DESTROYED《 ☆ Miles E42 x reader ☆ 》

Now

I knock on the door waiting patiently for it to open while i stand on the doorstep of the house. I sway back and forth scanning the plants at the sides i never noticed before.

The sound of the door opening excites me when i spring in my stance. The door opens to reveal hazel eyes and without thinking my hand flys to punch the bastard straight in the face.

He crashed back hitting the floor a good few feet away from me as i stare down at him from the floor holding his nose. Bleeding nose, shirtless and grey sweatpants, something i never expected enjoying the sight of.

Why'd he look hot no matter what?

I kneel down to him on the floor with dangerous distance between our faces, grabbing hold of his hair in hand but with remembering yesterday's events. Fuck too close for comfort.

"I think your nose is bleed" he glares at me with fire that i so love to see.

"I was just about to come get you"

"Save me the bullshit and clean up your mess" i point to the blood splattered next to him. Walking past him and towards my room.

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The flight back was nothing but torture. Instead of my seat next to Miles, some random woman sat next to me. Miles with his mother who a sulk that we were leaving because she'd claimed not remembering her last night as a do-over. When I'd turn to face her I'd always catch the eye of Miles in the corner of my eyes. And if I were any wrong a small ghost of a smirk was sat on his lips while my face and heart would just burn for two completely different reasons.

Arriving at the airport, and driving to my house first to drop me off while I spoke to Rio who told me all about her experience in Puerto Rico after such a long time being gone. She thanks me for coming and sends me off with a hug and basket of foods and cakes. Miles doesn't even acknowledge me.

I step into my house and smell the air. Dust.
As I left the house, it remains as is. Untouched. Unmoved. Unloved.

At times it makes me miss my mom's presence in the house but things aren't as is. And I'm not sure how much time I have left with her while she's out enjoying the rest of her life to the fullest.

Cancer papers flash in mind which trail a shiver down my spine but i ignore it.

Things will get better.....

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As if life had nothing better to do but fuck with me I'd been held busy for a good week now. Assessment, suprise tests, and so on. The work load is just been filling up for some long i almost couldn't keep up along with my Spider-Woman duties I'd started randomly forgetting the most important quote of my new life now.

"With great power comes great responsibility"

I lost the life of 2 amazing young kids just yesterday in a fight i wasn't prepared for because my mind was all over the place with when Abraham Lincoln become president. That wasn't even what i was supposed to be studying and yet because of my lack of focus and concentration I lose them.

I was badly injured i stayed at home for 2 weeks and in those weeks it hadn't been the best for my friends.

Nora's car broke down.

Blair has been so sick lately.

Aiko and her mom are at it again with their fights which then turn into our sleepovers because she can't stand staying there.