Six: Punch

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"You're weren't even a good girlfriend"


"Finns going to fuck you over"

Step. Breath. Punch.

"You're not pretty enough"

Punch, punch, punch.

"Your using him"

Punch. Breath. Step. Punch.

"I had sex with Jacob whilst you guys were together"

Punch, punch, punch, punch. Rip, rip, hook cross. Punch, punch, punch.

"Hey, hey. Millie? Calm down" a voice says bring me out of my trance.

Those things going through my head are just some of the multiple messages I have received from bitchy, petty girls at my school.

Finn and I have only been 'dating' for a week.

I turn around and see Finn behind me. He grabs my boxing gloves and undoes them, taking them off my hands.

"Shit Mills your bleeding." He says lowly.

"It fine, it usually happens when I go to hard. Also I didn't wrap my hands properly." I say taking my wraps off.

"You got a lot on your mind?" He asks.

"Wouldn't you like to know" I mutter rolling my eyes.

"Jesus I was just asking." He says putting his hands up in surrender. "No need to get angry"

"Look Finn, thanks for being here and all. But I'm fine, I've got a lot on my mind and I take out my stress, anger and confusion by working out. So please just leave me alone" I say walking towards a treadmill.

I am not in the mood to talk to anyone right now. Right now I hate humans.

"What if we work out together?" He asks following behind me.

Ok maybe I don't hate all humans.

"Will it get you to shut up?"



30 minutes of pure running later, I think I'm going to die.

Finn moved from running 15 minutes ago, he ran 5 kilometres in 15 minutes. He's now lifting weights.

He had also removed his shirt, and as much as I live the view. It's a bit distracting.

Especially when he's lifting weights and his muscle contract and become so defined.

I lean over to catch my breath and breathe in for five seconds and blow out for ten. I then grab my boxing gloves and move to my dads desk to get his boxing training gloves.

"Are you allowed to do that?" Finn asks from behind me.

"My dad owns the place, remember?" I say taking a plastic water bottle out of the fridge and drinking from it.

"Oh yeah"

"Catch" I say throwing the defence boxing gloves to Finn. "We'll do sets. Five routines for each person then swap" I say walking into the rink and putting on my gloves.

We decide on a routine and begin. But the more I punch the more I think about, the more I think about the stronger my punches become but I become weaker.

"He slept with me whilst he was dating you"

I feel pain run through my knuckles as my previous cuts open up again.

"You don't even know who he slept with when you found out about his cheating do you?"

"He doesn't like you. He's using you."

"Your a slut for going out with Wolfhard. I hope he's paying good"

Tears blur up my vision and the image of the messages pop up in my mind. My throats restricts and I give out on to my knees and start sobbing.

"Millie, Millie" A pair of strong arms wrap around me and I then remember where I am. But I can't move, I can't stop the tears and I can't physically get up. So instead I stay there and wrap my arms around Finn until I stop my emotional breakdown.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Finn ask whispering into my hair.

"No. Girls are just bitches, I'll get over it." I say standing up and smiling up at him, before walking away.

Finn grabs my hand and pulls my hand back so I'm facing him again. "You know I'm always here for you. And if you ever need to talk about something. I will always be here."

"Thank you Finn"

Sorry it shorts and it's not very good.
Also I think this may be a short story/just a little book. Unless you want me to make it long.
Love you all!!

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