This story uses the she/her pronouns cause it is a little easier for me.
Warnings: death, cussing, blood, abuse, drinking, bullying, suicide
I open Miles' door and I go over to his bed.
"heyyy" I tap his forehead.
"die." He turns to his other side.
"ouch Miles and to have thought I got you coffee this morning" I sit on his bed.
"oh where"
"the kitchen"
"die."
"I'm going to drink your coffee"
"you can't"
"why"
"you can't leave"
"what-" He turns around grabs me.
"mean Miles! let me go!"
"no" I try and sit up but I fall back down.
"Miles!"
"Miles, y/n" We both sit up and look at Quint.
"Mrs Grose says it's time for breakfast"
"okay thanks Quint I still have to pull up Miles from his death chamber"
"plah" He sticks his tongue out at me.
"plah" I do the same.
"y/n can you go so I can talk to Miles"
"but Quint I always talk with Miles before we go into the kitchen"
"now!" I shoot up and run out.
"good morning Mrs Grose"
"good morning y/n" She places a plate of food in front of me and Flora.
"where's Miles don't you usually wake him up" Mrs Grose wipes her hands with a towel.
"I did Quint is talking with him" I stand up and take Miles' coffee.
"oh" She sighs and starts washing dishes.
"you know Mrs Grose I could wash dishes whenever"
"nonsense y/n that's what I'm here for"
"no, well not to me"
"that is very nice y/n but you shouldn't have to worry about this until you have a family of your own unless I work for you"
"Mrs Grose if I ask you to live with me when I'm a adult it's not going to be for you to work for me"
"alright y/n" Miles comes in and sits by his plate.
"y/n Miles can we play a game today" Flora smiles at us.
"yeah" I say and Miles takes his coffee from me.
"sure" Quint clears his throat.
"sorry I actually I can't Flora"
"oh it's ok Miles"
"Flora me and you can play Ms Susie after breakfast and after we get dressed"
"ok n/n"
We continue eating and me and Flora rush to my room cause she always likes seeing what clothes I wear before I wear them. Miles always dressed in black and dark clothes I never did. I pull out a lavender dress and a pearl necklace I had gotten a couple months earlier.
"you look pretty y/n" I continue brushing Flora's hair while she makes a rubber band bracelet.
"thank you Flora you look pretty as well" She giggles.
