Finn Wolfhard Imagines (Book 2)

Partners in Crime[2] - Miles

Song:Joke's on you by Charlotte Lawrence

Harley Quinn: Birds of Prey is the best movie ever.

       

   "FUCK YOU!" I screamed, throwing a glass at Miles head. He reacts fast, dodging it.

   "YOU CRAZY BITCH!" He shouts. "YOU GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE!" I screamed in frustration, running up the stairs. It hasn't even been a month here in Las Vegas and here he was, sleeping around with random girls. He's been so controlling and well, saying where I can and can't go while he goes around to every casino and bar he could get into. One night he came back drunk as hell with bruises all over his face.

   "WHILE YOU'RE GETTING YOUR SHIT, TAKE THAT DAMN DOG AS WELL!" I looked at y/d/n, picking her up. She was a stray I found a week after we came here, I couldn't resist and took her home. Miles didn't have a problem with it, I guess he was just lying.

   I grab my remainings and my dog, slamming the door shut. How dare he kicks me out. I was the one who provided the food and kept us out of trouble. We almost got caught stealing money from the casino because he was flirting shamelessly with some waitress wearing nothing but shorts and glitter on her nipples.

   He has the audacity to treat me like shit after everything that I've done for him. It wasn't even my idea to run away. He wanted a fresh start, leaving Flora behind. I should've talked him outta it but I was to lovestruck to be in my right mind. I am now though.

    I walked into a hotel a few minutes away, paying(surprisingly) for a few days. The man didn't even ask questions on why a sixteen year old girl was on her own in Vegas. What happens in Las Vegas, stays in Las Vegas. That's the rule.

   In my room I sat my items down, feeding y/d/c before hopping into the shower.

   When I got out I was only in my robe, walking out into the balcony. The view was incredible, as it is every night. I could see Caesar's Palace, it was only a few buildings down. People was roaring with laughter on the streets. I doesn't hurt to have some fun finally.
  
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   I walked out in y/c/c, heading to wherever I please. With the makeup on me, I look twenty at the most, which is thankful.

   My heels clicked against the concrete as I made my way into a club, walking straight in. By that I meant that I ran to these girls who looked rich, laughing and walking straight on in. They were oblivious of me as I laughed with them.

   Inside it was body crammed, the flashing lights and the booming music making me dizzy for a moment. At the bar I sat down, ordering me a drink. A girl that was in the group I pretend I was with came walking my way. I quickly looked the other way.

   "Hey, killer shoes. I seen that you snuck in by pretending to be with us." She smirks.

   "Oh..you seen that." I chuckled nervously, taking a long sip of my drink.

   "Yeah, but I didn't mind. Are you here alone?" I nodded and she grabbed my hand. "Follow me."

   Throughout the whole entire night I got to know them, roaming all over Vegas with them. Their party buz was filled with the smell of weed, all us stopping at this restaurant.

   Inside was elegant yet you could tell everyone was out of it. I looked around, stopping in my tracks.

  "Hey, what's wrong?" Molly asked, one of the girls in the group.

   "Remember the bitch I told you about." They all nodded. "There he is, with some bitch." They all looked to a corner where Miles was with a girl sitting on his lap, kissing her neck. An idea popped into my head. "I'd say let's go back to his room." All of them knew what I had in mine, eagerly nodding.

   Skip to the hotel

   I opened the door, running up to his rooms while my new friends began to skinny dip into the pool and get into the liquor.

   In his room I saw all of his belongings, grabbing them. Downstairs I dropped them onto the couch. "Turn off the smoke alarms and bring me a lighter." Tiffany threw me a lighter while the others turn off the smoke alarm. Slowly, his clothes began to burn while they were in the pool.

   "Isn't this his wallet?" Katie asks, holding up a black leather wallet.

   "Is he that dumb?" I laughed, getting it. Inside was his money, passport, and drivers license. I cut them all up before putting Miles clothes underneath the water. "Now, let's go see if the car's still here."

   Sure enough it was. "Y'all wanna help me out this time?" Each one of them nodded. I licked my lips, smashing the rearview mirror with my heels. All of us were breaking the windows and slashing the tires before I got the gasoline, pouring it on. "Step back." I lit the lighter, watching the car engulf in flames.

   All of us watched in awe, backing away. Within moments it blew up and the sirens came. "Let's go!" Molly yelled, cackling.

   I never saw Miles again, living with my new group of friends. It's where I belong.