An entrie for #DZFFA
Keep Your Mouth Shut. Hm, what is it about?
Meg and her parents are friends with Milo's mom. They met when they were kids, but then something happened. Meg nor Milo know what happened between their parents'. Milo moved away wit...
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____________________________________ (Narrator *me*) Meg was at her house. When she arrived, she didn't say a word. She kept her mouth shut. That's what her mom taught her to do, and that's what Meg was going to do. She wasn't going to her mother about Milo.
"Hey, sweetie." Her mom greeted, she entered Meg's room.
"Hi, mom." Meg looked up at her.
"Where were you yesterday?" Meg's mother asked.
"What do you mean?" Meg's eyebrows furrowed.
"You weren't here." Meg's mom explained.
"Oh!" Meg snapped her fingers.
"I was at a friend's house."
Meg's mother nodded. "You haven't talked to Milo, haven't you?"
"I think I 'totally' forgot about him." Meg made quotation marks with her fingers.
"Oh, well. . . That's good." Meg's mom gave her a small smile.
"Yeah." Meg smiled back.
"Did something happen?" Meg's mother looked at Meg, suspiciously.
"No, everything is alright. Like always." Meg laughed nervously.
"You sure?" Meg's mom gave Meg a look.
"Yes, mother." Meg nodded, she tried not to sound nervous.
"Well, I'll see you later. Okay?" Meg's mother stood up.
"Okay, mom." Meg gave her mother a small wave.
When Meg's mom left, Meg let out a breath. That was close, Meg thought. She couldn't lie to her mother anymore, Meg knew that her mom would get angry with Milo. . . But it wasn't his fault. Their relationship had broke down into pieces, people wanted that. Milo and Meg didn't.
Forget about him, Meg thought.
Meg was too focused on her thoughts, she didn't even notice that Peyton was beside her. He had his arms wrapped around her, he kissed Meg's forehead.
"Hi, gorgeous. Where were you?" Peyton separated from Meg.
"Somewhere." Meg shrugged, not answering the question.
"I get it, you don't want to talk about it." Peyton looked down at his hands.
"No, it's just. . . I've been through so much things. I don't want to talk about it, I hope you understand." Meg took Peyton's hands in hers.
"Of course, I understand." Peyton answered.
Meg sighed, her head hang low. She bit her lip and looked at Peyton. "Milo broke up with me. . ."
