Other Half •• Fillie

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Finn's POV
The next morning I had absolutely no energy and motivation to actually go to school. With a burning fucking passion I just wanted to stay home and not do anything. I don't know how this feeling suddenly got inserted into my body, but I wasn't going to ignore it. I was going to lay my ass here, and not place my worries onto things that didn't deserve it, such as school. But there was one flaw to my flawless plan, I'd be bored, bored out of my fucking mind. Then Eleven popped up into my mind. I could text her, I could tell her to skip with me. I'd never actually skipped a whole day before, just half, morning and afternoon. I sat up and reached my computer that was resting besides my feet. I opened it quickly and clicked on her name, finding myself eager to text a girl I haven't even met face to face.

Me:Skip with me

I roll my eyes at myself. The text was so straight forward; maybe I should have eased into it more. Sometimes I can't believe the things I saw and do.

El:Assertive, I like it

Alright then, duly noted

El:And sure why not, wasn't planning on going anyway

Me:Nice, so we'll just text each the whole time

El:Call me, I'll give you my number and we'll call each other. Our voices will sound different over the phone, so it won't give away anything

Me:Assertive, I like it

El:Aha

Me:Number?

El:(778)-sike boi you thought

Me:Wow El, I see how it is with us

El:Hold your little wang, I'm just joking

Me:Number???

El:(778)-464-0743

Me:Alright, I'll call you

El:What Number should I be looking for?

Me:Who else are you expecting to call

El:Are you implying that I don't have friends

Me:Yea cause those words total say "El, you have no friends."

El:Just call you imbecile

I smile at her text and look around frantically for my phone. Despite breaking the rules, I was thrilled to hear her voice. Maybe then, I could if the connecting I was feeling was fake or not. I finally find my phone under my bundle up covers. I unlock  my phone and quickly smash the buttons that match up to the number she gave me. My phone rings two time before she answers.

"Um hello?" I hear her say.

Her voice..her voice is so mesmerizing. She has a bit of an accent but I can't quite put my finger on what it is.

"Hey..this El?
"Stupid question of course this is El." She says as she lets out a little laugh.

Oh god her laugh!

A/N: When I put • it means Millie's talking

"Just checking."
"So what you doing?"•
"Nothing, I should be doing homework, it was due today."
"Fuck homework who was time for that?"•
"Me! My grades need to be good"
"Ok child."•
"So who do you think I am?"
"To be honest I don't know, I don't know anyone who feels like I do."•
"Would you like to know what my name starts with?"
"Nope, cuz then I'll know who you are, or have an idea of who you are. I don't want that."•
"Ok child"
"Ha, are you mocking me?"•
"Nope, I think you're heading stuff."
"Me? Hearing stuff? I think not!"•
"I think so"
"No!"•
"Yes."
"No!"•
"Yes."
"No!"•
"Yes."
"No!"•
"Yes."
"No!"•
"Yes."
"No!"•
"Yes."
"Childish!"•
"Yep, I know you are."
"I'm going to physically hurt you."•
"You have no idea where I live."
"We meet this Friday. Now what, HA!"•
"You're a big baby."
"Far from it actually."•
"Oh yea, what are you then?"
"A big kid. Wink wink."•
"Did you just say wink wink?"
"Well duh, you can't see me wink."•
"Special, so very special."
"Yep, one of a kind. Extravagant and rare."•
"Alright smart one."
"Yep, I'm also smart. Thanks for reminding me."•
"I can't sand you El."
"You're not standable either Mike."•
"Not a word."
"I declare it a word."•

Millie's POV
Mike and I had been on the phone for 7 hours, since 5:00 in the morning. He asked me a bunch of questions about myself but I refused to answer them, not until we met. He was pushy, but I liked it. Friday was I close and I couldn't wait. I could finally meet the only person who I didn't hate. I would finally have someone to talk to when the world didn't welcome me. Just the thought of that made me smile. It made me extremely happy, insanely happy.
"AGGHH!" Suddenly I hear David let out the loudest scream. I look at the time on my computer and my eyes nearly pop out my head. It was 12:46, I'd still be at school. I was planning to leave the house so he couldn't see me, but I guess I lost track of time. I frantically look around and think of what to do. I could climb out the window, but I'm not jumping, so that's out. I look around and my eyes cross my computer.

Hide it

I snatch my computer and slide it under my bed. If I was quite enough then he couldn't hear me. Then, out of no where, that thought was jinxed. As I tried to pull myself back up, my hand slipped on my sheets and I fell, head first, onto my hard wood floor.

Fuck fuck fuck!!!

David's for sure drunk and if he sees me, I'm done for. I hear heavy footsteps clobber up the stairs. Panic rushes through my body and takes over. I have to jump, even if I don't want to. I pull my bed back just a little and unlatch my window. As I pull it up, it makes a crackling sound. I push it up just a little more so I can get through. With my left foot solid on the floor, I stick my right foot out the window. I then duck under the window and let my head out, but it didn't matter, I was too late. With a tight grip on my left leg, David pulls me of the window, throwing me into floor. I scatter up and back up to the corner. I smell the alcohol on him and I turn my head. He reeks, like really bad. I make a cross across my chest so he can't hit me. Tears start to flood to my eyes. David scares the shit out of me sometimes, sometimes I can't deal with him.
"Why the hell aren't you at school??" He says as he takes a swig of the whisky bottle.
"I didn't feel go-"
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!" He throws the bottle down on my hard wood floor and the bottle breaks. The tiny pieces of glass fly into the air and make contact with my face. I feel the tiny shards as the rest upon my face. I lift myself up with my hands, but my hand starts to bleed. When I lift my hand I see that a large piece of glass has punctured my palm. I wince in pain and look up at David, his face solum.
"Millie..Millie I'm so so-"
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" I pull the glass out of my palm and grab a shirt. I warp it around my wound, and then I stumble to my feet.
"THIS IS YOUR FAULT! IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A DISFIGURED ASS BITCH, MAYBE YOU WOULD STILL BE WITH YOUR-"
"STOP SAYING THAT! STOP SAYING THEIR NAME, STOP SAYING IT'S MY FAULT, JUST STOP!" With that, I stomp past David and start to run out the house. It would blow over. I would come home to him passed out, then I would go to sleep. I would wake up and then I'd go through this shit again. The same everyday. But I was ok, it was my life. My sad pathetic ass life.
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  Finn's POV
  "Today is Friday, yes it is Friday!" My teacher jumps around the classroom handing out envelopes. We finally get our results from our form. Me and El had been talking for long amounts of time now. I couldn't wait to see who she was.
  "Alright alright !!! Annnnnd....open!" I open the envelope and all my happiness is drained.

Congrats, your anonymous pair is Millie Bobby Brown.
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  So short only because something personal happened. Next update will maybe be tomorrow night or Sunday night. I promise this is the ONLY short chapter I will ever give you guys in this story! You have my word. Thanks babes, Love you❤️
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-Dreamy•🎈🌻