𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐜 ( 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞 )

3 | curls and cigarettes

miss sink assumed the worse and that finn's closest friend just thought that she was going crazy and hung up so he can get some well deserved sleep. the redhead realized that she was going to have to approach and confront that thing she has been crying over about for the last couple months, but dared not to seem weak and pitiful but strong and merciless to maybe attempt to seem at least a little intimidating or maybe at least she knew what the fuck she was doing.

she stood up erruptly, gripping both ends of the curtains with white knuckles and pulling them back with force that made up gusts of winds blew her loose strands of hair back into place. her shaky hand opened the latch on her window and expanded the space of the outside world to sadie's bedroom as she stuck her head out.

"finn wolfhard! what the fuck are you doing here?" she screamed, trying to give off the message that she didn't give a shit, but she felt like she even failed at that.

finn stumbled back as if to give the distance to properly prop his neck to drunkenly gaze at sadie, his knees went a little wobbly, but pointed a finger at her house, almost dropping the rose he plucked doing so. "i hate you, sink!"

"fuck you too! leave my property this instant or i'm calling the cops!"

the curly haired boy shrugged his shoulders. "cool, i don't give a shit, call them.", 'wait, was this all a joke to him?' sadie thought, thinking that her threat would send him running up the hills until the cows came home.

sadie struggled it what to comment back to what finn said to turn down her attempted threat,"you're such an idiot, i can't believe i actually loved you!"

"yeah, back to yo-" finn paused, allowing sadie to shiver secretly behind the walls separating them apart, that delight grin he had plastered on his face dropped within a second. "wait, what?"

"you fucking heard me!" sadie clapped back, not giving in to finn's attempt to seem all soft and touchy.

finn looked at his feet as he moved his legs further apart, creating a creepy stance for sadie to look at. "get down here, right now!" he cried. while pointing at her and then at the ground.

"why?" sadie giggled, laying her arm against the cool windowsill and placing a hand underneath her chin, liking that finn is trying so hard to be the big man he so desires to be to shake fear into sadie's delicately beating heart. "please, enlighten me."

"so i won't set fire to your precious rose bushes." that fucking toothy grin returned. a fresh shiver of a feeling that sadie really didn't like shook through her body, but she disguised it by giggling harder, failing to cover her laughter with her hand so finn can easily see. but that changed when finn squinted harder and started to wiggle the ignited flame closer to the base of the bush, staring intensely into her eyes.

"what the? i won't do it, and you wouldn't dare." sadie was not buying it, finn knew how precious and sentimental that rose bush was to her heart and how it would literally crush her if anything happened to it, but maybe sadie should really start taking finn seriously as her breath felt as if it was took away as that bastard pulled out a lighter and ignited the flame, and pushed it closer to the forest green leaves of the bush."o-okay, i'm coming!"

sadie ran through the house, slipping on her dad's bomber jacket, that seemed too big for sadie's shoulders to handle, but the girl knew it was cold outside and she wasn't exactly going to waste precious time changing into some other outfit, when her award winning flowers are at risk from finn's dastardly lighter.