kiss it off me

beat me outta me

chapter ten
beat me outta me

! trigger warning this chapter is pretty dark !

AFTER MILES had been sent home y/n was completely alone. the torment grew larger from the other peers so much in fact the school counsellor had found the girl hanging from the closet rail. her face had turned blue from the lack of oxygen, her lips grey. the counsellor screamed tugging at the rope suffocating the girl. she managed to rip the rope from around her neck and y/n collapsed to the floor gasping for air, not that she wanted too though it was a natural instinct. the counsellor sat beside her sobbing, while y/n lay on the ground, emotionlessly staring at the tears falling on the floor.

that night the counsellor stayed with the young girl, petting her hair gently and telling her a far off fairytale about a mushroom village. y/n rested her head in the counsellor's lap. the moment was peaceful and she felt oddly safe. the shock of almost losing her life just minutes earlier struck back like a everlasting wave. she began sobbing, screaming that she didn't want to die. the counsellor held her close, shushing her softly. together they cried bitter tears.

the next morning y/n was sent home. her parents didn't know what to think when they had heard the news. they never mentioned anything, hoping maybe she would just come to them eventually to talk about it. instead they heard her on the phone, up till late hours. in fact when her father got up for work he heard her still speaking. except instead of sounding dreary like she had been lately her voice was filled with so many different emotions, passion, happiness, excitement. he even heard her sweet laughter once again. of course she was talking to miles.

that's when mr. montegomery brought up the idea of y/n staying with miles for a bit. they knew the whole incident that had happened, with miles and that boy. though the met miles before, he didn't seem like a bad kid he was just defending himself. at least that's what they all told themselves. when mentioning it to his wife she immediately disagreed, but after hearing her on the phone nonstop for about a week she had to give in. at least her daughter would be happier if she was with him. in fact she noticed how solemn she had become during the day, how she wouldn't wake till late into the afternoon, she would mop about when she was awake. becoming mute during the day yet at night she was alive with words.

at first y/n only stayed with miles during the weekend, than those weekends turned to staying till wednesday, and eventually she stayed the whole week. mrs. grose had convinced the montegomery's that the girl was in good hands, especially with the extra.

of course she was mentioning the dreaded kate. the kate that miles mentioned much too much for y/n's liking. the kate that took up miles time. the awful kate.

y/n absolutely hated kate, her jealousy was in charge of this of course, she hated the way miles would stare at kate, she hated that miles even looked at kate to began with. i mean who did kate think she was anyways, she was an awful replacement, miss jessel was much better. though y/n was always a complete angel to kate, it's like what they all say, keep your friends close but your enemies closer.

at last the infamous duo were together again. she had missed him so much, when she arrived the first time again to the fairchild estate she cried in miles' arms. hugging him so tightly he thought she'd break his bones. as if they were close before they were practically the same person now. she never ever left his side, she was like a little puppy, following after it's owner. when he went to the bathroom she would sit outside the door and wait. when he played the guitar she'd sit in his lap and listen happily. when he read books she'd lay on his chest peacefully listen to the story. he didn't mind though, he liked the company, he loved how absolutely obsessed she was with him. it satisfied the emptiness he felt.

not only would she follow him to the end of the world but she'd also do anything for him, if he mentioned being hungry she was off to the kitchen to make him something to eat, if he was thirsty she'd run to get water, if he was tired she'd tuck him in and sing him to sleep.

i suppose their relationship was cute, sure at first glance that's what everyone would think. miles was troubled, y/n knew, though she didn't care. certain nights things would get rough. miles went through episodes, if you will. she had left to get him some water, when she returned he was screaming and something that wasn't there. he began hitting his room with a baseball bat, eventually finding his bed frame as the victim and smashing the wood to bits. y/n stayed outside of his room that night, too scared to go in. the day kurt cobain died was probably the worst of all though. the news was played on the tv, miles excused himself from the living room and immediately went to his room. of course y/n was at his heels. he blasted their album bleach and screamed to the lyrics sobbing. ripping down all the posters from the wall except one, one kurt cobain poster escaped his wrath. he pulled the books from shelves ripping various pages while laughing, jumping up and down on beat with the music. y/n watched horrified from a corner. his room was a complete mess of utter rage, in the midst of it all miles danced all while screaming, crying, laughing, smiling. he grabbed y/n's wrist so tightly it was bruised purple the next day. he forced her to jump up and down with him, screaming the lyrics into her face. she too was crying, yet laughing and jumping caught in the chaos of everything. in fact it was kind of fun to let loose and scream the lyrics of some rock band. that was until miles punched a mirror shattering it, watching as his fist turned bloody. and he didn't stop even after it shattered repeatedly punching the glass shards, the metallic smell of blood filled the room and he laughed hysterically falling to the floor. "miles stop! wha- why?" y/n managed to stutter.

"oh baby" he whispered, caressing her face spreading his deep wine red blood across her face giggling at the sight.

"beat me outta me"

"i-i don't get it"

"i love you so much it makes me sick"