family secrets || fillie

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millies pov

the high pitched ringing noise blaring into my room fills my ears as my eyes shoot open. "six am great" my voice comes out raspy and scruffy as my feet hit the cold wood floor beneath me.

car doors slam shut outside causing me to rush to my window. my shirt flowing side to side while doing so.

jet black raven curls bounce as a pair of checkered vans hit the pavement. he turns his eyes revealing a perfectly sculpted face, defined cheek bones. freckles drizzled all over his nose like star dust and soft thin cherry tinted lips.

he's squinting his dark chestnut eyes looking at the house in front of him eyeing every little detail.
my brows furrow together wondering why a new kids in town. we never get a new neighbor.

my shoulders shrug as i lazily glide my feet to my tiny but cute closet filled with different colors of tops and bottoms. worn out blue mom shorts slide up to my slim waist as i tug a belt squeezing in the extra loose fabric.

i throw on a random faded shirt that was shoved in my drawers somewhere with a lose thread cardigan. i see myself the slightest bit presentable and switch my lights off heading downstairs.

the soft humming from my mother as sizzling noises are in the background, subtle but there. sweet and saltiness fills my nose making me close my eyes with a small smile on my chapped lips.

i lead myself into the dimly lit kitchen where my mother stands in her work attire but an old apron on top. "good morning mills, how'd you sleep?" her cherry red lips not in a straight line but in a warm look.

"hope you wanted french toast today?" the scraping of the spatula rubbing on the pan fills the kitchen making me cringe. "yep sounds great" i say while covering my ears smiling. she lets out a almost inaudible giggle turning the stove off.

"dad still isn't back home as i can tell" i exhale a shrill sigh plopping myself down on a wooden bar stool seat. she stops her movements making the room have a deafening silence. how can something me so quiet but so loud.

"you know your father doesn't come home after missions right away millie we've talked about this" her words almost come out in annoyance and a gruff tone. i lean my head on the palm of my hand as my elbow rests on the marble counter top.

you can tell the mood has switched in the atmosphere. her movements aren't happy and cheerful, they're dull and lazy. "i saw a new neighbor outside when i woke up" my eyebrows raising as i speak trying to lift the mood.

"the wolfhards yes, they have a son your age" she winks at me with a sly smirk making me gag playfully. "stop! mom that's gross" i roll my eyes while laughing. she chuckles to herself while shaking her head. she sets the white ceramic plate with four pieces of toast lathered in maple syrup with whipped cream and sliced strawberries on top.

my mother used to take cooking and baking classes in her mid thirties so she knows a thing or two to satisfy you on the spot.

the doorbell rings as i hear a knock afterwards. "im trying to fucking eat"
i throw my fork on the plate out of annoyance. the mysterious guest knocks again rapidly. "i'm coming i'm coming" my feet sluggishly slide over to the big wooden french doors.

the tall pale boy from next door stands with his parents with big smiles on their faces. except for him. he lets out an annoyed sigh looking down.

"hello, we're the-" i interrupt them mid sentence. "the wolfhards, yes i know" i smile politely as i lean my head on the door. they flash confused glances at each other but seem to shake it off by chuckling a bit.

"well, we're your new neighbors and we'd love to introduce ourselves. i'm mary, that's eric, and this..this is finn" she points to each person as my eyes soon land on the boy, now known as finn. finn wolfhard.

he awkward smiles while stuffing his hands into his ripped jeans bouncing his leg. i shake my head now knowing what an idiot i look like. "i'm sorry, my names millie. millie brown" i flash a toothy smile one which i'm not self conscious about anymore since i got braces.

"okay great! since it's basically 7 we're just gonna leave him with you, bye now!"

Before i could say anything they just walked away.

My eyes direct right back to the curly haired boy.

"are you going to let me in?" he says with no expression.

"nice house you got" he says while looking at everything.

"oh y-yea thanks, I will um be right back i just have to um get my backpack." I say as I bolt up the stairs.

finns pov

I watch as she walks up the stairs. He fluffy shoulder length hair bounces every step she takes.

As I find my way to the couch i hear some snoring next to me.

I take the little blanket off and find a 6 year old with chocolate smeared on her hands and face.

I snicker at the sight and cover her back up. I hear her converse hit the bottom of the stairs.

I look up to find the brunette walking up to me.

"Made yourself at home new kid?" she asks raising her brows.

i roll my eyes playfully "yes i did and i think someone else did too" I say lifting the blanket back off of the little girl.

she stands there jaw dropped. "ava flow aliza brown!" she yells waking up the girl.

"5 more minutes" she wines covering up her face.

"millie yanks the blanket off of her. "why do you have chocolate on your face and why aren't you at school!?" she shrieks.

"well the bus has two doors!" she says skipping up the stairs.

I look at Millie who looks slightly ticked off of her rambunctious little sister.

"okay, lets go" She says while grabbing my hand.

I look at our intertwined fingers. I blush on the slightest bit.

She finally noticed our hands and quickly releases her hand from mine.

"um sorry.." she says while looking at  the fallen leaves on the ground.

"don't sweat it" i say shrugging.

she smiles and nods.

as we finally reach school which feels like forever because it was filled with awkward silence.

she pulls out a white piece of paper.

"these are your classes, and it looks like you're in my english class" she says handing it to me.

I could see the excitement in her brown doe eyes.

"well we don't want to be late on your first day so let's go?" she says shifting her weight on one leg.

i smile and nod as we begin to walk to the doors of hell, as millie would call it.

my phone buzzes and i pull it out of my pocket.

don't blow it. you know why we moved here.

my dads text sits there.

i won't.

i lock my phone and put it back. millie flashes me a smile. i smile and hold the door for her.

i look around to see if anyone is watching me and walk inside myself.

ok so this was kinda crappy i'm sorry 😹