𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓

3.2

millie's pov:

it was five thirty pm and finn had just left to go out for drinks with quincy and nick. i was yet to meet quincy, but i didn't really mind. i wasn't all for meeting new people. i wasn't desperate to meet him. also, for once, wesley had finally let finn go somewhere without having a tantrum. he was sat down nicely at the table, eating chicken nuggets with amelia.

amelia had promised that they would go in the playroom together and make a house, but this time they would get along and not fight over the different coloured blocks. they had started to get along really well, and wesley had started to get less rowdy which really made me happy.

"is dada coming back today?" wesley asked.

"yeah, he'll be coming back tonight but you'll probably be in bed by then." i told him.

he nodded, "okay."

soon after they finished eating, they went to the playroom. sadie and caleb came over just after, and we sat and spoke, watching a christmas movie. sadie was sat next to me, focused, and caleb was on his phone not taking much notice. we were all eating popcorn, i loved christmas movies.

"bye buddy, hope you find your dad!" sadie quoted the movie with a laugh.

"you're such a nerd." i replied.

the door opened shortly after, and wesley walked in. he climbed up on the sofa, and sat on my knee.

"have you finished playing?" i asked.

"yes. lia gone to her bedroom." he said. "she said she want to play by herself."

"okay. do you want to watch elf with us?" i asked.

he shook his head no, and tears welled up in his little eyes. he wiped them away with his tiny little hands, and his curls fell over his forehead. it wasn't long before the ear-piercing cry echoed through the house.

"hey, what's wrong, wes?" caleb asked, sitting next to him.

"me want dada." he cried, getting off my lap.

"he will be back soon." caleb told him.

"no! me want him now!" wesley screamed, kicking the wall.

i put my head in my hands, i knew i was in for a long night. i thought that he was actually accepting being away from finn for one night, but i was wrong. he could never be away from finn for longer than an hour. it sent him out of control.

he started to hit things and kick his legs around. caleb, sadie and i were all trying to make him calm down but none of us could do it.

"dada! dada! dada!" wesley repeated as he kicked the wall.

"should we just call finn?" sadie asked.

"i don't wanna ruin his night, sades. besides, he's probably drunk by now." i replied.

"but the only way he's gonna calm down is if we call finn." caleb said.

"fine." i replied. "wesley, dada is coming home in a minute."

caleb walked out of the room, calling finn. everything to do with wesley was stressing me out, it wasn't fair. i wanted to just curl up in a ball and cry, to escape what was going on in my head. but nobody noticed that, everybody was too caught up in finn's life to ever notice mine.

none of my children ever wanted to speak to me unless he was around. i didn't have a problem with him, he was the greatest father, artist, husband...he was the best person in the world. but i was starting to feel a little unappreciated by everybody else.