My Savior 🔞 ( Part One )

First call

It's been almost  two weeks since I got Miles back. Everything seemed normal, but nothing actually was . My father was mad at me, we didn't talk at all. The tension between us was touchable. Mom tried to convince me to listen to my father and let go of Miles. No chance. He's mine.
Since I didn't have to go to school anymore, I was hanging around. I was outside with a coffee and a book. Miles kept me in company. Although he was silent, writing something, probably planning our next days.
"I want to leave.. this sucks. I hate it here more than ever"
He didn't even peek up. Fine then..
I continued reading but I kept losing focus. Had to reread sentences over and over.  Then out of nowhere..an unknown number called
"Hello?"
"Well hello, it's me, Hector"
I growled. Miles finally looked at me. I assume he saw my annoyance
"How do you know my number ? What do you want now? You said you want to see Miles at every..."
"Yeah, chill. It's not about him"
Really? Not like he answered my question. I bet he called my father and asked him my number. Bastard.
"What do you want?"
"Do you want the plain or the complex answer ?"
I wanted none. I wanted peace. I wanted to be far from every single one of them. I wanted to cut this call and leave somewhere , together with the man I loved. But I was in Hector's hand... I had to obey, I had to do what he was saying .
"Whatever you want just make it quick"
"Aw, why? You have tons of things to do? Work ? Studying? I'd hate to bother"
He was fucking mocking me. He knew I was unemployed and wasn't studying anymore. Son of a bitch.
"Cut the shit. What do you want now?"
"Very rude and impatient .  I called you to meet me "
Meet him...? It's a trap, isn't it? Or I'm just being paranoid. I put the phone on speaker. I wanted Miles to hear and give me silent advice.
"And why should I meet you? It's not time to check on Miles. What else would you want?"
"I don't even want Miles with you. Only you. In two hours. At my office"
I was wondering. I doubt we have done anything bad. We even avoided touching each other so this dude won't be pain in my ass. Creep. He wants me without Miles. I was now sure it's a damn trap.
"I'm not leaving anywhere without him. I bet you want to lure me out so my dad turns him off and takes him away!"
"Do you notice that it makes no sense? I gave my permission to keep him for now. Your father can't touch him. And if you have forgotten, he's mine. I can turn him off if I want. Right now as well"
I started to feel nervous. He can't! He shouldn't! He's blackmailing me??
"Say what you want then!"
Miles signed me to calm down. How? I don't trust this man. The most evil person with no heart !
"Meet me. In two hours. If not I really do turn Miles off and you won't be able to turn him back again"
He cut the call and I was now panicking. Why can I not have some peace?? He only allowed so short time with Miles.. why did he want to ruin it now? Can he be more of a jerk than he is already?
"Will, just go, alright? I'll be fine. I'll be here and wait patiently. Hector won't do bad. He's not like the way you think he is. I promise."
"But I just want to spend as much time with you as I can. Our time is limited.. and I haven't figured out yet how to make it permanent. I don't work, father isn't giving me money anymore. Why would he? I don't have anything to offer him.."
I wanted to fucking cry. I'm reaching that point. Everyone just wants me to have a breakdown..
Miles gently hugged me. He knew it'd work. It always does .
"You'll be fine . He's not bad. Trust me please. Go and talk to him. Things will be okay "
I didn't feel this way. Miles was very much optimistic.. I went to have a quick shower and changed. I wasn't ready to see his stupid face . Not now or ever. And I had to go alone. Even more reason for my anxiety to show up again.
I was on my way go Hector's office , wondering about the things he'd want. Miles says he's a good person. My ass.. he's a big piece of shit. Ruining my fucking life.
At this point I think, military wasn't a bad option at all. If I die, I die..
Unlike last time when we were here, now the building was full of people. They all seemed busy and rich. Who knows who cares.
I headed to the secretary. Should I say she wasn't a fan of mine either? Once she noticed me , she put a grimace on and took the phone. I couldn't even say hello , not like she appeared to care.
"Yes, yes he's here. Should I send him to your office? Mm..yes. alright Mr Santos"
I actually assumed she'd tell me to go to Hector right away. Since he urged me..
"Mr Santos said, you have to wait here. He'll come and tell you  what he wants when he's done"
"But he asked me to come here quick. I'm here so what's so important now that it can't wait?"
"Son, you think so highly about yourself . You're probably the least important person in his or anyone's life. Now sit down"
What a sweet lady , huh. Whatever. I found a less busy corner and sat down. I waited some. Then some more.
..and more..
I kept checking my phone. Ridiculous.
"Bitch. I've been here for almost a hour now. I should just leave"
Yeah. I should. Just tell his secretary that you have better things to do.
Although... he'll ask what was so important when I literally don't do anything. My patience was wearing thin. I was on my phone and deep in my thoughts. I wanted to be anywhere else. Someone coughed. Idiot. If you're sick, stay at home..
Again. I looked up to see who's this godforsaken moron. I was right. The main moron himself. He was standing in front of me, rolled his eyes as if I was the one who made him wait.
"Good you decided to come"
"GoOd YoU dEcIdEd To CoMe"
I mocked him now.  I don't give a fuck about who he is. No one makes me wait. If he though he was worth my time, he's wrong.
"Drop that attitude. Something urgent came up. It's not like I wanted you to sit here and die in boredom"
"I don't actually care. Tell me what you want and I can be gone. Don't think you're so important that I was dying to come here"
He definitely hated the way I spoke. Good. If there was someone who I hated then *Hector Santos* was that person.
Fucking pompous and arrogant. Thinks he's someone and can't act however he wants. I'm not his slave or pet. Bastard
"You are full of yourself and you're a little spoiled kid. I literally have many things better to do. You're here because *YOU* want something . Be happy I'm up to make deals"
As much as I hate this whole situation, there was nothing better I could do. I had to behave. But I didn't give up to be a walking migraine for him.
"Fine..."
"Lovely. Now come. We have some business in my office"