Milyn POV
I woke up to seeing Tyler spreading mail all over the bed.
"What are you doing Ty ?"
Woah, I need to rub my eyes some more. The room feels like it's spinning.
"I applied for college at UCLA."
"What did you apply for ?"
"Football."
"Well how come I never knew about this ?"
I crawled out the bed and walked to the bathroom to go brush my teeth and wash my face.
"I didn't want you to feel bad that you couldn't go to any of my games because of the baby situation."
I spit the toothpaste out and rinsed my mouth and then I wiped my face, drying it with a towel.
"Aw, how thoughtful."
I walked back onto the room and crawled on the bed, sitting down on it. My eyes scanned an envelope with his name in bold letters.
"Found it."
I handed him the envelope and he just stared at it.
"Open it silly." I lightly laughed.
"What if I didn't get it ?"
He looked up at me with worried eyes.
"Trust me, they'd be a fool for not picking you."
I gave him a reassuring smile and playfully pushed his shoulder.
He opened the envelope and took the letter out. I saw as his eyes scanned the letter reading it and a smiled formed on his face.
"I got in baby !" He yelled, pulling me in for a peck on the lips.
"Congrats bae."
I looked down back at the bed and saw my letter.
"Here, at least read it." He shrugged, handing me the letter.
The hell what it. It doesn't matter anyways.
I took the envelope from his hands and ripped the top part. I took the letter out the envelope and started to read it.
'Dear Ms. Westbrook
Congratulations! It is with great pleasure that I inform you of your admission to University of California, Los Angeles as a member of the Class of 2019. You were selected from an accomplished and academically talented group of applicants who applied under the Early Decision Plan. You and your classmates are truly outstanding in your achievements, your diversity of interests, and your potential. -'
I didn't even finish reading the letter, before I crumpled it up and left it on the bed. I got up and walked to my closet to search on what to wear, while Tyler unwrinkled the letter.
"You got in, what's wrong ?"
"I'm having a baby Tyler, I can't go anyways."
I started looking through the shirts in my closet.
"I'm sorry Milyn. I forgot for a split second, I just got excited."
"Don't let me ruin your excitement. You got in and i'm proud of you."
I picked up the leggings and over sized shirt and held them up next to each other to see if they'd look cute.
"I really do apologize Milyn."
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Chained
Teen FictionA girl named Milyn life turns upside down with the help of her Abuser, "X".