Third Person POV
"I'm back!" No response.
"I got you something to eat!" No response.
He places the groceries down on the counter and stalk towards the bedroom.
"If she ran away I swear to God..."
He slowly open the door to see her sitting on her legs in the middle of the bed, staring out at the view.
He takes a deep breath in relief that she's still here.
"Don't scare me like that." Milo scolds as she looks over her shoulder at him.
"Sorry."
"What are you thinking about?" He asks, sitting next to her on the bed.
"I- nothing."
"Doesn't seem like it." He kisses her exposed shoulder.
"I don't want to make you angry."
The blue eyed boy pauses for a moment and looks at her nervous face.
"Tell me."
"I was just wondering what my mom thinks happened to me."
He bites his tongue at her words.
"I don't know."
"Yeah, me either." She sighs before resting her head on his shoulder.
"Let's get your mind off of her."
"How?"
"I could think of a few ways." He pulls her small body into his lap and inhales her sweet perfume.
"I don't want sex right now." She whines.
"Why not?" Milo's jaw locks in frustration.
"You're hurting me." She squirms in his lap.
He didn't even realize his grip had gotten tighter on her hips.
"What's wrong, you don't like it rough?" He teases, tightly gripping her thigh.
"N-no." Her eyes start tearing up.
"Fine." He finally let go and she crawls out of his lap.
"You're so mean to me."
"Suck it up, if I'm so mean why am I taking you to all these beautiful places?" She stays silent. "That's what I thought." He smiles and walks out of the room.
"Put on something cute while I make us lunch."
"Why?"
"Because I said so."
"Okay."
"It'll all be worth it in the end, I just know it." He whispers to himself.
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Berserk
Novela Juvenilber·serk adjective out of control with anger or excitement; wild or frenzied. /// (This book is a sequel to Unorthodox) Amelia starts to realize her new start at life comes at a price. New characters, secrets, and of course complications. /// "Naive...
