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N O T I C E : This book includes detailed themes surrounding violence, sex, suicide, abuse, sexual harassment, alcohol, drugs and blood—all are graphically depicted in this story.
                          
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Y/N FROZE AT THE sounds of the knocks that sounded more amplified in her mind than they really were. 
                          
Finn was back from wherever he disappears to during the mornings, and he was standing at her front door. 
  It was the guy that tricked her into falling for him, the guy that scared her best friend away, and the guy that murdered her cat just to be closer to her. 
                          
But it was also the guy she fell in love with at her own fault, the guy that she lost her virginity to, and coincidently the guy that impregnated her with his child during her first time. 
                          
What kind of a messed up relationship did she have going on? 
                          
The knowledge of a tiny baby growing inside of her made Y/N feel warm inside as she placed a hand to her lower abdomen. It was strange. 
                          
And then her reality was suddenly snapped back into existence by Millie's hand snatching the test to hide it under the sink in Y/N's bathroom behind a box of pads. 
                          
"I can't do this.." Y/N breathed, her eyes widened as she watched as Millie began walking out of the bathroom to guide Y/N to the front door. 
                          
"Who is it?" Millie asked her in a whisper since they were now in the living room. 
                          
Y/N gulped, "It's Finn." 
                          
Millie's face drained itself of its color. She realized that she wasn't even supposed to be seen with Y/N, no less tell her of all her boyfriend's creepy faults. 
                          
"Shit, shit, shit, shit." Millie panicked, looking for a way out other than the front door. 
  She scurried to look out the back door, but she wouldn't be able to get out unseen unless Y/N distracted Finn. 
                          
"Go out the back way, I'll take care of Finn." 
Y/N assured, seeing her best friend's worried look as she nodded understandingly before scurrying to the back door and outside to wait. 
                          
Y/N took a deep breath to compose herself as if she didn't just find out that her boyfriend was a psychopathic murderer who is the father of her unborn child. Jesus Christ..
                          
Y/N placed her shaking hand on the lock to unlock the doorknob of her front door to twist and open it, revealing her tall and exhausted looking boyfriend in his usual black hoodie and ripped black jeans with a bag of food in his hand. 
                          
"Hey." Finn smiled, rubbing his eyes tiredly as he stood in the doorway, blocking the sun from hitting Y/N as she peeked over his shoulder. 
                          
She could see Millie silently walking around the house to then reach her front lawn, not looking in front of her as she watched Finn carefully to make sure he wasn't looking.
                          
"H-Hi," Y/N attempted at smiling back, but her eyes were focused on Millie's attempts of getting away unseen.
                          
"What's wrong?" He asked with concern, leaning in to brush his hand along Y/N's cheek lovingly, only it didn't feel very comforting to her.