Break up scene with Finn Wolfhard
Warnings: Breakup scene, emotional tension, angst, talks about crying, self-doubt about the breakup. ( can’t think of anything else. )
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I slam the door in his face and lock it. I know I’m being petty. He has the keys. He can easily open it. Still, for a second, the house is quiet. Just me and the door that’s blocking Finn from entering. Trying to prevent what I know is the right thing.
“Open the door before I do it myself.”
His voice shakes. In a way, he also knows what’s going to happen. What has been happening for months.
“No,” I say as I walk into our bedroom.
My hands are shaking a little. I hate that they are. I start pulling random things off the dresser, pretending I’m looking for something, even though I have no idea what. Anything to keep moving.
A few seconds pass. Maybe a minute before I hear the keys.
I put my head against the dresser for just a few seconds before facing the inevitable.
A few minutes later he’s standing in the doorway of our bedroom, looking at me with sadness in his eyes.
“What’s going on with you?” he asks. “What’s going on with us?”
I let out a laugh in a sad attempt to cover my sob.
“We haven’t been fine for months, Finn.” I wipe my face as fast as I can to prevent any more tears.
“Then talk to me. Because locking me out isn’t what we do. Since when have we done that, Y/N?” he begs.
I almost tell him. That the filming, traveling, and all the distance that has grown between us has shown that we slowly stopped being ourselves with each other. But the words can’t come out. I know what needs to be done, but I don’t think I’m strong enough. Saying them out loud will only make them more real.
He’s looking at me, and I know he’s starting to understand what’s happening. His face slowly changes.
“No,” he says quietly, shaking his head. “Don’t.”
“Don’t say it,” he interrupts, his voice breaking mid-sentence. “Because if you say it, then it’s real. Please don’t say it.”
I feel more tears leaking. It’s already real, I want to say, but I can’t.
“You have to admit to yourself that it’s been over for a while. We stopped caring, Finn. At some point we put everything into our work that we stopped being Finn and Y/N. It’s time to open the blinds and see the truth.”
He shakes his head in disbelief, sadness in his eyes. “So this is it?” he asks quietly.
My throat feels dry and itchy, and I need to get away. I need to think. I need to feel like I’m not making the biggest mistake of my life.
“I never stopped caring, Y/N.” He’s standing right in front of me now, and I don’t know how much longer I can fight it. The truth is that we did stop putting in the effort.
“Maybe not,” I whisper. The space between us feels too delicate for voices louder than a whisper.
I turn around and open the blinds, looking out at the scene in front of me.
“But we stopped choosing each other.”
I walk toward the bed and grab my jacket before going back to him.
“I hope one day we can choose each other again. With everything in me, Finn. I hope we get our happy ending together where we light each other up again and get lost in the madness. But we’ve pushed each other to our limits,” I say with sadness in my voice.
I smile at him with red, burning eyes before hugging him.
“I love you enough to know this is the right decision for both of us. If we wait any longer, I know you’ll start to resent me, and I can’t live knowing you resent me, Finn. I’ll be staying at Millie’s or Sadie’s before coming back to pack.”
His arms stay locked around me as he exhales.
“I really hope you’re right,” he whispers into my ear. I can hear the tears in his voice, and it’s breaking me. “About us finding our way back someday.”
I give him a watery smile before leaving, hoping I didn’t just make the biggest mistake of my life.
