Chapter Three

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Miles POV:
I couldn't get her out of my head. Her short overalls leaving so much of her soft big thighs on display. Her legs were so long for someone so short, her long hair tied up like that just ready to go. I wanted nothing more then to lay her back on that desk and devour her. Last night that small night gown left little to nothing to the imagination. Yet I feel like I've seen nothing. I want to know every inch of her. The music in my room was unnecessarily loud, just because I wanted her in here.
No one has ever told me what to do besides my parents, even teachers are too afraid of me, but her, she was terrified of me. Yet wasn't afraid to speak her mind. When she called me out for my plate I couldn't help but get turned on. That's the real reason I was mad. Not at the fact she wanted me to do something I didn't want nor need to. A barely audible knock came to my door and I smiled, until it opened I put back on my angry face. I ignored her small frame coming in, she's so adorable. Her hair wasn't in the ponytail anymore. "Hey." She said but I just turned the music up, sitting in my chair. She rolled her eyes and reached for the volume. I grabbed her wrist and she gasped not expecting me to do that. I smiled until I looked up at her with dark eyes. Her wide innocent eyes drove me crazy. She took a step back tripping over the radio's wire falling back onto my bed. I leaned down over her and she just, looked at me. She seemed to be deep in thought, which kind of pissed me off. I wanted her full attention.
I used one of my hands to pin both of hers down, the other slid up her smooth cold thigh. "Miles." She whined and closed her legs. Her skirt bunch up high at her thighs. Just a little higher..... "Miles stop I can't." She said sadly. I knew she wanted me, so why stop me? I didn't want to, but then again I didn't want to be like Quint. I angered myself at the thought of it. While I loved that man he was truly evil. "Thank you." She mumbled and sat up and I moved beside her. She pulled down her skirt and I noticed the blush on her cheeks. "Miles." She mumbled and I watched her fidget with the hem of her overalls. "Why did you get in a fight with that boy?" She seemed really hesitant and I paused before answering. "He burned everything my father gave me." I said and remember my anger. I clenched my fist wanting to pound it into his fucking nose some more. "I'm sorry." She said grabbing my hand with her own. It was so small, so cold and light.
I glanced out the window and saw the stable. "Have you ever rode a horse?" I asked her and she thought about it for a second. "Only once but I was five maybe." She said and I smiled. "How about right now?" I asked and she nodded smiling.
Her smile was the sexiest thing on earth. Her full pink lips, I bet were so soft and tasted like vanilla. Her perfectly white teeth, and those sparkling puppy eyes that made me melt. I bit the inside of my cheek standing up holding out my hand for her. "Thank you." She mumbled and I felt my hand warm at her touch. Her cheeks getting pink again, they always seemed that way with me. "Well, first you're going to need jeans." I said once I looked back down at the short overall dress. I bit my lip as I thought about her underneath it. "Oh okay, uhm I'll be right back then." She hurried into her room and I couldn't stop myself from having these thoughts about her. I couldn't take it anymore, I thought about just rushing into her room and making her whine and moan until she cries.
  I rushed into the bathroom needing some kind of release, damn this girl.

Rosalinda's POV:

  I tugged at the strap of my overalls the button was stuck no matter how hard I tugged. "Miles?" I loudly called needing help. Another minute went by of me struggling with it and still no answer, no knock, no nothing.  So I decided to say fuck it and go look for him. "Miles?" I called out but quieter not wanting to disturb anyone else. I heard a weird noise come from one of the rooms. The door was cracked open, and I just pressed my ear against it harder and heard, a moan?
  I glanced in to see Miles back facing me and I realized what he was doing, I gasped and rushed back into my room. My face was for sure red. I'm so nosey, oh god. I hope he didn't know I was there. My body was warm and heated and I couldn't help as my underwear dampened. I shook my head and went to wash my face, I need help gosh. I grabbed a pair of jeans setting them down as I tugged on the button harder. I finally got myself free from the overalls, not wearing these again anytime soon, noted. I pulled them down until they pooled at my ankles. I laid it out on my bed and I began pulling up my loose light denim jeans. "Rosie?" The familiar voice called and I yelped turning around because my ass was facing the door. "Shit." I said as I realized I was falling backwards from turning so fast and the jeans tripping me. I fell hard onto my bum and Miles rushed over me with an amused smile. He held his hand out for me looking away with a mischievous smile.
"Thanks." I mumbled and quickly pulled the jeans up until they got stuck right below my ass. "Need help?" He asked still looking away with his evil fucking smile. Little shit. He was probably older and for sure bigger than me, he's just so immature sometimes.
"No." I said and jumped a bit and they slid right up. I buttoned and zipped them quick. "Ready." I said and he looked down at my jeans, "good." He said and with that we left. Right before we exited the back, Flora appeared. "Miles can you play with me?" She asked and my heart melted and I smiled waiting for his answer. "No." Was all he said as he continued. "Did you want to come with us Flora?" I asked hoping Miles would understand. I'm basically in charge of the girl. She nodded jumping into my arms and Miles gave me an annoyed look but I brushed it off and looked back at the cutie pie in my arms. "To Alpha and Ophelia we go!" She shouted happily. "Yeah." Miles mumbled in a negative tone. She frowned a bit looking down almost in shame. "Ignore him he's just a big meanie." I said and she giggled. He looked back at me with a glare. I simply smiled with wide eyes, attempting a be nice look.
  "Fuck." I mumbled as I held onto the horse for dear life. I'm slightly afraid of heights, by slightly I mean a lot. Ophelia was a really good horse, just tall. Thank god I'm not on Alpha. Ever since we encountered Flora, Miles whole mood changed. It became so shut down and rude. He whipped the horse again for the seventh time and I flinched too. "Miles is that necessary, she's doing fine." I said trying to remain calm. "I'm not hurting her, it's how my dad taught them. So it's how I'll teach them. Horses are strong animals, they can handle it. Can you?" He asked and whipped her again. I felt the gush of wind behind me and my eyes widened. It was inches away from me this time. "I'm done." I said and he threw the whip down. "Good." He said irritated and I felt myself getting angrier by the second. Little bipolar fuck now aren't we? I thought to myself until I realized Miles was next to me. "Come on." He said holding out his hand still. I swung my leg over, hopping down ignoring his hand. I landed wrong on my foot but quickly pulled myself together. I know he'd rub it in if he noticed. So despite the pain I continued to walk with a small limp I couldn't help. "Rosa you're walking funny." Flora said quietly, like she didn't want Miles to hear either.
  "Rosie!" Miles shouted and I turned around. "Come here, help me with Ophelia." He said and Flora was about to walk with me. "Go inside Flora." He demanded and I internally groaned. I didn't want to walk anymore, my eyes dared to water with each step. "Why didn't you take my hand?" He asked as we walked Ophelia back into the stable. "No reason to." I said and my voice cracked a bit as I held back tears. I know it's not sprained probably just bruised bad. "You hurt yourself." He said still looking straight ahead as he shut Ophelia's gate. "I didn't." I said and felt a tear slip. "Don't lie to me." He said and grabbed my face wiping it away with his thumb. "I-I..... I'm sorry." I felt all my pain slip away once he touched me. It was the only thing I could even think about. "Let me carry you." He said grabbing behind
my knee, he lifted me like I was paper. "Miles." I mumbled looking up at him, I couldn't not stare. He was so, perfect. "What?" He asked not looking down at me. "Thank you." I mumbled laying my head on his shoulder. Apart of me was worried of Mrs. Grose seeing and getting upset with me, I didn't care right now though. I felt so at peace in his arms.
"We should take a look at your foot, it could have a fracture." He said not really showing emotion. I was carried up the stairs with so little effort. He sat me down on the bathroom counter. He glanced up at me before unlacing my shoe and I winced a bit. "Sorry." He said and pulled it off slowly. He grabbed my sock sliding it off carefully, revealing a dark bruise from my ankle to my pinky toe. "I'll get some ice." He said before disappearing. I began wondering what made his mood change so drastically.

Miles POV:
  I laid her down on her bed, leaving her with her elevated iced foot. She'd be fine by tomorrow night. "Miles?" She called. I felt bad for being so mean to her, even harsh on the horse. It's just, Quint. Even through death he finds ways to torment here. The one reason I didn't miss home is him. Mrs. Grose may not see him but Flora and I do, especially me. We were so close until he, just what he did.... he raped Miss Jessel, abused her verbally and physically. Then he killed her, Flora was the only one that didn't know besides my Rosie. Speaking of, I snapped out of my small trance. "Miles?" She called again softly and my heart skipped a beat almost. A girl I've only known for not even a full two days. "Yeah sorry." I said managing a small smile. When she said my name it was just so different. She's so different.
(She's not like most girls tee hee, sorry I had too) -author
  "I just wanted to thank you, again. I'm sorry for being, bitchy sometimes." She said and I felt bad. "You didn't do anything wrong." I said and guilt washed over me a bit. "You should get some sleep." I said pulling the blanket over her and I removed the ice pack. "Okay." She smiled and I felt myself smiling too without even trying. Hers just had that effect on me. "Goodnight." I said and walked out, I looked over to see her eyes shut and turning more to her side. Right before I closed the door, I couldn't help myself. I couldn't leave, I wanted to stay. I shook my head dismissing the thought.
The chance of her waking up made me uneasy. She'd freak out and I'd really fuck things up, but she looks so peaceful and cute. I decided to leave.
Hours passed and I couldn't take it, I couldn't sleep. I needed to see her, to touch her, I craved her. I felt like I was going insane without her. I quickly made my way to her room no hesitation. Right before I opened the door I contemplated it. I shouldn't, but I can't not do it. I needed her still. I opened the door and heard soft snores and my heart sped up. I felt butterflies like crazy and shut the door quietly. I sat next to her bed on an old stool. Making as little noise as possible. I don't know how much time went by but after a while I couldn't help but move her hair out of her face. Her eyes slowly blinked open and I just watched her with a smile, until I saw fear in her eyes. "Miles? What are you doing?" She asked a little frantically and I realized how creepy this must seem. "I just, there was a spider on you." I lied and held out my hand which did have a spider in it. I crushed it and tossed it aside. "Your light was on so I thought maybe you'd be awake." I wasn't completely lying considering it was off when I left. "Are you scared of the dark?" I asked and she hesitantly nodded. "Lights won't keep you safe." I said and she seemed upset by that. "Sorry." I mumbled realizing it was a dick thing to say. "So, what'd you want?" She asked in a polite tone.
I thought about it for a second. I glanced at her lips and looked back at her eyes. She gave me a confused look and I just leaned in...

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