Lies

Chapter 18

Felix

"Felix! What is your problem?" Mila pulls her arm from my grasp. Her eyes wide and her blonde hair is slicked back into the headband she's wearing.

The uniform she wears has been tailored to fit her every curve and her skirt is raised to her mid thigh. Her socks are long and white just stopping at her shins. She's wearing those ridiculous heels that I warned her not to wear. When I first saw Mila I thought she was some sort of slut, but that wasn't the case she was just an annoying rich man's daughter.

"My problem? For fuck sakes Mila, did you hear yourself?" Her eyebrows lower and create a V shape. Her lips are pressed into a firm line as her nostrils flare. She's infuriated.

"I didn't hear anything, but I saw my boyfriend flirting with another girl. No, not just a girl, but the ice queen!" She pushes me and walks over towards the stairs taking that vanilla scent with her.

Before Mila could finish her sentence, I dragged her out of math class. She was going to take a step too far and everyone would've seen how horrible of a person she is. Mila has a tendency to say things without thinking and in those moments people start to judge her. It doesn't excuse what she says, but it could help her understand that some things need to be left unsaid.

"Fucking hell Mila. You always do this. That's another reason why we broke up. God, you're so anal about this shit." She's smoking hot, but sometimes I wonder who really has the issue. After her outburst with Kagami, Mila made me wonder what more she knew.

There was a history between them, I only knew what Mila told me, but I caught myself intrigued to know Kagami's side of things. Even if she's the most heinous human, Kagami does have a heart like myself. Even though she's quite the vicious bitch and no one wants to befriend her I can't help but feel it was Mila's doing.

"Fuck you Felix! At least I didn't have another girl with me a week after we broke up!" Her tears started to fall creating such vibrant blue eyes.

My fingers pinch the bridge of my nose and my eyes squeeze shut. She is exhausting. Our dating started as a deal. A fucking deal! This agreement was made by the devil herself and her blue cerulean eyes stared at me with such a pained stare.

"For the last fucking time Mila, that was my cousin!" The frustration I feel when I'm with her. The anger that implodes and the annoyance I can no longer endure. She infuriates me, but I still made a deal with her.

I follow her down the stairs and pass the courtyard to our usual spot, last year we met in the basement. This cold concrete bunker was the start of it all. We decided that this would be our safe place. When Mila wanted a serious talk this is where we would go. This is how we would communicate and it worked. It worked for a good while. That was until something in her snapped.

As you walk further into the basement it gets darker. The shitty concrete walls are stained with water damage and spider webs decorating the corners. The stairs have some kind of stain that could be red paint. The lighting flickers, but it's bright enough to see down the stairs. Once we reach the bottom there is a hallway that goes down to another room, but we usually just stay in this one.

The floors are cement and there's a janitorial locker On the left hand wall. On the right is a sink for a mop to be rinsed with a few other cleaning supplies. Does the janitor really use this stuff? Mila is pacing back and forth, the anger is glowing in her eyes.

"I don't think you realize how much I love you." She cries as she turns away from me. Love. That word we said so much back then. I just thought it was a better way to say you like someone. I thought it was when they make you smile even when you're angry. I expected it to be more. I hated that it wasn't.