I was laying on my "bed" wide awake, jumping everytime I heard a single noise.
"Stop moving will ya?" Finn groaned, throwing a pebble, which hit me in the nose.
"Bitch" I muttered.
"Watch it crybaby" he said under his breath.
Out of all the things he could call me he calls me crybaby?!
I shouldn't be here.
I killed one person.
So what?
But It felt good. It felt right.
"Goddammit maybe I am insane!" I accidentally said outloud.
"Ah fuck it" he said and stood up.
He walked over to my bed and leaned over me.
"Listen crybaby-
"It's Millie" I scolded.
"Fine 'millie', you and I both know you don't belong in here" he said .
"What's that supposed to mean" I said sitting up abruptely.
"You haven't even been here a whole 24hours and you've already cried" he said.
"Yeah? But you have no idea how much I'd like to shoot you right now" I said.
"Hmm is that so?" He said smirking.
He leaned down close to my ear and brushed a stand of my hair out of the way.
"Sweetie, I could kill you easily before you could even try" he whispered coldly.
"But, I don't want to kill you crybaby" he said standing up.
"Why?" I said feeling myself relax.
"Because I want to get out of here, killing someone wouldn't help that now would it?" He asked in a smartass tone.
He tilted his head innocently and smirked.
"Shut the fuck up Wolfhard" I said laying back down.
"Oh, so you want me to kill you?" He asked.
I rolled over on my side and faced the wall. Tears pouring from my eyes.
"That's why I thought crybaby" he taunted.
I heard him get back into bed, so I grabbed the small blanket they had given each of us and pulled it over my body.
"Goodnight crybaby" he said.
"Goodnight bitch" I retorted.
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Crybaby {fillie}
Fanfiction"There's no crying in here princess" he said. "Because crybabies don't last a day In this place" he finished ____________ In which 19yr old millie is put into a insane asylum, in the same cell as a boy who seems to be her worst nightmare or is he?
