Silence | Fillie

Chapter 5

Finn

I heard Millie gasp from behind as she crossed through the metal door, and onto the roof of the hospital. Her eyes lighting up in a way that I had never seen before. 

"Oh my God." She breathed out, her action thick as she spoke. "Finn...." Whatever she was gonna say was lost in the setting sun.

The short brunette was now fixed on the sinking sun, the pretty colors that came with it, and the soft breeze. The colors reflecting in her chocolate irises. 

"I haven't seen a sunset since I was a kid." She admitted quietly. "It's even prettier than I remember." 

I nodded. "Yeah it is." But, truthfully, I wasn't looking at the sky anymore. 

She turned to me slowly, a grin on her face that I had never seen before. She looked happy and like a normal girl. Something I had never seen Millie look like. 

I wanted desperately to get to know this side of her, the soft side only Noah got to see. The side with her guard down. She was quite breathtaking like this with the setting sun behind her. 

I wished for the first time in a long time that I had my camera with me to capture this moment. But I knew I would remember it for the rest of my life. 

For the first time in seventeen years, I had fallen completely in love with someone I had only just met. 

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"So what did you do to even end up in a place like this?" Millie asked.

I looked beside me to where she was laying on the ground. We had been looking at the stars, and being as smart as she was, Millie was telling me different constellations. This was the first time she had said something other than about the stars.

"I'm bipolar or that's what they say. They just needed somewhere to put me after I got caught breaking into a gas station." I answered.

Millie turned onto her side to face me. "Why'd you break into a gas station?" She inquired curiously. 

"It's a long story." I sighed, shifting to face her. "Let's just say I wanted cigarettes and the dumb worker wouldn't give me any." 

She smiled-I could tell she was trying not to laugh-and reached a hand out to touch my cheek. "You know cigarettes can kill you right?" She said seriously. 

"Don't worry about me, Baby girl, cigarettes is the last thing I have to worry about killing me." I joked, shooting her a giant grin. 

She did something unexpected then, Millie leaned toward me and connected our lips.

I kissed her back and pulled her against me. "Why'd you do that?" I asked as we broke apart.

She shrugged a shoulder carelessly. "I wanted to. Now shut up and kiss me again." So I did just that. 

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"Finn Wolfhard, I swear to God you try my last patience sometimes." Mom was waiting on me just outside my room, a displeased look on her face. "What did I tell you."

"To stay in my room?" I guessed, an innocent smile on my lips. 

Mom didn't look happy and I knew there was no talking my way out of this one. "I told you to leave miss Brown alone, Finn, she's an innocent and sweet little girl who you don't need to drag into our world." She lectured. "You can't do that to her."

"If she was innocent then she wouldn't be here like us!" I argued. "You don't know her."

"Neither do you, Finn, and that's exactly my point. You'll break her." Mom sighed. "She isn't made to be like us. To work the wrong sides of the track." 

"How do you know?" A soft but serious voice spoke from behind me. Millie.  

She must have followed me or came out when she heard us talking. I turned to face her and she immediately took a step toward me. 

"Miss Brown, this doesn't concern you." Mom said sternly, flicking some hair off her shoulder. "Go back to your room." 

Millie looked at my mother in a way I had never seen anyone look at her while slipping her hand into mine. She was practically daring Mom to make her do something just with her eyes. 

Then that's exactly what fell from her lips. "Make me. I killed my own freaking brother because he got too bossy for my liking. I'm not afraid of what you can do to me." Millie said, her voice colder than I had ever heard. 

I couldn't help but grin. Man I loved her so much already. I didn't even care about what she had just said. 

Mom stared at her speechless. I had never seen her speechless in my whole life, not even after my father left. 

"That's what I thought." Millie typed the code in on my door.

I looked at her curiously. "What are you doing, beautiful?" 

She smiled, pulling me into the room with her. "We're going inside, and she's not gonna say a thing about it."