Chapter 25 - Through his eyes'

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Chapter 25. This Chapter is a bit of a weird one. It will be a flash back from Milo's POV over the last 2 years. It will be a little confusing and it will seem like I'm repeating a lot but bare with it because it will fill in a lot of blanks. Thank you for reading guys. You're all awesome ❤📖

Two years ago....

"Nana, I've got to go, if I don't leave now the traffic will be too bad. Lewis is outside now". I shout up the stairs to my Grandmother, I feel so guilty for leaving her but the work I've been offered is such good pay especially considering the area I'm going too. I walk over to the side table where she keeps the phone, she still has one of those really old phones with the cord. I grab the piece of paper I left on the table, all of the information she needs if she needs to contact me. My Papa died when I was Ten, so it's just been us since then.

I look down at my own hand writing. Pembrokeshire. That's where their sending me. The smallest little town on the coast and bloody Wales of all places. I wasn't looking forward to going there but the money was good. Even if I only stay for a year, I can make enough money to buy a house back in Scotland.

I'm going to miss my little Nana. I've always been so close to her. My mum lived with her when she was pregnant with me. When I was born my mum couldn't cope so I was mainly raised by my nan. I still have a good relationship with my mum and her and my dad got their shit together when I was 5 and got back together only to split up again Ten years later so it was my nan who did everything for me.

"Nana I've really got to go now"

Its nearly 8 hour drive to get to Pembrokeshire. 7 hours 40 minutes according to my Sat Nav. Me and Lewis are sharing the car until I get my own when I get down there. Considering he's lived her for five years now, he still doesn't remember how to drive round town. He's always late.

We arrive at Gardens hotel where were meant to be staying. My cousin Clair has already sorted me with a house down here. I just need to meet with the estate agent, on Saturday, uhh Jenna I think her name was. We check in and I fall asleep almost straight away. We got caught in the end of day traffic, I tried to get Lewis moving faster but his mum wouldn't stop crying. He's 28 years old for God's sake. The next morning me and Lewis decide to go exploring in this little town. It took all of an hour to explore. There's nothing here. We head back to the hotel. Later that night we decide to go out and have a couple of pints...and that's when I met her.

A few days later....

I'm laying here with this amazing girl in my arms. The sex was great. She has fallen asleep in my arms. I hear my phone ring from my jeans on the floor, shit. I don't want to wake her up. I slide out of bed and retrieve my phone from my pocket....Ellie's name flashes up on the screen. Shit! Shit! Shit!

"Hello?" I whisper "Hang on" I take one look back at this beautiful girl and I leave the room.

"Ellie? How are you? Are you okay?"

"You absolute wanker!" She screams at me.

"What the hell Ellie, what have I done?"

"What have you done? As if you don't know! You utter bastard. Not only did you break off our engagement for what seemed like no reason, oh no you had a reason, didn't you Milo?" Fuck! I can either play dumb or admit the truth....

"El I don't know what you mean...I'm sorry our relationship just wasn't right for me anymore" She's right I am a bastard.

"Oh fuck off Milo. We were supposed to be getting married in 4 weeks, I had a feeling you was having second thoughts but I never thought you would have cheated on me then pretend you just didn't want to marry me anymore. Do you know how shit that makes me feel Milo? Well jokes on you now because a one Emily Sinclair messaged me asking for your number because guess what Milo, she's fucking pregnant...with your baby! So good luck wiggling your way out of that one. My best fucking friend Milo!!!" Oh fuck pregnant! Fucking pregnant! Oh Shit, she's crying now. Bloody hell, I think I might too. A baby! I don't know what to do with a baby. I never wanted to hurt her and I thought I loved her, but when I was banging her friend I finally realised I probably didn't. I've always fancied Emily but I think I was just looking for a way out

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