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August 11th, 2003.
Noah and I sat on the roof of the car.
"I'm gonna miss you." Noah smiled through his teeth. "Me too." A smirk grew on my lips. "We have to promise to visit each other," he said. "Every weekend." I added. "Yep." He nodded his head proudly. We stayed quiet for a while before I spoke up.
"I.. can't go back." I say slowly, referring to home. Noah turned my way. "there's too much of my past there." I say. Noah simply lay his head on my shoulder as we watched the sun set.
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Finn read his book, smoking his last cigarette, with his feet up on the dash board of his car as he waited patiently for me. I watched him from afar as I paid for my things in the gas station. "Hey baby girl," Finn winked as I came out to the car. "Hey curly." I buckled my seat belt. I tripped on my way into the car, embarrassing myself. I hoped Finn didn't notice.
Eh, he probably did.
"Watcha got there?" He said, looking in the bag. "Nosy much?" I teased. "art supplies." I chuckled. Finn kissed me on the nose as he started the car. "I'm gonna miss you so bad when you leave." Finn pouted. "Finn, I'm half an hour away by car!" I stated. "I know." I groaned, sticking his bottom lip out, making me laugh. "You're an idiot Finn Wolfhard." I lay my hand on top of his own as we drove down the free way.
"Oh I forgot," he said, rummaging around in his back jean pocket. He pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. "Sorry, I sat on it." He blushed, shaking the curls out of his face. I took it carefully, unfolding it. It was the finished poem.
Dear Mills,
I wrote this shitty poem for you, because I love you. (I didn't mean for it to be shitty I swear.)
I chuckled at that part.
While she waits for things to fall into place, she falls into the arms of grace. And it reminded that she is loved and will be remembered for a long time to come.
I love you Millie.
- Finn
August, 2003.
"Finn," I gasped at how poetic that was. I tightened my grip on his hand and hugged him tighter than ever before. I honestly think I squeezed his insides out but we don't need to get into detail about that....
"I love you curly." I pressed my forehead against his. "I love you more." He smiled, his nose piercing shining brighter than ever against the sunlight.
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That was the last time I saw Finn until I moved into my dorm. I was in art school now. This was insane.
It took extra time for them to allow me to actually move in, because I technically never properly finished high school, dropping out of the 11th grade and all, I'm surprised they even accepted me! I say on my bed, with my shit case I had since I was ten, and my favourite pillow under my head. I couldn't believe this was finally happening.
I opened my flip phone, covered in dried paint and a sticker that read 'the future is female', and 'suck a dick.' Noah put that on there without me knowing. That asshole. I was going to talk to mom.
I know she was not here. You may think I'm crazy, but I wanted to talk to her. I lay against the bed, holding it up to my mouth and ear. I know my parents were both dead, but I felt the need to let them know I loved them, even my father.
"...Dad?.." I began. "This is more for mom..." I sighed, preparing myself. "Mom, when you were still around, do you remember the first time you taught me how to drive in that abandoned McDonald's parking lot because we couldn't afford to actually take lessons?" I pursed my chapped lips. "..well, I still have the car refresher that you gave me. I know it sounds weird but, I kept it. Did you ever, feel free? Or alive, when you drove through down town? ...I d-did, but.. I was too scared to tell you, me being me." I pouted, but smiled weakly. "I just, I wanted to say I love you, and.. I wish you were here." And with that, I pressed send message. A voice came on the phone. "If you would like to delete the message, press, cancel." I didn't listen, I just shut the phone.
I knew that message would be left in our apartment for a long time to come.
The one thing I do know is, with everything that happened.. I survived.
I survived it all.
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The End.
