Black Lungs || fillie

Listen To Your Heart

(warning this story contains abuse, alcohol, and use of drugs. read at your own risk.)

"Finn you have to tell me what's wrong." Mia told him. He was giving the therapist a hard, difficult time.

He refused to get help, he refused to at least just take a little advice. "There's honestly nothing wrong, I'm okay. I'm happy." Finn spoke plainly.

His words did not match his eyes. As for Millie, it was the same for her. "Finn, I know you and Iris are not talking." She said, making Finns eyes widen. "What did she say?" He asked.

"All she said was that you guys are not talking anymore. What happened?" That's how Mia got Finn to speak. Finn rubs his eyes and sighs, "Me and her kinda um. Hooked up. And she left."

The therapist slightly gasps, "Why do you think that happened?"

"Because she's selfish." Finn responded rolling his eyes. "No, Finn. That's selfish. You guys are exes right?"

Finn just nods.

"Finn, when people break up, it's probably for a reason. Well most of the times because people can just be ass wipes." She explained.

"Right." Finn agrees, but Mia just looks at him like he was suppose to know something, "Finn. Why did she break up with you?"

"I don't know." Finn responds truthfully. His eyes meets Mia's, "You must know about this. Tell me everything you know."

"I know nothing but what I'm seeing is that... this is freaking confusing." Mia responded. "I definitely agree with you, doctor." Finn sighed sadly. "Please tell me more, Finn." Mia sort of sounded desperate.

He groans and rolls his eyes, "You wanna know more? Well I'll tell you more."

"You know I am so off-track, Mia. I try to love Iris but then there's this other girl. Millie. I don't know what it is, but I feel so connected to her. I've been refusing it, but look at me still thinking about her. All the fucking time." Finn quickly spoke but it felt like he was yelling.

His emotions were clear, but Mia could tell there was anger in it. "Key word. Try. Finn, as much as I care for Iris. You don't love her that way anymore." She tells him.

A fucking genius. Why didn't I open my eyes to that.

So that was the click, that was just what he needed to hear. And it sort of made him want Millie more than ever. "Then what am I suppose to do?" Finn quite begged for help. He was desperate to know which was the right direction.

"Listen to your heart, not your head." Mia says pointing at his chest, where his heart was. He looks down to his chest and looks back at Mia.

In this situation, he has to. Finn has always listened to his head, which was sort of good but most of the times it would just make him more depressed. The roads he walked on were just dark. His head? Was just dark.

So for once he listened to advice someone gave him.

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"Listen to your heart? I think the fuck not." Finn said as he looked in the mirror. He stood right in his apartment, his. Not Millies. He decided to pussy out. He thinks she didn't feel the same.

He felt a tad more better when he rinsed his face with cold water and just shaved for no reason, he grows no facial hair. (a/n ever thought of Finn with facial hair I-)

Since the moment that one fan asked that if Finn would ever work on a documentary, he has been working on it. Does he plan on releasing it? No. He would only want it released if he were to die.