Glass House [Fem OC x Jordan Riki]

What is wrong with you!

[In this Mila and Jordan had already started dating]

The next morning, Mila got up early to make Jordan some breakfast. She snuck out of the room to the kitchen. Mila was busy cooking the scrambled eggs, when Jordan hugged her.

'Hey Mila' he smiled.

'Hey Jordy' she smiled in response.

Jordan hugged her and held his arms around her.

'You feeling better?' he nudged her.

'Much better, thanks' the māori girl smiled.

Jordan and Mila just stood there in each other's arms for a while, until Mila realized she still had eggs on the pan. She fortunately salvaged the eggs and the two ate across from each other at the dining table.

'What do you have on today?' Mila questioned curiously.

'Me and the boys were just gonna gets some drinks later tonight but otherwise I'm free,' he smiled at her warmly.

'Why do you wanna hang out?' Jordan said grinning from ear to ear.

'Why wouldn't I want to hang out?' Mila smirks as she devours the food on her plate.

'True that, so what should we do?' He questions, his eyebrows wiggling in thought (but also to be funny).

Mila giggled at the man's silly antics and got up to take his plate.

'How about ice cream?' The girl smiled and winked.

'Okay!' Jordan said over enthusiastically.

Mila smiled at his childish ways, and took the dishes to clean them up. Jordan followed her like a lost puppy, he wouldn't have been 5 meters away from her. While she washed the dishes Jordan was leaning against the bench beside her. Every once in a while she'd look at him only to see him staring into her eyes. After she finished cleaning she pestered Jordan into he shower to wash away all him swaety grime. Whilst Jordan was in the shower she cleaned as much of the house as she could. When he came back out it was her turn, she trekked into the shower, towel, flannel and soap in hand. She got in the shower, instantly feeling relieved by the warm water trickling down her body gracefully. She sung beautifully the entire time, until her skin began to wrinkle indicating time to get out. She changed into a lovely sundress, it was covered in scattered sun flowers and small gold polka dots, with a lovely frill at the bottom. She walked out looking like a supermodel as she gathered her belongings, Jordan was sitting among the couch.

'You ready to go Jords' she said in a excited voice.

Jordan nodded eagerly as Mila ushered him out the door. The two walked to Jordan's car and got in.

'Where to, Mils?' He said playfully.

'Carolina parlor,' she grinned happily.

Jordan nodded as the exited the buildings carparks. The two arrived at the parlor and while Mila went to reserve a seat, Jordan went to order the ice creams. Mila sat alone at the booth for quite a while, she wondered where he was when he came around the corner two chocolate ice creams in hand covered in chocolate sauce and sprinkles. Mila chuckled and grabbed her instantly licking the rim to stop it from dripping.

'My God Jordan, you really know your ice cream toppings!' Mila teased.

'What can I say, I have a knack for sweet treats,' the two giggled in unison.

The couple spent a lovely day together, whether it was eating ice cream, going through shops or even just staying at home watching movies, they had fun throughout all. After a long day of shopping, stomachaches and horror movies, they arrived home.

'Okay Mils, I'm going out with the boys now, call me if you need anything!' He called our from the door.

Mila came tumbling down the stairs towards him.

'Woah woah what happened!' Jordan said joking.

Mila smirked and kissed his cheek.

'Have fun! And font get in trouble!' She called out the door as Jordan walked out.

A few hours pass, and Mila is getting worried, Jordan was supposed to be home half an hour ago. She thinks about it more eventually deciding 'he's a grown man he can take care of himself,' although she was still skeptical. A bit later her phone blows up with notifications, from Tiktok, Instagram, Twitter. She opened one of them to see a photo along with a video of Jordan and some Blonde Chick kissing. Her blood boiled and rage filled her. 'How could he!' She thought angrily. She suddenly heard the sound of the  look clicking and the door opening, she turned her head to a drunken Jordan standing at the door.

'Hey Mils!' He slurred kissing her roughly.

She shoved him away, he flinched and reached out to her.

'Babe?' He said with worry.

'How could you!' She finally screamed, all her anger built up into a few words.

'I- I didn't mean to my love,' he stutters sheepishly.

Mila was now crying angry tears as she continued screaming at Jordan who kept trying to explain but kept getting cut off. All of a sudden Mila burst (worse then ever before) she threw a nearby object towards him and started packing a bag instantly.

'Baby please,' he said pleadfully while dodging the objects flying towards him.

'Don't baby me! And no! I'll be staying at a hotel for a while!' She yelled, red still blinding her.

She rushed out the door Jordan following close behind, but when she got in an Uber he had no choice but to deal with it. He left back inside and sat on the couch contemplating what he had and how it affected her. He felt so guilty and horrible, but in her eyes it was already too late. he fell asleep, tears filling his eyes as he thought of how much he hurt the person he loved most, though he didn't get much sleep at all. However Mila got no sleep, thinking of the excruciating pain Jordan had caused. They both knew their relationship wouldn't be the same.