In The Garden (Miles Fairchild x reader)

Chapter Fifteen

Fuck.

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"Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret."

-Ambrose Bierce

Y/N walked downstairs to grab some food from the kitchen, to eat breakfast before she started working.
She stepped down the creaky floor boards, causing everyone to look over at her.
She could see the pity that covered Kate's face.
Y/N kept her head down, attempting to avoid any eye contact... specifically from Miles...

"Morning, Y/N. How you feeling'?" Kate asked with a sorrowful tone
"What happe-" Ms. Grose quickly stopped Flora from talking
"How about you go get dressed? It's nearly noon, and you still wear your nightwear?!"
Flora rapidly got up, and ran up the steps to get her day clothes on
"What would you like to eat, dear?" Asked Ms. Grose
"Some of the waffles you had made would be fine, thanks." Y/N replied quietly

Y/N took a seat at the small table, across from Miles.
She didn't feel like talking, looking, or engaging in anyway with him.
Miles sighed loudly
"I hate mornings..." he said aloud
"That's nice, I don't remember asking." Y/N said with a smile, maybe bullying was an exception
"Oh fuck off."
"MILES! You can not talk with that kind of language!" Kate yelled.
Miles rolled his eyes
"Go cry about it, it wouldn't be the first." Miles snapped back
"You lack any sort of manners." Kate spit out
"Kate, I do mot appreciate the tone you are using to talk to Miles. He's not your son, and will not be treated as such." Ms.Grose said informed Kate.

Ms. Grose placed the plate of Waffles in front of Y/N.
In all honesty, Y/N didn't like waffles one bit. They made her sick, but she hated being trouble.

"Oh- and Ms. Y/L/N, I was talking to your father... he informed me that there would be no ceremony held." Ms. Grose said walking off

Y/N felt like eyes were on her once again, so she quickly stood from the table, and left the kitchen to go outside.

'No ceremony?'
Y/N pondered, while walking to the garden to start her work
'No fucking ceremony?!'
Y/N started pulling weeds
'Of course that selfish asshole didn't organize any ceremony'
Y/N angrily continued her work
'It's not fucking fair'
Y/N could start to feel the warm tears falling onto her cheeks
'It's never fucking fair'
Her whole body felt tense, she needed to break something.
'I fucking hate him'
Y/N bit her tongue to stop herself from making any kind of whimper
'I wish he fucking died'
'I fucking hate that son of a bitch'
'I always fucking hated him'
'I hope he fucking kills himself'
'I hope he gets stabbed in the fucking throat a million fucking times'
'I wish he'd just-'
Y/N's thoughts were interrupted

"Hey! You okay?" Miles asked.
She didn't want him near. She knew he was using her vulnerability
"Yeah, Miles. I'm fine. So how bout you go fuck off."
"Geez. Cool it. I'm just trying to help."
"Well you're the worst help I've ever seen in my life. Why don't you just go off and annoy Kate, huh? Why don't you stop trying to mess with me? You know it really fucking sucks, right?" Y/N ranted
"Hey, calm down. I'm not here to mess with you." Miles said, leaning closer to Y/N's face, but Y/N was quick to push him off her
"Wanna know something funny? My mom just died, and the first thing you tried and do was fuck me. Yeah. You tried to fuck me. Do you not realize how fucked up that is? You were purposely using my weakness and innocents to get into my pants... you're such a dirt bag. Go jerk off to some rapist or some shit." Y/N said, now standing above Miles
"Y/N, I promise I never meant to use you. I don't know how to do this shit. I don't know how to make people feel better... I- I just thought that's what you wanted. It's not like ended up doing anything! For fucks sake, I ended up having some break down. So don't try, try and blame me." Miles defends
"Oh wow. The pity I feel. The complete sadness my heart feels for you." Y/N replied sarcastically
"Yeah. Because you're all perfect. You act like everyone is somehow under you. Somehow you're so much better... well guess what, you're not. Just because your mom died, doesn't make you special. I'm soooo sorry I'm not down on my fucking knees, praying for your health... I'm sorry I don't give a flying shit that your mom died. FOR GODS SAKE, I don't care if your entire family gets killed. I'm fucking hoping they do! Maybe then you'll learn to shut the fuck up." Miles snapped.

Yup. Miles was once again back to his old habits, and Y/N knew they would come up one way or another.

"You're an asshole." Y/N said crying.
Miles rolled his eyes, and walked off.

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