Crybaby || fillie (discontinued)

My pink cigarettes

••• chapter eight •••

Here I am. Starring at the envelope I am dreading to open. I told Winona, Sadie and Natalia I needed some alone time and came to this very unfamiliar park.

I found a nice place to sit and think. It's just a grass field where I just sit here and there's no one to bother me.

Why would she send me this. I never expected her to write to me. I don't even think she cared about me.

Winona knows who it's from. Sadie and Natalia don't even know where the envelope is from.

I laid down on the grass and held up the envelope. Still debating whether I should open it or not.

I sighed and looked up at the big cotton clouds that stood out perfectly with the blue sky, with the beaming hot sun that made me warm.

I grabbed a baby flower and admired its beauty. I then felt the sudden urge to pick up a cigarette and smoke it.

I grabbed my cigarette and placed the butt of it between my lips, and lit it up.

Suddenly I felt someone starting to approach me. I looked towards where the person was approaching, to see the face of the only person that made me smile at the moment.

"You have pink cigarettes?" Finn said with a genuine smile.

I smiled.

"Yes is there a problem perhaps?" I sarcastically said.

"Indeed there is cause you won't share." Finn said

I gave him one and he lit it up with his own little lighter. I blew the smoke out of my mouth. And soon after he blew his too.

"What's that?" Finn asked

I looked down towards where he was looking. My eyes widened.

"Oh uh...nothing!" I said starting to get nervous.

"Millie?..."

He gave me a worried look. I sighed knowing exactly what he was gonna say next.

"Are you okay mills?"

I smiled at the nickname he called me.

"Yeah I'm fine I guess." I said.

"Millie not to be rude, but what are you hiding?" Finn asked

God he's so cute.

"Uh Millie?" Finn chuckled.

I didn't realize that I was starring at him. I felt my cheeks start heating up.

"Oh uh yeah sorry I was just...it's just that the envelope is a note. From someone that I don't really want to talk about." I simply said.

"Is it your date?" Finn asked scratching the back of his neck.

"What?- oh no...no he uh he's fine but uh it's from someone else." I said realizing that I regretted saying I had a date.