Female Robbery - The Neighbourhood
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6 days later
—Your pov —
Yes, it's finally Saturday.
I dreaded school ever since that test. I just couldn't take it.
We have a 3 day weekend, so that's even more relaxing for me.
Once again, I decided to take a walk.
Miles has shown me where he lived once before... only once.. I hope I remember.
I walk for around 30 minutes until I see the house. I think this is it.
I knock.
No answer.
I ring the door bell.
I wait.
No answer.
I soon assume that something is wrong, so I try to make up a plan to get inside.
It's not illegal if it's for a good cause, right?
I climb up the vines on the side of the home, only because the whole bottom floor of windows and doors were locked.
I quietly crawl through a window that was already open.
I see posters on the wall and socks on the floor, so I'm guessing this is a boy's room.
Miles' room.
I look around the room for some reason.
I open a couple of drawers and see a book.
It has a lock on it.
Luckily I knew how to lock pick.
I look around the room and find a very skinny, sharp object. I don't know what it's doing here but I use it anyway.
I open the book, and start.. trying to read?
At first it's just drawings and undeciphered codes or something.
Then I get farther into the book, only to find my name.
"Y/n Y/l/n,
I dont know if i will ever give this to you.... I most likely won't, because I'm such a coward. Such a coward for not showing you that I had feelings for you that I can't describe. You make my heart feel like no one ever has before.. but I can't let me love you, for I can't let you love me.
Your dearest,
Miles."
Note to self: NEVER LET HER SEE THIS
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I might have read this about ten times.
I smile widely.
I can't stop.
But then I read it again.
Before I knew it, I finished reading the whole thing.
What's holding him back from confessing?
Why were there so many drawings and symbols in his book?
What was he hiding?
I want to find out..
But I came to do something else.
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I go downstairs as quietly as I can, then I turn to my left, and see a door that's basically screaming 'I'm a room full of secrets. The answer to all of your questions.'
I turn the knob.
oF cOuRsE iT's LoCkEd.
I try to lock pick it, but this one is a little harder than the others.
Soon I hear footsteps.
they're coming toward me.
I get anxious and try my best to open the door in the fastest way possible.
The footsteps get closer.
I open the door, quickly but quietly, and I close it behind me as I begin to tip toe to a hiding place.
A couple of minutes later, the door opens and the footsteps come closer.
The person was in here-
I get down and hide under the staircase.
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Thirty three minutes later.
I'm still down here.. I think the person left.
I step out and stand up.
Yeah. They're gone.
I walk around and find a lot of scary, disturbing things until I find a hallway.
I go through, and just as I'm almost at the other side, someone grabs me.
I was about to scream just as they covered my mouth and pinned me to the hallway's wall.
I open my eyes to see who it was.
It's Miles.
"You shouldn't be in here." he says.
He takes his hand off my mouth and just holds my wrists.
"I- I was just.." I try to explain.
I get cut off by him pulling me to the other end of the hallway, taking me back to where I started.
"What are you doing?" I ask him.
"Better question is, what are YOU doing?" He asks.
"I- I-" I stutter.
"Why do you think that you can just come in my house without permission, read my journal, come down here, and just look around like this is any of your business??" He says, obviously irritated.
"H- how did you know I read your book?" I say.
"....T- that's not the point." He says.
His eyes soon go wide.
"Wait.. if you read my journal, then that means.." he starts.
"Coward." I tease, smiling just a little.
"I- well- you see- I was just.. that's not the point." he says, flustered.
"You don't have a point, Miles. You're just a boy who's afraid of love." I say.
"That's not it. You wouldn't understand." He says.
"I'm pretty sure I would, Fairchild." I debate.
"I know I can't love you, I can't care for you, I can't be there for you, I can't do anything for you except be the empty friend by your side 14/7. I don't know how to love, nor do I know how to live" he finishes.
I just stare at him.
He looks down.
"I said it once, and I'll say it again."
He looks at me.
"You shouldn't be in here."
