spider boy || miles fairchild

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its a cold , rainy , foggy monday. i'm sitting here , in front of the window.. like always . i can't believe i'm trapped in this hell hole.

haley ?
a very familiar voice says.

miles.
i respond carelessly .

look at me.
miles says softly .

i slowly turn around and look at him.

i'm gonna get you out of here. i promise.
miles says looking deep into my soulless eyes.

miles... thanks for trying. it means a lot to me. but it will never work.
i say looking down at the floor .

i promise.
he says.

i look up at miles andsmile weakly .

you're probably very confused. so , let me explain. miles and me met one day when i came out of school.

flashback~

i'm walking home from school. by myself. wyatt couldn't walk me home today because he has to do something.
after a few minutes of walking i get near a really creepy mansion. i walk past it and i feel a pair of eyes follow me. i stop in my tracks and smirk.

like what you see?
i say in a flirtatious manner.

i don't even know who's looking at me. but i can sense that it's a boy around my age that gets bullied and is homeschooled.
after a few seconds there's response . i can still feel the eyes on me. i can sense that the boy is confused as to how i knew he was looking at me.

senses.
i say plainly.

what?
says the boy.

his voice sounds kind and confused.

that's how i knew you were looking at me.
i say.

senses?
he asks confused.

i turn around and see a tall boy probably around 5'8 with curly black hair and a face full of freckles and deep brown eyes.
i walk toward him
i examine him for a few seconds.

i'm haley.
i say sticking out my hand waiting for a hand shake .

miles.
the boy says as he shakes my hand.

what are you doing in this creepy old house anyways?
i ask .

i'm miles. i live here.
he says .

must be nice.
i say.

he nods his head 'yes'.

who do you live here with ... miles?
i ask.

he looks up at me with soul filled eyes

my little sister, my brother , and my soul guardian.
he replies.

i smile.

wanna hang inside ?
he asks.

i nod my head yes and we enter his house slowly but comfortably.

back to reality ~

you're probably still confused . why am i trapped? where am i trapped ? how am i trapped? let me answer that for you.

flashback~

as we walk inside his house i see a middle aged women making dinner.