chapter 15 - couldnt protect you like i promised

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a/n : this chapter is dedicated to my very dear, perverted friends.
my twin sister, xxsadie17 , and my sandy , antiquebaddie 💕
ilya so much :,)

let me tell you, this chapter made me squirm. i was so uncomfortable.

! trigger warning : sexuallll contenttt !

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january 6th, 2019

- cici x
——
"You smell just like vanilla, you taste like buttercream
You're filling up my senses with empty calories
I feel like I'm just missing something whenever you leave
You've got all the ingredients except you needing me
So respectfully
I'm not a piece of cake for you to just discard
While you walk away with the frosting of my heart
So I'm taking back what's mine, you'll miss
The slice of heaven that I gave to you last night"
——
millie's  pov

there we sat, at a booth in the corner of a local club.

maddie had helped finn and i create fake IDs, because we were both under 18.

the lights shine brightly, flashing in my eyes and in the back of my head.

i tapped my fingers on the plastic table that sat infront of me, nervously scanning around the dance floor, in search of maddie.

the music burned my ears, causing anxiety to flush through my veins at an alarming rate.

it reminded me of that dreadful night.

the rap music in the sports car -

the party lights and blaring music -

that night.

i shuddered and reached for the open bottle that sat infront of me, lifting it up to my chapped lips.

the burning liquid of the alcohol rushed through my throat.

a hand placed itself on my upper thigh, causing me to jump and almost spit out the poison.

"woah, woah, woah, baby.. chill, it's just me."

finn gave my thigh a squeeze and smiled reassuringly.

i sighed a breath of relief and continued to chug my alcohol.

"it's not good for you to drink that all at once, baby. slow down..."

he took the bottle from my hand and placed it between his legs.

"that's it... slow down... slow..."

he cooed, voice calming my nerves.

"finn, i'm not a child. i can handle it."

i reached for the bottle again, but finn stopped me and placed my hand on his knee instead.

"babe, are you okay? you seem, i don't know, anxious, i guess."

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