(✓) ii.| 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝.

[ 006 ] 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐌𝐄

—❏༄☁︎★❅◌☼✯—

LEXIE MADE A SLIGHT GASP AT HIS HATEFUL STATEMENT—-that was his plan all along, to hurt her?

"you're that fucking butthurt?!" she angrily shouts at his disgusting statement,

his grip on her wrists never faltered as he continued to grip onto her harshly,

"have the person you love lie straight to your face and tell you they love you and when you finally get enough strength to ask them out they tell you they never loved you to begin with!" he shouts sounding heartbroken.

lexie's heart dropped, the deal.

she figured it was time to come clean—-it had been two years, almost three—-rob got what he wanted.

his grip on her wrists lessened as he finally let go,

"...after e-everything we did..." he continued as he started backing away from her,

"m-miles-" she begins with soft eyes but miles cut her off,

"no! don't give me that fucking look! like you didn't do anything wrong-" he cuts her off,

"b-but miles-" she tried speaking, but he continued cutting her off,

"—-you broke my heart! you made me hurt more than anyone else could make me!" he continues talking over her,

"if you just let me ex-" she tried saying but once again... was cut off,

"FUCK! STOP WITH THAT SHIT!" he angrily bursted, causing her to flinch slightly on the bed.

she stayed silent,

"we are not ANYTHING, we aren't friends, NOTHING! you fucked up... you bought from me, and now, you're gonna suffer..." he said before making his way to the door,

"w-whats that supposed to mean?" she softly asks, in a humble yet terrified tone of voice,

"you'll figure it out soon, sweetheart" he said with a wink before he left the room——slamming the door harshly as it echoed.

she flinched at the loud noise.

her small body collapsed on his bed, tears welled up in her eyes as she stared up at the ceiling.

she crawled up in a ball—-sobbing her heart out.

—☪︎☁︎❅☆༄❏☀︎◌—

"how's work been?" emily softly asks as she sat at her desk,

miles threw a stress ball up and down as he laid on her bed,

"it's been whatever" he answers in a monotone voice.

"whatever?! you're twenty years old and you own one of the largest business empires in the world!" she says with a smile on her face as she stood up and walked over to her bed.

"it's just stressful..." he says as he continued to throw the ball up and down—-she laid beside him.

"how stressful?"