the beginning of the end | fillie

seven

CHAPTER SEVEN
• I WANNA SUCK DICK •

waking up and knowing you're dying soon feels weird. the first thought is to get your body count up even more and maybe even kill someone.

but it gets boring.

so now millie knows she's dying and she doesn't know how. waking up, all she thinks about is her death.

it gets even more stressful by the day.

so as she stands outside the snotty school of hawkins, she can't help but wonder if her death had something to do with him.

he's currently locked up though. he couldn't reach her anyways.

sighing, she looks down to her heels, there wasn't much to do around here anyways. maybe she should travel the world?

fuck, knowing you're dying is fucking dumb and anxiety triggering as hell.

she scoffs at her own thoughts and looks up once she sees a bunch of kids exiting the school. 

she waits for the person she needs to and then holds her bat out to stop him, "hi richard." she grins.

she watches him slowly turn to her and then his eyes bulge. maybe about what she was wearing considering it was quite revealing or that she was standing right in front of him with a knife in one hand and a bat in another.

now her goal is to get all her favours returned and her debts given back before she was dead. and so far, it's going just fine.

"quit staring at my god given boobs and tell me when i'll get my money." she hits the side of his waist with her bat but made sure not to hit too hard.

"u-uh, soon! i swear, soon!" he nods rapidly.

"rich, are you high?" she laughs, "did you give your money away for more fucking drugs!?"

he shakes his head, "what!? no!"

she sniffs with a smirk, "cocaine. hmm, i don't do cocaine but i guess it's cool." she shrugs, "now. my money."

he stutters out making her groan, "jesus fuck, where is my money!? isn't your name rich? shouldn't you be rich?"

he looks down, "i have half the money but it's for my lunch."

"don't care. hand it over."

"no, but please-"

"i said; HAND IT OVER! or do you want me to slice your head off and then cut open your skull?" she threatens as he nods slowly.

she kicks his legs, making him drop to his knees. she grins, "much better."

he slowly takes out the money and then hands it to her, "i need the rest by tomorrow and i'll find you so be prepared to get your ass kicked." she blows a kiss at him before walking away.

"hey!" someone shouts after her as she drags her bat along the concrete floor.

she turns around, "you again?"