The Best Prank

Part 13

Finn|
I get bored watching the fish swim aimlessly in their tank, so I walk up to my room and flip down on my bed.  I grab my headphones and find a playlist on Spotify, and close my eyes, letting myself be swallowed by the music. I must've fallen asleep, because when I wake up, it's 2:30 in the morning and I'm all covered in my own drool. I laugh at my own ridiculousness, throw my phone on the ground, and curl up in bed.

Millie|

As I'm eating dinner with my mom, I get an unusual feeling in my chest and lungs. It's not exactly pain, but it's on the verge of being painful.
"Honey, you're very pale. Are you okay?" my mom seems to read my mind.
"Yeah, I just have a pain in my chest. I think I just have to get a drink." I stand up from the table and walk over to the fridge and pull out a pitcher of orange juice. I grab one of the white mugs from my cupboard. I chug the whole glass of orange juice extremely fast, and leg out a gigantic burp which makes my mom laugh. I smile, relieved that the pain went away. As we finish dinner, I help my mom clean up, and I go to the bathroom. I turn the faucet for the tub on high, and take a black bath bomb out from under the cabinet and throw it into the tub. The color erupts into the clear water like a volcano. It sizzles in approval, and I slide into the bathtub. The black glittery water covering my thin body. I close my eyes and lay my head back, letting the warmth of the tub overcome me. After a good 45 minutes of soaking, the water starts to get cold. I pull the plug out of the drain, and stand up. I watch the black water get sucked down the drain. I take my white bathrobe off of the hanger, and slip it around me and walk into my room. I slide into a pair of shorts and a tank top, and jump into my bed, sighing in comfort. I slap my hand around on the table next to me until I feel my phone.  I pick it up and scroll through Instagram. I scratch my head tiredly, and put my phone down on the table again. I cozy up to my pillow, and close my eyes. As I'm dozing off, I jolt up quickly when my phone rings.
"Ugh, I was just going to sleep Finn! What's wrong?" I grumble.
"I can't sleep, and I'm just stressed." he informs me, and I can just hear the sorrow in his voice.
"Okay, and what can I do?" I ask.
"Can you just, meet me out side of your house?" he pleads.
"Are you crazy?" I hiss.
"No. Please I just want to hug you. I need a millster hug." I smile.
"Okay, only for a minute! Just to talk and for your hug. Love you. " I say, standing up and leaving my room.
"Love you too." Finn breathes as he hangs up the phone.
I sit on my front steps patiently. Soon after I get outside, Finn comes walking down the road. His black hair all frazzled.
"Oh my god! You look sad! Come here!" I whine. His eyes look glassy.
"O-okay." He stammers, his voice breaking.
He runs over to me and wraps his arms around me. I kiss his head like a mother kisses her children. I wrap my arms around him tight. We just stand on my lawn hugging. As we break from the hug, he looks at me with big puppy dog eyes.
"What's wrong? Why're you stressed?" I ask, parting his hair in different directions, trying to tame it.
"Jack." He informs me.
"You mean Jack Grazer?" I ask.
He nods sadly.
"What's he doing?" I rub his shoulders as we walk over to my steps to sit down.
"He has a crush on you, and he's liked you since we were in 6th grade. And he just found out somehow that we're dating, and he's really mad at me and he's saying I betrayed him. But I didn't. And he says we're not friends. " Finn rants, his voice tearing at the seams.
"Do you want me to talk to Jack?" I blurt out.
"What would you say if you were to talk to him?" Finn asks, hopeful.
"I don't know. Maybe like asking him what his deal is and stuff." I explain.
Finn nods and sniffles.
"And he's been being awful to people at school too." Finn keeps going. A tear rolls down his cheek.
"He shoved Matt down yesterday!" Finn flails his arms to prove his point.
"Why?" I ask, becoming more angry at Jack every second.
"Because he's a bully. And I can't believe I used to call him my best friend." Finn chokes on his words. I rub his shoulders again.
"It's like I have no friends. You and Gaten are all I have pretty much." Finn begins to cry.
"Shh.. it's okay don't cry." I take Finn into my arms again to hug him.
"No! It's not okay! Stop saying that!" He hisses and I straighten up.
"Listen. I don't know what's got you all upset, but you do have friends. And Jack isn't one of them. I'll put that loser in his place on Monday at school. I promise. I love you Finn, and I'd do anything for someone I love." I smile at him.
"I love you more." He whispers. He rests his head on my shoulder. I lean my head on top of his.
"Now you should get going. It's really late. I'll walk you home. It's not that far." I tell him, standing up.
"Okay if you're sure you'll be fine." He shrugs and I take his hand as we stroll down the road. The walk to Finn's is silent. Not the bad kind of silence, but the kind that speaks. I kiss Finn and watch him walk inside his house. I sigh and venture home. As I leave Finn's road and head onto the dirt road, the pain comes back. More intense than before. It worsens by the second. I slap my hands around me to find my phone but then I remember I left it in my room. I run towards Finn's street, but then everything turns black. My chest has one sharp pain that knocks me off of my feet, and I lay there, covered in mud. I open my mouth to scream, but all that comes out is vomit. And lots of it. I lose consciousness.

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