Nightmares and Fairytales 2

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[Millie's POV]

So we walked into one of Finn's favorite restaurants, which was surprisingly not Hooters. When I saw Sadie and her fiancée I felt jealous.. and underdressed. We walked up to them, I grab Finn's hand in an attempt to somehow make Sadie even the slightest bit jealous. I'm not really sure how. We sit down at the table and my first instinct is to grab the menu, stuffing my face into the appetizers. I look over to Finn and see that, he's not even happy to see my surprise, Sadie, however, is very engorged in Bailey. I kick my foot to the side as harshly as I can. "Hey!" I hear the glamorous redhead shriek for a brief second. Shit. "Oh, sorry, that was an accident.. restless leg.." She rolled her eyes, then looked up into mine. Her eyes resembled sapphires, the kinds that I would buy for millions of dollars. Not that I would buy her.. that wouldn't be legal.. She must have realized we had been staring into each others eyes, because she looked away, whispering into her girlfriend's -no fiancée's- eyes. Bailey was the type to look like a model, not nearly as beautiful as Sadie, but she must have come from wealth or something- wait. "So, Bailey, are you the same Albanese who's the heiress to the world-famous Italian chef?" She looked at me, not even offended or uncomfortable with the question, but with a smile "Yes, that's the one." Her voice was like warm tea with honey. She would be hard to compete with.. Not that this is a competition or anything.. we- we're both getting married. She sighs an almost inaudible sigh, she seems so delicate, like one crack and you could break her. "Are you the Millie who runs that one makeup brand.. uh.. what was it?" She looked up to give the impression that she was thinking. "Florence, Florence by-" "Mills." She interrupts me, realizing her mistake almost instantly. "Oh, sorry.. it was just going to make me feel absolutely terrible if I didn't at least know something about it." She's clever, very good at seeming innocent.

The waitress came to take our order and I couldn't help but notice that Finn was ogling her too. I once again attempted a harsh blow to his shin, but to no avail, as I heard another shriek from Sadie. "Sorry res-" She sighs rather harshly. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Restless leg." I look at her apologetically, deciding best to stay quiet.

[Sadie's POV]

Millie seems like she wants to crawl into a hole and die. She stays quiet until the waitress comes back with our drinks, and a bottle of wine. When the waitress asks everyone if they want any, we all say yes, all except for Millie, who declines very rapidly. I can't help but chuckle to myself. She must be ashamed of herself for what happened last week. "What's so funny?" The brunette asks, a light haze of blush on her face. "Nothing, just wondering how you two got back together after all these years,, well.. the real story, not what everyone hears about on the Tabloids." Her face flashed with something I assumed was guilt. "Oh, it's nothing important." Finn frowns "Not important? Babe, you were crying your eyes out it your apartment, the night you threw that big party for us. Remember? I stepped out onto the terrace and I wanted to make sure you were okay. You said that you just didn't want me to leave and then you kissed me, and then we.. well" He smirked. I hated it when he smirked. I wanted to take this candle and shove it up his- "The next morning when we woke up, I asked if you wanted to go to college with me, or at least move in with me, since college had already started. And then you said yes, packed up all of your bags, and we left before the sun even started rising." I felt infuriated, but I couldn't help but notice that Millie kissed Finn right after she had been crying.. which just so happened to be when I had left the party... wait that also means that I'm the reason that they got together.. Before I could finish processing, Millie had fled out of the building, into the elevator. I found myself running after her, nothing dwelling in my brain except her, crying, all over again.

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745 words
kinda short but I am making and updating 3 stories today/ early tomorrow.. so..

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