m i l l i e
I woke up to the sound of my alarm as I would everyday but today it was set much earlier as I'd gotten a reply back from Mr Blake, it went along the lines of ;
Millie,
Yeah could you meet me in my class at 6:30 am please?
Mr B.
So that's what I was doing, it was currently 5:38 right now so I grabbed a towel and went to take a shower.
Around 5:51 I emerged from the shower dressed in my "no tears left to cry" grey Crewneck sweater which was, of course Arianas merch. Along with that I was wearing my ordinary black legends. I grabbed my makeup bag, products and hair brush and walked back into the bathroom.
Now I know I said I don't really make an effort with makeup anymore at school but this was for different purposes.
I prepped my face with my cream like I always would but pulled out a bottle of extra coverage foundation and squirted it in all the areas of my face I had bruises. I then picked up my beauty blender blending it together. And a while later it looked as if Nobody layed a hand on me.
Even though I trusted Mr Blake, I just didn't know how to break to him about what happened, and he seemed worried already. I didn't want to stress him out anymore than he already was.
I brushed out my rough curly hair and pinned it up in a messy bun leaving bits hanging down, then put on my glasses. I sprayed myself with my signature perfume as I took a final glance in the mirror before walking out to my bed.
I pulled out my everyday boots from under the bed and pulled them on, then grabbed my keys and phone quietly walking over to Emily. I gently nudged her as she shifted in her bed, "Emily?" I whispered in her ear.
"hm" she groggily let out.
"hey Em, sorry to wake you up. Just wanted to let you know I'm going to see Mr Blake, I'll be back soon. Nigh- err..morning?" I whispered.
"mhm, okay" Emily said before falling asleep again. I exited the room and headed for Mr Blake's class.
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As I walked out into the outdoors I was instantly met with poring rain, "shit" I cursed under my breath. I wanted to go back and grab a coat but I didn't bother. I shielded my forehead with my hand praying my makeup didn't smudge.I walked up the final flight of stairs before I reached the door of Mr Blake's class, "room 25", at least it wasn't on the top floor. I knocked on the door and patiently waited and a couple moments later the door was opened by a very sleep deprived looking History teacher.
He flashed me a sleepy smile and gestured for me to come inside. I stepped in and closed the door behind me and then looked at Mr Blake. "Mr Blake..did you not sleep last night?" I asked staring at him.
"oh, well umm...not really no" he replied hesitatingly.
"why?" I let out, poor him. He looked a state.
"Well, if I'm honest I was up all night thinking about you, eh. Listen my classes don't start till 2 today, so I wanted to take you to mine so we could just catch up" he said piling up a bunch of folders.
"Oh sure" I said I said scratching the back of my head.
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Half an hour later I found myself sat in Mr Blake's apartment sitting infront of him.He looked even concerned as he analysed my face. Little did I know my makeup had smudged in the rain.
"W-what's wrong Mr Blake?" I stuttered. He looked away from me, "nothing" he said.
"So uh, how've you been?" He asked me, tension grew in the air. What would I say? I didn't want to worry him. "I've been fine" I lied looking down.
"Don't lie to me Millie.." Mr Blake said lifting my chin up with his fingers.
"Millie..you don't need to hide anything from me. I know about it all.." I heard him say, pointing to my head.
I had no idea what to say.
He knew.
But how?
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Untying a knot (falling in love): MATURE CONTENT
Lãng mạn** smut, strong language, triggering scenes such as self harm and abuse ** I wrote this story like 3 years ago when I was a cringey angsty little teenager so yeah. I'll probably rewrite it into something better when I have time. Lmk if I should kee...