You were my first actual crush.
Yeah, I liked other people in the past.
But you were so much different.
We talked every day.
Our text conversations at unholy hours of the night.
All I did was talk about you.
To anyone that would listen.
"Finn is so cute."
People would laugh at me.
"Ew, why Finn? He's a fuck boy! Why date him when you could date Chosen?!"
I didn't care.
I ignored them.
I wish I wouldn't have.
I wish I wouldn't have let myself fall for you.
I texted you later that week.
[Hi Finny, can I talk to you?]
[I'm kinda busy rn, sometime after 8]
[Sure!]
This was it. I was gonna ask you out, tell you to make up your mind.
You texted back at 9:32.
[What's up?]
I layed it all on the line.
What you said broke me.
You fucking broke me.
[Sorry, I have a girlfriend. Her name is Millie.]
I cried.
And I cried and I cried.
I texted Jaedan.
[Jack, honestly I don't think she's real. He won't give anyone details on who she is or anything like that]
That hurt even worse.
You were lying.
Dating me is so bad, you made up a fake fucking girlfriend.
I was done.
That was it.
They were right.
You're a prick.

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My Dearest, Finn
RomantizmMy Dearest, Finnlard... (Okay okay. Before we start the last two chapters have a trigger warning for self harm and sucide and one for the chapter nine for homophobic slurs. This was based off of something that recently happened to me, but obviously...