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Finn's POV
-Approximately 22 hours before Jacob's visit-

   I couldn't stop thinking about her. She was broken. I needed to fix her. She needed to stop running, and face her fears. She might hate me, but I honestly didn't care. I care about Millie more than I do myself. She needs to be okay.

   It was lunch time, when I finally decided I needed to talk to him. Millie and I were on our way to the lunch room, and I decided to tell her I needed the bathroom. "Hey Mills? I need the bathroom, I will be right there.", is all I say before walking away, and seeing her giving me a nod and smile. I take 3 rights, and 4 lefts, before arriving in his little office. I knock, and receive a 'come in' as I step in, feeling nervous. Should I do this?
   "Uh, h-hey Hopper. I need to talk to you." I say pitting my head down, realizing there was no going back now. "Sure Finn, have a seat", he says closing the door, leaning back in his chair, and tapping a pencil against his chin, indicating he was indeed listening. "It's about Millie. H-has she told you?"
I stutter, as he furrows his eyebrows. "Tell me what?" "She got in here, because she..killed someone. Her ex boyfriend was cheating on her, and well she kind of lost her temper, and shot the other girl. S-she is haunted by this, and runs from it every time. I think she needs to t-talk to her ex boyfriend, Jacob. I just feel like, she needs to talk to someone who was involved in the same situation." I say, almost wanting to cry, remembering the pain in Millie's voice when she had told me her story. Hopper sighed, and grabbed my shoulder firmly. "Does she know you are here, Finn?" He said almost as a statement, as he already knew the answer. "N-no. But I-I couldn't tell her, Hop." At this point, I begin to let the tears roll down my cheeks.
I betrayed her. She didn't want anyone else know her story. And I blabbed about it, like gossip.
Hopper comes close to hug me, as I just silently cry. "It's okay kid." He repeats that phrase over and over again, as it seems to put me more and more at ease. We then break up the hug, and he looks me straight in the eye.

"She is going to talk to Jacob."

-The Next Day-

   I woke up the next day, with the biggest headache in the world. There was a pit slowly sinking more and more down my stomach, with every breath I took. It was very hard to talk to Millie, without completely braking down. I would just smile, and hope she wouldn't notice. Well, when my heart really dropped, was when I saw Millie being escorted to the visit room. I was sitting in the lunch room, staring off into space, until I saw her in the hallway, alongside a security guard.
Too late.
I'm sorry Millie.

   I was sitting in the cell, practically losing my mind, as all I could think of, was in fact, Millie. I had then started to think that this was a horrible idea. My worst yet.
After about what seemed like forever, the cell door creaked open, revealing Millie. She looked...angry.
Wait. Why is she angry?
She stomped in, as I just sat there, preparing to get yelled at, and slapped. But, she stayed quiet, and decided to go to bed, already. "M-Mill-" "Not right now, Finn.", is all she says, before drifting off to sleep, with possibly a thousand questions on her mind. I then, too, fell asleep, which was a miracle, since a started a chaotic mess.

I fluttered my eyes open, after feeling a gentle push. It was Millie. "Finn? I need to talk to you." I acted like I was confused, when in reality, I knew exactly what she was talking about. She had told me the entire thing that happened with Jacob, when I suddenly panicked, realizing that this plan could have possibly completely backfired.
"Jacob wants to get me out of here."
No. No way.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I spit out the truth like venom. Poisoning the entire mood of the room.
The look on her face. I would never forget it. It was the face disappointment. The 'I trusted you' face.
She then started to blow, but I could barely hear. It was as if everything had gone into slow motion, and I was drunk out of my mind.
But I wasn't.
I was just hurting.
The pain was from my heart cracking slowly.
And like that. Millie ran, again. I usually am the one she runs to, but not this time.
Instead of towards me, she went away.

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A/N: Hey dudes :) Hope you enjoyed this chap. Have an amazing day/Night!

Btw, if you got those ST references, you get a cookie :)

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