Finn Wolfhard Imagines

103 - caught in the act

Having Christmas being one of the busiest times of the year, it was hard to find an available bus back home. I had let Finn know that I could not make it home because of the severe storm outside, and he didn't take it too well. He hung up on me and I tried to call him a few times after that and spamming him with messages to please answer my call but no reply to either. But eventually, I missed him too much to wait till the morning for a shuttle bus back into the city and made a call to Noah, my best friend. He had no problem, even though I felt bad for even asking.

After a few hours of an amazing car ride back listening to our favourite jams and laughing about the stupidest things and having the time of my life. But eventually, it came to a stop when he pulled up to a familiar house I call my home. I thanked Noah after he helped me grab my suitcase from the trunk and watched him drive off before heading inside. 

I slip the key into the keyhole with a rapid heart, nervous at his reaction. Would he still be mad at me or would he be excited to see me unexpectedly?

I opened the door and was immediately greeted to our hallway being covered in candles against the wall and rose petals along the corridor. I was on the verge of tears with my fingers pressed against my lips.

Oh my god. He wanted to surprise me, it was no wonder he was mad. 

I shut the door behind me and followed the rose petals all the way to the back of the house but the closer I got, the more my heart dropped. 

Because he wasn't alone.

Loud moans filled my ears as I felt sick to my stomach, the walls shook as OUR bedframe was banging against them. My tears no longer had any happiness to them but instead betrayal and hurt and disappointment and deceit.

I inhale deeply and push the tears that were desperate to fall and hesitantly reach for the door knob. I force a cold expression and prevent myself from breaking down right now. I push the door open, hitting the wall with a bang.

"Merry Christmas assholes," I seethe with a fake jolly tone as I watch them scream and panic and scramble. Finn fell off the bed and onto the floor but my eyes were set on the girl. A girl I knew, a girl I trusted, my best friend. My whole world crashed before my eyes. I looked down at the floor and made eye contact with Finn. I was absolutely digusted with him. I shook my head in disappoint and walked away from the room, I just need to leave.

"Y/N! Y/N! Baby, wait," I ignored him but that didn't stop him from cutting me off in my tracks, now we're both standing in the living room, "let me explain-"

"There's nothing to explain," I interrupt, "we're done."

"Let's talk about this. Y/N please," he pleads, grabbing my hands.

I scoff and remove my hands from his, "you wanna talk? Fine," I purse my lips, "how long has this been going on? You and Millie. My best friend, really Finn?!" I yell angrily.

"It's only recent, I promise," he says frantically.

"Oh, recent. Like that makes it so much better..." my sentence dies off as I take a moment to think, "but you were always working really late since a few months ago... you were with her?" I accuse. He didn't even have to say anything, his expression said it all. My jaw hung open in disbelief, "I believed you because I trusted you but you've been lying to me for that long, this whole time? Urgh, I'm just an idiot."

"Y/N--"

"I'm such an idiot. To think that you could never ever hurt me. But you're just like the rest of them. You're all the same."

"Please just forgive me. I made a huge mistake, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

I scoff once again, "and what? Have me pretend that we're the same people in these pictures?" I ask stupidly, picking up a photo frame on the tv stand of me and Finn smiling in each others embrace, "this perfectly happy couple that is always smiling and laughing. NO!" I throw the frame against the wall, the glass smashing to pieces and scattering all over the floors as I pick up another one where we went to Disneyland for our first year anniversary, our first trip together, "what about we go back to Disneyland and have everyone think we're in such a happy relationship!" I also throw that against the wall, glass piles forming, "all this has been a lie Finn, the moment you decided to go to her. You chose her."

"No, no. I chose you. I'm choosing you Y/N."

"Who are you trying to convince? Me or yourself?" I ask softly with tears staining my cheeks.

"Hey is everything okay?" Both Finn and I's head turn to the hallway where Noah stood, his face full of confusion as he looks between a naked Finn and I and then at the glass on the floor.

"Why are you here Noah?" Finn asks.

"Y/N left her scarf in my car. The door was open and Y/N's suitcase was still outside--"

"Y/N left her scarf in your car," Finn scoffs, "why would her scarf be in your car?"

"Why do you think I got here so quickly? It was thanks to Noah that I got here because I wanted to surprise you."

"So you were still in contact with him," Finn says, his voice filled with betrayal.

"You have no right to turn betrayal onto me. If you answered your phone, you would know that I asked you to come and pick me up before I called Noah. I was loyal and lost touch with him for you, I wasn't still in contact with him. But at least I never cheated on you."

I walk past Finn and Noah and out the house, hearing Finn call out to me but Noah warning him to leave me alone. I drag my suitcase down the driveway and put them in Noah's trunk before hopping into the passenger seat. The tears I tried so hard to push back came rushing to the surface.

Men are trash.