Living Hell

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Miles wakes up and checks his phone. Seeing that it's 9:00 he decides to get up and start the day. He walks past a sleeping Fallon and into the bathroom. He grabs a change of clothes and locks the bathroom door. He turns the shower on, and lets the hot water burn his body. He thinks about how drastically his life has changed in the last couple of weeks.

Back in their room Fallon starts to wake up. She hears the shower running and her heads snaps to the couch. It all makes sense when she notices Mile is missing from his 'bed'. She grabs her phone and opens Netflix. After putting her AirPods in, she starts The 100 to pass time.

After ten minutes she hears the bathroom door open. Subconsciously she looks over, and freezes at the sight. She see's Miles walk out with a towel hanging dangerously low around his waist. Miles walks over to the couch before he feels her staring. Her eyes glued to his toned chest and wash board abs.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were still sleeping." He says casually. He smirks to himself as he notices her looks. Fallon forces her eyes back to her phone as he grabs his outfit for the day before heading back to the bathroom. He walks out five minutes later in his usual all-black attire.

"I'm going to go get ready, then we can talk about what we're doing today." She states grabbing her suitcase before heading into the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror she takes her pajamas off. She catches a glance at her wrist. She itches for the pain she felt. After pulling her razor out, she swipes it across her wrist determined to feel something. Anything.

She gets in the shower and feel satisfied as she sees the red water swirl the drain. She quickly washes herself eager to hear their plans for the day. Fallon steps out and dries herself off.

She quickly steps into her bikini followed by jean shorts and a tank top. She looks at her wrist, suddenly self-conscious. She grabs her black sweater and pulls it on.

She slides the bathroom door open, just in time to hear the end of Miles conversation.

"Ok, let me know when she's out of the hospital." He says making Fallon furrow her brow. He hangs up before he turns around and notices her. His eyes flash with panic.

"So, I was thinking you could just hang out by the pool while I do some work up here." He says quickly, eager to change the subject.

Fallon just nods, her mind still a conversation behind. 'Who's in the hospital?' She asks herself. She knows Miles doesn't have any friends or family. Deciding to drop it, she walks over and unplugs her phone.

"I'm going to head down now." She speaks. He just nods without looking up. For a second, she studies his face. The wrinkles on his forehead from his eyebrows being constantly raised.

She walks down the stairs to the massive backyard and private pool. Deciding to tan she lays in a chair and starts her playlist. She lays her clothes on the ground. She smiles at the feeling of the sun hitting her legs.

The feeling of soaking up the sun. She decides to get some lunch a few hours later. Deciding to try to be a good wife she walks up to Miles.

"Would you like a sandwich or something?" Fallon asks pulling Miles from his work.

"No. I'll be going out for lunch." He answers making Fallon scrunch her face in confusion. He goes back to his work, silently ending the conversation.

"Where are you going?" She asks pushing him.

"Wing street, it's like two minutes away." He scoffs before standing up to presumably leave. Done with Miles and the conversation Fallon goes back down to the kitchen and grabs the meat sandwich she had already made for herself.

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