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I woke up that next morning with the worst head ache you could imagine. And everything hurt like hell.
I sat up with a grunt. I wasn't at Sadie's anymore. I was home. Well.. if you could call it home, we were at the hotel. "Noah!" I shouted. Noah came running into the room, looking like I needed desperate help. "What!" He panted. "I need to see Finn!" I crawled out of bed. "I thought you were in danger Millie." Noah let out a sigh of relief at the sight of me being okay. I just rolled my eyes carelessly at him, trying to focus back on topic. "I need to see Finn." I said again. "Where's the damn car keys?" I looked in drawers. "Millie," Noah said, sounding like he wanted me to just stop. "Noah!" I was annoyed at him. "Aha!" I dangled the keys in the air and ran out the door, leaving Noah inside.
I drove around the corner, and over the train tracks as usual to get to Finn's house. I parked the car about a block away, hoping his parents were out. I doubt his father could move though, but he was always asleep anyways. His mother's car wasn't in the drive way.
I was in luck!
I climbed the side of the house, and climbed inside the half open window of Finn's room. "Finn, I need to talk to.." I failed off at the sight of his body curled up in a ball on his bed. He was shaking, and he was paler than me! "Jesus," I walked over to him. His eyes were red, and his lips were purple. "Finn are you stoned?" I frowned, looking down at him. It was hard to read what he was feeling through his face. He had a blank expression with a tiny grin. I bit the inside of my cheek nervously as he groggily sat up. He smiled slyly at me. "Well well," he began. "hey there baby girl." He licked his bottom lip at the sight of me. I started to back up, soon hitting the wall. "F-Finn?" I looked deep into his eyes.
This wasn't the Finn I knew.
He held me against the wall, my arms hurt as he held them in place. "Finn! Get off!" I squealed. He kissed my neck roughly as I squirmed. I finally broke free of him, backing away, my lip quivering. Finn's expression changed at the sight of my purple eye, and red nose from when he elbowed me during that fight. He looked scared and sad. He backed away, crawling into his bed. "No, no." He stuttered. "Finn? Are you okay?" I was still confused if he was playing around or he was serious. He started to cry softly. "I hurt you." He breathed in and out heavily. "I, I hurt you." He sobbed quietly. "No, no, Finn it wasn't your fault." I held him in my arms. He cried into his shaky hands, with bandaids wrapped around his fingers covered with bruises. "Stay away!" He scurried away from me. He was terrified of me. "Finn, no it's okay." I tried to calm him down. I started to cry too. The boy climbed out the window, leaving me alone. "Finn." I followed him, still a lump in my throat. "Finn don't leave," I sobbed softly. I stood on the wet grass as I watched Finn back away from me. "Stay away," he warned me, tears running down his rosy cheeks. "I hurt you," he cried. "Why!" He held his face, kicking the car wheel violently. I cried some more as I watched the boy I loved in so much pain. "Finn don't leave me!" I cried harder as he disappeared down the street in his car. He sped down the road, almost hitting a lamp post. I fell to the grass and cried so hard I think I had no tears left in me. "Finn..." I whispered to myself as I wiped my running nose.
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I sat on the edge of the street curb for two hours.
I finally stopped crying, but I hadn't moved.
My face was stained red, and my glossy eyes were swollen from crying so hard. Finn was gone. I didn't know where he went. I wanted to follow him, but I just.. couldn't.
He didn't hurt me on purpose.
I went over and over in my head that he didn't mean it, and he loved me so much. He told me I wasn't like the other girls. 'Darling, you're different.' He always told me. He said he was writing a poem about me, but he wasn't finished yet. He called me sexy all the time, making me blush and love him even more. He said one day we would run away together, have as many kids as I wanted, and get high every night, and make love like we're young. I closed my eyes, and let the wind flow around my fragile body.
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That night, I didn't say 'I'm back.' to Noah, or, 'hey.' to him. I just kicked off my shoes, and tucked myself under the covers, and went to sleep. I pretended that Finn was there, like he was beside me the whole time, tracing hearts on my back with his index finger until we both fell asleep.
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Finn's POV:
I went to Caleb's.
I didn't know what I was doing.
My head was spinning and I couldn't think straight. After what I had done to Millie, I couldn't do it. I cried and cried like a fucking baby as Caleb and I shared a cigarette in his bedroom. "Shit man," I sniffled. "We're so fucked." I chuckled, wiping my nose. Caleb lay on his messy bed. "I know." He chuckled. "Do you ever miss her..?" He asked suddenly. "Who?" My voice cracked. "Sadie." He mumbled. "Why?" I looked at him. He shrugged. "Uh, not anymore." I ran my fingers through my curly black hair. "She's so hot but, I know she was never the one." Caleb said. "She doesn't understand." The boy sighed. "Millie would," I commented on his statement. "She would?" Caleb rolled over into his stomach. "Even if she doesn't care, she always understood." I said, tuning myself out for a while as I thought of her. "I love her so much." I pouted. "I know man," Caleb through a shirt over his body. "She's a keeper that one." He said, walking into the bathroom, leaving me to my thoughts at what he had just said.
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