MILLIE EVANS
a girl who was born and raised in boston, top of her class and started medical school when she was only eighteen but was forced to transfer when her mom gets a new job offer bringing her, her brother and mother to charleston, south caro...
tw:: overdose, opioid and mental illness talked about in this chapter
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LONG STORY SHORT, kyle wasn't visiting, he was staying. it's been a week and still minimal contact between me and anyone in my family. my mom tried to talk to me but she doesn't understand how hard it is to see repetitive behavior from my father. i'm sure he will cheat on her again but he currently has everyone wrapped around his finger. "what are your plans today?" mom asks. she has made us lunch so we could all eat another meal together! "probably nothing" i tell her while i run my hand through my damp hair. "why don't the three of you do something? that could be fun." "i'm all set, i'll find something to do" kyle looks almost disappointed in my answer. i thought i had made it pretty clear i didn't want to have a relationship with him. i was perfectly fine co existing. god knows this house is big enough.
"well, your father and i are going out to dinner so you guys will be on your own. just wanted to put that out there." "are you two really trying to make it work for the fourth time?" i ask mom sighs before looking at me "honey you don't understand it. your father isn't the person he was years ago when he made those mistakes. he promised to never do it again." "right, same thing he said three years ago, and five and eight, its a cycle mom. and if it happens again i might have to pull a kyle and disappear for a few years." "that's enough millie" mom warns. "well, thank you for lunch. i'm gonna go find anything else to do with my day." i stand up grabbing my plate and leaving it in the sink before heading back up to my room. i was doing my hair and putting on makeup when my phone dinged.
madi bowen thursday february 15th 1:49pm
hey, can we talk?
sure, what's going on?
i'll pick you up in a few minutes
okay
this was out of the blue and i was terrified. i had no clue what was going to happen or what we would talk about. the only thing we have in common is grayson. i had put on sweatpants and a sweatshirt, it was raining again so i chose comfort over cuteness. madi had texted me that she was here so i quickly ran downstairs. "i'll be home later" i call out and here a collection of sighs. i see her car in the driveway and slowly make my way to it. this could go one of two ways, i get bitched out and yelled at or we somehow make amends. i'm going with number one.
"hey" i get into the passenger seat and she gives me a small smile before reversing out and she begins driving. we stayed silent for a few minutes and i had started to reconsider my decision to even meet with her. eventually we pulled into the same parking lot i was in lastnight i front of the beach, no words were shared between us.
"what gray and i had, it was weird. but it worked for us, my problem was that i always wanted more than he did and it showed." "im sorry madis-" "don't, im here as a warning." "a warning? to stay away from him? madi im sorry but i dont think he wants anything more with you. i thought he made that clear." "a warning for your own good. like i said the night of the party, if you ever think he wants more with you, he doesn't. it's always about sex with him." "him and i are just frien-" "no you're not. i said the same thing and we were having sex for three years. i don't care if you two are fucking around, that ship has sailed just don't get your hopes up. and definitely don't get attached. he hates that."
