𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓

2.9

2 months later
millie's pov:

how did people usually react to being a newly wedded wife? all i do is sit and stare at my wedding ring with a smile on my face. the support on social media throughout our marriage process has been amazing, truly amazing. all of the fans have been super supportive.

finn and i had been a little distant since, because we were both so busy. finn was touring again, but he was only starting back up easily with a few random shows around america. he came home every single weekend, and wesley wasn't handling it very well. he was throwing more and more tantrums every day.

"dada!" wesley cried in the middle of the kitchen floor, continuously kicking the cupboards. "me want dada!"

finn is supposed to be coming back home today, although he was supposed to be here an hour ago. i had texted him asking where he was because wesley was playing up, but he hadn't yet replied.

"dada will be home soon." i told him.

"me want dada now!" he screamed.

i texted finn again and again and there was still no reply. i soon had to put wesley in his crib and let him scream and cry until he tired himself out and fell asleep, that's what the autism therapist recommended.

amelia was out playing on the street with her friends, and the sun was starting to set. she knew that as soon as the street lamps started to turn on, she had to come in. i started to cook her dinner, which was chicken and bacon pasta, her favourite.

"i'm home, mommy." amelia said as she walked through the kitchen, kicking her shoes off. "is daddy here?"

"no, he isn't home yet." i said. "i made you pasta."

"yummy! thanks." she said, sitting at the table.

i gave amelia her pasta before walking up the stairs to check on wesley. he was fast asleep, so i put his blankets over him and turned off the big light, leaving only his night light on. i did feel bad leaving wesley to just cry in his crib, but there wasn't much more that i could do.

i walked into amelia's bedroom, getting her some pyjamas out of her drawers and placing them on her bed so she could get herself changed after her dinner. i still couldn't help but wonder where finn was, and why the hell he wasn't answering any of my messages and not coming home.

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everybody was in bed, and i was downstairs watching some random show on the tv. luna was sat next to me, and thor was at the other end of the living room, biting a stuffed animal, they were pretty big now. it was completely dark out, and it was ten fifteen pm. i couldn't tell if i was worried about finn, or annoyed at him. i was leaning more towards annoyed.

just as if the lord heard my thoughts, finn walked through the door. i looked at him without saying a word, then looked back to the tv. he sat at the side of me, but i still didn't turn around.

"are you angry at me?" he asked.

"am i angry at you? finn, i have texted you and called you so many times and you didn't reply! i had to deal with a three hour tantrum from wesley and you didn't even decide to tell me that you were going to stay out!" i said, angrily.