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Chapter 25:

They got home and the four Bartons went inside. James told Finn that Emma would be round later and that Victoria might join them. However then came the part Finn dreaded. "Do you want something to eat, Finn?"

Finn paused, he didn't know what to say. Was he supposed to say yes? Or was he supposed to say no? Either way he'd get a reaction from his family. "Erm, I don't know", Finn replied. Is this how it was going to be for the rest of his life?

Pete and Ross watched on patiently, both hoping that Finn would say yes to prove that there was nothing wrong with him. It hadn't quite sunk in, the news about Finn, for both brothers. They were shocked more than anything; they couldn't believe how out of control things had got.

For Pete, it was the last thing he expected. It was like he didn't know Finn anymore, his little brother, the happy, sensible and funny one was now just miserable. He was going to help Finn in any way he could, of course he was, it was just whether Finn wanted his help.

Ross didn't really know what was going on. He knew that Finn had some sort problem, but an eating disorder wasn't that only something that a girl got? He didn't want Finn to get ill, even if he already was, Ross was just worried that they wouldn't get the old Finn back. He'd missed out on parts of Finn's life when he disappeared, but for Ross it's times that this that made him miss them even more.

"Erm I'm not actually that hungry so I'm just gonna go up to my room", Finn said before turning round and quickly making his way up the stairs. Ross and Pete both sighed, and sat down on the sofa. Both of them now knew that Finn had some sort of problem, now all they had to do was get him to accept that.

Finn made it to his room and lay down on his bed. He sighed, his life was a mess. They were constantly asking him if he wanted something to eat and checking on him; it was starting to annoy him. He didn't deserve to eat, not after what he had done to Val. Eric was right and every time he thought he was getting somewhere, the hurtful words that Eric had said circled his brain. Why couldn't his family just understand?

"So what now?" Ross asked. "What do you mean?" Pete asked, trying to workout what he brother was getting at. "What's going to happen to Finn?" Ross elaborated. Pete shrugged his shoulders and both brothers looked to their dad. "I don't know", James replied rubbing his hands over his face. "Maybe we should talk to him", Pete suggested.

"I think you both should, but go up to his room one at a time", James said, hoping that at least one of them could get through to Finn. James was at a loss, he didn't know how he was supposed to support him. It wasn't like he didn't want to support him, of course he did Finn was his son, his youngest son. "I guess I'll go first", Pete said standing up and making his way upstairs.

Pete knocked on his little brother's door, feeling slightly nervous. He didn't get a response so taking a deep breath he walked in. "Alright?" Pete asked trying to break the ice between him and Finn. He sat down on the end of the bed, and looked at Finn who was lying on the bed, staring into space.

"How you feeling?" Finn shrugged his shoulders, "fine." Pete knew Finn was lying, he obviously wasn't fine, not after what he'd been. "You don't have to lie to me mate", Pete said trying to get Finn to open up. "I'm not lying" Finn said bluntly. He couldn't be bothered to talk to Pete, he didn't want to and in his eyes he didn't need to.

"We're just trying to help you; understand what's going on in here", Pete said pointing to his head. "There's nothing going on in there", Finn said starting to become annoyed with his older brother. Yes okay, Pete was his big brother but he was far to protective. "I think you and me both know there is", Pete said, desperate to get through to Finn.

Pete sighed, he knew he wasn't getting anywhere so he decided to leave Finn to his thoughts. He didn't know what he was supposed to say and do, he felt helpless. Helpless because his little brother, the best of them, was throwing his life away day by day.

"How was he?" Ross asked Pete as he came back downstairs. He wanted to know as it was his turn next and he wanted to know how he was. "Not good, he would barely talk to me." James sighed, he just hoped Ross could talk to him. "Go on then Ross, work your magic." Ross stood up patting his brother on the shoulder as he walked out.

"Finn", Ross said as he knocked on the door of his little brother's room. Ross didn't get an answer but he walked in anyways. He saw Finn lying on the bed and he sat down in the same place as where Pete sat. "How you feeling?" Ross asked feeling slightly awkward. "You know Pete just asked me the same question" Finn said sarcastically. Ross smiled, that was his little brother talking. "Alright, Mr sarcastic."

"Look Finn we're worried about ya and we don't want to be", Ross said starting to feel at ease. "Then don't be", Finn said thinking that was the obvious answer. "But we are and we want to help you get over whatever it is you're suffering from." Finn rolled his eyes, "I'm now suffering from anything." Ross knew he wasn't getting anywhere so like Pete he decided to give Finn a rest. "I'm gonna go back downstairs, if you want anything to eat or drink just come down."

Ross made it downstairs and flopped down on the sofa. What were they gonna do? "How was he?" James asked. "He'd seemed the same as when Pete described him", Ross said. Pete came in and sat down, he too didn't have a clue what they were going to do next. However what all the Bartons knew, was they were going to help Finn, no matter what.

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