Chosen // Niley [COMPLETED]

51. Scene

Edited - June 27th, 2016

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MILEY'S POV

I was living a fucking nightmare. With Stan on top of my naked body, it didn't even click my mind that something like this would happen. Oh God. Now that I think of it, how am I gonna explain this to her? At such a young age, she doesn't need to learn about sex. She won't.

Grabbing my clothes, I wore them all along the hallway, running after Niley, or wherever she went. It was dark and I didn't know where she was.

"Niley!" I called out for her. No answer. Just silence. Was she hiding from her own mother now?

"Baby, let me explain?" I said, apologetically.

I heard footsteps behind me and as I turned around, I saw Stan.

"You almost scared me," I say.

"Sorry," he says and pecks my lips, "let's go find her."

We turned on the lights of the whole house. The whole god damned mansion. But I couldn't find a seven year-old girl.

It was 2 a.m. and I was exhausted. Stopping me just when I reached my climax and then the adrenaline rush... It was weighing on me.

"Please, Niles, come out," I called out one last time and my body sagged onto the chair in an empty room.

It was a beautiful room and... Then when I saw it... I screamed. On the inside.

On the outside, I didn't have to. Because it was evident on my face. This was too much. Life's a bitch, so I've heard. But this...

I pulled at my hair as I see a framed picture of Selena and Stan kissing.

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NILEY'S POV

It was strange. Strange that I was terrified. It was a disgusting scene. It was rather embarrassing but scary? No. So, why was I hiding in a closet with brooms all around me?

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MILEY'S POV

Amidst of all the happiness I felt with Stan, this was quite unacceptable. I had told him about Selena but it didn't seem like it clicked anything in his mind.

"Stan, I... Need to ask you something," I tell Stan at the dining table in the morning.

"Yeah, go ahead, love," he says and smiles. But a worried look takes over when he sees my serious face, "What's wrong?"

"When were you going to tell me?"

"Tell you what?" A confused look on his face.

"Selena and you," I say and look at him.

Stan was left speechless. He just stared at me with an expressionless face.

"Say something, Stan," I pressurise him.

"Miles, why does it matter to you?"

Because...

Yeah, why did it matter to me? It wasn't like Stan was cheating on me with Selena or anything. It was the past. It should remain there.

Sighing, I got up from my chair. Moving to the balcony, I leaned onto the railing and looked at the beauty of California.

A large pair of hands grab my waist from behind and I realize that it's Stan. He keeps his his chin on my shoulder and place a kiss on the side of my neck, whispering into my ear, "It's okay."

And then the balcony door opens and we both turn around. With dishevelled hair and dirty clothes, Niley calls out to me, "Mom?"

I purse my lips and she runs and grabs my waist, hugging me and crying.

"Shh, baby, it's okay," I say and lift her up in my arms.

"Mommy, I'm terribly sorry. I am," Niley says between sobs.

"No, it's okay. I'm sorry. Let's get you home and all cleaned up," I announce.

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That picture still bothered me. It shouldn't but it does. And I don't know why.

With these thoughts, I drifted off to sleep.

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New plan for ya'll in the next chapter. It'll throw you off. ✌

-singhoff 🌟