.

Some of the boys push him and tease him before they got on the bus.

He looks down and got on the bus last, sitting in a empty seat.

Leans his head against the window, closing his eyes as he tried to hold back tears.

Goes to school.

In classroom, working.

When class was over, he went out in the courtyard to eat lunch, sitting on a bench.

He ate his lunch until a few boys came up. One of them knocks his food on the ground and the other pours water on his head.

Gets up and shakes his wet hair. "C-Can you guys n-not..?" The boys snicker and shoves him to the ground, kicking him.

The boys growl. "Whatcha gonna do bout it huh short ass??" Finn curled up on the ground, shielding his head with his arms as he shakes.

"Ug whatever!!!" The boys run off.

Looks up at her. He had tears in his eyes and a bruised lip. Nods and takes her hand, getting up shakily.

"I-I-I'm Finn."

"T-Thanks..." He looks down.

Winces a little and was a little startled.

"I-Its fine"

He smiles a little. "Sure! Follow m-me!" He began to walk.

Goes inside the school. "W-Whered you come from?"

"Nice!"

Opens the door for her.

He nods.

"Ok well I will s-see you later?"

Waves before he walks out.

Goes to his classroom.

Writes down notes.

He ignored the people teasing him.

Looks over at her. The kids look at her.

"Alex its fine. Just ignore them."

Looks at the board and continues to write down notes.

Focuses on his work.

Looks over at her and taps her arm with his pencil.

Whispers to her. "You o-ok?"

He nods then goes back to his notes.

When the bell rang, he packs his bag and walks out.

Walks to his next class.

Does his work.

Looks back at her.

He looks off to the side, avoiding eye contact. "N-No o-one... I j-just got hurt p-playing b-ball mum..." He was shaking, wiping off his tears with his arm before going back to holding his broken one.

He rests his head on her shoulder, not moving at all. He stayed silent and did not say a word.

He nods. "Y-Yeah mom...."

He nods again. "M-M-Mom....?"

"M-M-My.... my a-arm.... w-w-will the d-doctors be a-a-able to fix it....?" His voice sounded a little scared.

He nods. "Y-Yeah I w-will mom."

Nods and he takes off his clothes, sliding into the bath.

Washed his bruised body, washing off blood and making sure not to make his arm worse.

"Y-Yeah mom..."

"Ok...." Gets out and dries himself with a towel, wrapping it around himself.

"Y-Yeah mom" Made sure he was all covered up in his towel.

He nods and grabs his underwear, putting that on first before putting on his shorts.

Held his arm up, after putting his healthy arm in, he lifted his broken arm and slid it through the sleeve.

Follows after her.

"Thanks m-mom..." He hops in the front.

He looks down at his lap. "Um.... Ive b-been bullied.... t-thats were I g-got the bruise on my f-face.... t-t-the rest is f-f-from... u-um..." He started to shake again, his voice got a little quieter.

"Y-You s-should know.... j-j-just make sure n-not to get angry and.... f-focus on d-d-d-driving..."

Hesitates before speaking. "A... h-h-highschool boy.... t-t-tried to r-rape me.... b-b-but I t-tried to get him to s-stop.... he beat me and b-b-b-broke my arm.... he t-t-told me if I.... I-I told a-anyone... h-h-hed...." Tears started to fall off his face and his voice was shaky. "Hed t-t-take me a-away..."

He shakes his head. "N-No... but he h-h-has blonde h-hair and b-brown eyes.... and a mole o-on the side of his f-f-face... if that h-helps..."

"T-Thanks mom.... and d-do y-you... think.... he w-will t-take me a-away...?"

He felt a little better. "Ok m-moma."

"Thanks" He hops out of the car.

He stayed silent, looking at the wall as she does so.

His eyes look off to the side. "B-Baseball..."

He gulps a little, his arms shaking. "I-I-I..."

"I.... c-c-can I t... tell you l-later...?" He was on the verge of tears, trying to fight it back.

Hugs her back. "I l-love y-you too mom..." His body was trembling.

Rests his head on her shoulder, falling silent.

"I w-wanna watch s-something with y-you..."

He shrugs, leaning against her.

He nods. "Ok..."

Looks at the television, scratching at his neck.

Stays silent, leaning against her. He ignored the pain and just wanted to be close to his mom.

Watches the movie, not moving.

Looks over at her and slowly slips away from her, laying her on the couch. He kisses her forehead before walking upstairs to get a blanket.

Grabs a blanket and walks back, draping it over her.

Pets her head. "Sleep w-well mama..."

Hands her a pillow, stepping back a little.

Winces a little and just stays still, sighing. "Ok mom.... we can cuddle...."

Sits up and kisses her cheek. "love you mom...." He then goes up to his room, shaking a little.

Once he got to his room he collapsed on his bed, hugging his pillow and couldn't hold it in anymore. He began to cry.

He was shaking, tears falling off his face. He couldn't hold it back anymore. He tried so hard.

Buries his face in his pillow. He didn't like what happened to him. He wanted to tell his mom but he didn't want to burst down into tears while he tried to speak. His chest ached and his eyes burned.