Beautifully Broken

12

Miles eased off the side of me and he faced Marble,

quickly changing his entire body language.

"What is it too you Marble?! I just saved your ass from getting the shit beat out of you. I think a thank you should be coming out of your mouth and that's all." Miles spoke as he began to rise off the bed and tower over.

I sat up slowly, trying to come down off the rush.

This was the hardest part of my episodes, the after shock of it all. But the biggest shock was how Miles was able to bring me out of it so quickly.

Never was anyone ever able to do that.

But now here we are and I am literally just in shook and confusion.

I turned my head to see what was currently unfolding beside me.

Miles was blocking my view of Marble but I can hear everything.

"Thank you? you want me to say thank you, when you- you know what you did and how you've been treating me." Marbles tone was shaky but she was trying to hold her ground with Miles.

I watched Miles back shoulder flex and he ran his hands through his hair and I caught a glimpse of his chiseled jaw tighten and a smile coming through.

"What do you want me say? Sorry for not allowing you to be on your knees taking my dick in your mouth? I'm not going to baby girl, its not what you want remember that. Its what I want, and I don't want you. So now that we cleared that, get out go scurry on crippled." Miles words cut like knives even for me.

I went to grab his hand, he held on to mine as Marble glared at the action that took place beside her.

"So let me guess, she is my replacement now? Good job Evie." Marble spit at me with disgust in her tone making me stiffen my hand in Miles.

He looked down at me and then back at her.

"What did you just say to her?" Miles moved away from me and he was now face to face with Marble.

I got up off the bed quickly causing me to get light headed for a second, I knew what was going to come next.

Sure enough before Marble could say another word, Miles's hands were pressed against her neck and he pushed her up against the wall with a swift movement of his feet.

Instantly I ran to her defense, "Miles let her go! STOP IT!" I was pulling on his shirt and trying to get his grip off of her.

Marble just stood there allowing him to choke her, she was turning red and I could see the tears rushing down her cheeks.

Miles turned to look at me and I was breathing fast and my hands were shaking mad as I kept trying to pry him off her.

"Listen to me please, let her go Miles. Stop it you're better then this!" I begged him.

After what seemed like forever he took his hands off her neck and she slid down the wall coughing and trying to catch her breath.

He snapped to turn his head towards me, his eyes were dark and his jaw was trapped.

"Don't do that again Evie. I'm not Better then anything, this is me." He gritted and I could see his neck pulsating.

I was confused and lost but I was just happy that he stopped chocking Marble out even though she kind of deserved it for the comment she made.

Was I her replacement?

"You're a fucking crazy shit. You know that Miles!" Marble shouted once she could hold her breath as she struggled to stand up using the wall for support.

I looked at her and her eyes met with mines and she looked genuinely hurt but she masked it with disgust.

"Well at least I know what I am. You on the other hand need to get a grip. Whatever you THINK we would be, we would never. All you were was a mouth for my pleasing join the countless list of others in the ward!" He smiled with his teeth showing, perfect whites.

She started to cry again and she turned to walk away.

"He's gonna use you too Evie. You're no different than any of us." She chocked out before leaving the room.

She was right, I wasn't any different then anyone of those countless girls.

What was the point of whatever me and miles were doing?

We could never actually be together.

"Get out Miles!" I shouted at him turning back to face him.

He looked up confused by my action.

I pushed him out of my room, or tried too at least.

"Don't listen to that cripple fuck. She's just jealous Evie and you know it! You're different, way more different." His tone changed and he sounded more softer with me.

I shook my head because I didn't want to hear this, none of it is true!

"No Miles. No! You're a womanizer and — you, you used me!" I was trying to hold my tears in.

He pulled my hands away from his chest and he gripped my wrist tightly.

"I never used you! I gave you what you needed. You used me, you wanted me to fuck you, remember. So who's using who?"

His eyes where penetrating mines and I hated how I felt like he could see inside of my soul or something.

I pulled away from his grip and I stepped back,
"You're right I did. So what?! You do it to everyone else. How does it feel now to be used?" I bluffed but I didn't want to admit the true feelings I might be having.

He didn't look too phased but he did show a little hurt.

He stood there standing and he fixed his hair and he took two deep breaths.

"Fine Evie."

Those two words sounded so dark and I knew it was something more.

"Fine Miles, this is done. Go back to what you were doing before this. I'll go back to being the one you hate and attack for failing to kill herself the right way, remember. Half dead."

It hurt to say those things but in actuality it was the truth.

Our truth.

We hated each other.

But standing here in this room and our eyes looking at one another, it didn't feel like that anymore.

It felt much more and it was a feeling I didn't want to even explore.

Not now.

Not ever.

Not with Miles.

He stepped back and his eyes kept scanning over me and I just looked at him with a deadly serious face and he just shook his head.

"Whatever you say Evie. Whatever you say babe."

And as always he left me, except this time I was pleased and hurt I was hurt and upset and scared.