SONG OF THE CHAPTER:
DIET MOUNTAIN DEW
LANA DEL RAY
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(also how old is everyone??)
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ADELINE POV:
Maven was dead.
He was dead. His blood on my hands, I pull myself close to Miles body, shaking as I stare at the scarlet liquid staining my hands, as Miles looks at me emotionlessly.
"Miles.." I manage to mutter out, as he exhaled a trail of smoke as he moves his head to the side, examining me.
"It's your fault anyway, sending him those pictures" he seethes.
"What the fuck?" I question, shoving him away from me.
"Don't act like it's not. The police are on my fucking trail now more than ever because I had to protect you Adeline. Everything we just did was for you." He hisses.
"Fuck you" I exclaim, standing up from his bed, my heart rate echoing around my ears, as I feel tears well.
"There is no we Miles" I mutter. "I fucking killed him. Not you" I shout, feeling my ears ring, as he stands up from the bed.
"Don't shout at me in my own fucking home, Adeline" Miles replies, his eyes narrowed, as he walks towards me. "If I knew you were going to be such a crybaby bitch about this, I would have let him tell for all to hear" he adds
"He only knew about you Adeline, as we discovered. Not me. I was safe" Miles finalises, as I feel my eyes narrow. "Yeah well if you really cared about me you wouldn't treat me like shit right now"
"Me? Not care about you? Are you dense Adeline? What haven't I done for you?" He shouts, moving towards me.
"The police now know that the Prowler has a girlfriend, they know it's somebody in your neighbourhood. They know his killer had a past with him. How long would it be till they caught up? If I didn't have Ronan and Rj destroying every bit of evidence in that house right now"
I fall silent.
"When I caused your accident, it was because I was high and upset, because my own fucking Uncle suggested I let a sex trafficker have you, so we could catch his location, and what did I do? Killed him. For you. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you Adeline? Don't you get it" Miles murmurs, his tone calmer but he still has a bitter look in his eyes.
"Miles. I didn't ask for any of this. If I had never followed you onto the rooftop- never lied to you. Then what would we be?" I question, and he just shrugs, exhaling more smoke.
"I don't give a shit about what could have been, the point is your my girl in this reality, and that's all that matters" Miles replies.
"It doesn't change that Mavens dead. "I finalise, examining his eyes for any hint of remorse, to which I find none. "You really don't give a shit? do you?" I plead, begging him to show me signs of guilt, regret, anything.
Anything.
FLASHBACK
I can remember how Maven looks upon the floor, his blood covering over my hands, staining the floor, and the full wood of his apartment, as blood curdled from his mouth, as his breathing was raspy and shallow.
How he looked at me.
"Adeline. Why could you do this? And why with him?" He manages to choke out, Scarlett liquid trailing down his bottom lip.
"I'm sorry. It was either me or you." I respond.
"He's a monster" he rasps, staring at Miles as he moves closer towards Maven.
"Stupid bitch" Miles mutters, kicking Mavens head to the side, causing his gaze to roll away from mine.
I stare at the bullet wounds in Mavens chest, three clear holes.
How I entered the apartment with a gun, how he begged me not to shoot, how he began to cry, as he pleaded and reasoned with me.
How he promised he wouldn't tell anybody.
But I couldn't believe him.
I wouldn't.
How he collapsed to the floor, holes lining his chest, after he tried to attack me, and remove the gun from my hand, how the three shots weren't enough.
"He's in pain Adeline, let him die" Miles murmurs into my ear, pushing the silver metal of the gun into my hand.
I pick up the gun, and aim it at Mavens forehead, how he shut his eyes, as I pulled the trigger.
How he laid there, his body a mess, destroyed and stained because of me.
END OF FLASHBACK
"You'll get used to killing, mami. Especially now you're with me" Miles concludes.
"I'm going to have to do that shit again?" I question, to which he smirks. "Yeah. If you want to be The prowlers girl. You ain't going to be a whiny bitch about bloodshed or sum?" miles says, to which I shrug.
"Four bullet wounds Miles" I reply.
"Next time make it one." Mike's replies. "The cleaner the better"
I nod my head, to which he smiles.
"See, you're learning."
"What if I don't want to kill anybody again?" I ask, to which he shrugs. "You're going to have to now. People could realise your identity soon, especially now he's dead"
"But we killed him to stop him from talking-" I begin to say, to which Miles flicks his eyes to the side in annoyment.
"Nah, we only slowed the process down. Do you think I'm ever going to be safe? Nah I'm constantly paranoid" Miles mutters
As I look at him desperately, trying to find traces of humanity, due to his lack of remorse towards murder, as Miles gaze freezes upon the window. I follow his gaze to the lights outside.
Purple.
Ronan and RJ were here.
"You really got them to fo out and destroy evidence, while you remained here, with me?" I question, staring at Miles as he grasps ahold of my hand looking at me.
"How many more questions do you have Adeline? Why don't you get it?"
"Get what?" I respond.
"That I love you"
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ANYWAY CHAPTER 2 OF DESTRUCTION OUT ALSO
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ENVY: MILES MORALES 42
Fanfiction"I like girls like you. Girls who think they can act all independent and control themselves.. I like to play with girls like you " Miles retorts, his narrowed eyes meeting mine. "Why's that?" I question, staring back. "Because I like to use them"...
