12. card games & conversations

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finn

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millie storms out of class and straight out of the school. I followed as closely behind as i could but I had to run to keep up due to her fast pace, trying to get out as soon as possible. when i finally caught up she was standing outside the front doors, a cigarette in her mouth and trying to spark a flame from her lighter which was only spitting up tiny sparks. she cursed under her breath.

"millie we need to talk"

"no, finn. we don't." she replies bluntly, reaching her hand up to wipe under her eyes.

"well can i at least talk?"

"save your breath" she mumbled through the cigarette between her teeth which she finally lights with the little pink lighter in her hand.

"millie please just listen to me-"

"no! finn, I won't! and you know why?" millie snaps, finally turning around to look at me. I could see the stream of tears that had previously been falling down her face. guilt. thats what i felt.

"I won't listen to you because I can't! every single word that comes out of your mouth makes me want to cry because when I hear your voice, I hear "I love you" over, and over, on a god damn loop in my head! I hate it! and I hate myself, because I still love you!" she covers her face with her hands, the cigarette between her fingers lightly pressing against her forehead. "I still love you .." she whispers, more to herself but I heard.

"millie, I love you so much more than you know-"

"cut the shit, wolfhard. save the 'I love you's for that fucking blonde bitch." and with that she walked away.

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I walked into the party, not really sure what to expect. yes i've been to parties, but not for a while. i started towards the kitchen to get a cup of water, and as i walked across the living room, a guy pointed to me, catching my attention.

"hey finn if you're done with millie, can i have her? i'm not much for sloppy seconds but-"

"go fuck yourself" i scrunched up my face and yelled over the music.

after standing around awkwardly for a while, i saw millie stumble into the living room with iris. seeing iris made me feel uneasy, she tore millie away from me and i hated her for it. the music blared loudly, and my ears were ringing but I brushed it off.

my love, he makes me feel like nobody else

millie and iris danced next to each other, iris spinning while playing with her hair and millie swaying back and forth with her eyes closed.

but my love, he doesn't love me

iris saw me and smirked, swaying her hips while biting her lip. my jaw clenched and i bawled my fists, showing my anger towards her. she fake pouted, turning away to continue dancing. I saw millie lean into iris's ear to say something and then started towards the kitchen. my heart started to race. would she talk to me? would she yell at me again? who knows but i need to talk to her. i walked up to her as she poured herself a drink, and she looked up when i approached but looked back down immediately, a smile on her face which confused me.

"finn wolfhard" she said not taking her eyes off her drink as she poured.

"millie, can we talk?"

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