Morning from Hell

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—Hells real, trust me. I've seen it with you—
Y/n POV:

There was a tap on the door and I felt the bed shake. I turned to see Miles jump up out of bed and rush to the door. He cracked the door open and peaked his head out.

"Morning Miles." The voice I didn't recognize but it was soft and sounded like a little girl.

"Morning Flora." Miles said in a kind tone. I've never heard his voice being this kind, it was nice.

"Is she in here?" The little girl asked.

"Yes Flora, she is. You can talk to her at breakfast." Miles told the little girl. He still had the kind voice.

"Okie. Well Kate wanted me to tell you that breakfast is ready in ten minutes." She told Miles then I heard small foot steps run off. Miles closed the door and turned to the bed to face me.

"I told them that last night you didn't feel well, so you went to bed early." Miles explained. "So are you feeling better this morning?" Miles winked at me and I shook my head.

I then got out of Miles bed and walked over to the bathroom. I then closed the bathroom door and brushed my hair and teeth. I also washed my face with some face was that was under the sink. I moisturized my face and body. I looked in the mirror and wanted to cry. I then walked outside of the bathroom.

"Here, you can wear this." Miles said handing me a pair of jeans and a long sleeve knitted red sweater. I thanked him and smiled. He gave me the sweater he always wore. I thought about how kind he was being, sadly it was all an act.

I changed when he went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and hair. I made the bed after I got all dressed. I put on a pair of white socks with a pair of of doc martins. They were a little big but they still fit.

Miles came out of the bathroom wearing a pair of dark blue jeans. He also had a sweater, but his had grey and yellow stripes. He looked really cute. He was wearing a pair of classic black converse and he had a smile on.

"Come down stairs, with me. Breakfast is probably ready." Miles said to me with a smirk. I felt a little weird. I was gonna have to pretend to be in love with my kidnapper.

"Ok." I said as I began to walk out of the bedroom, but Miles stepped in front of me. He was blocking the door way. He put his hand out in front of me. He was clearly gesturing to hold my hand. I decided it was best to just hold his hand. I didn't want to piss him off this early in the morning.

We were holding hands, but our fingers weren't really intertwinded it was more of a sideways hands being held.

We walked down the stairs and finally reached the kitchen. I saw a small girl who was wearing a dress and had long brown hair. She was sitting at the dinning table next to a lady who looked about in her twenty's. She had short blond hair and a red coat on. They both geated us with smiles.

Miles sat down in his usual spot at the dining table and I sat next to him. There was French toast on a plate with tons of things to put on the French toast. Miles took two plates from the stack and handed me one.

"It's so nice to meet you y/n. Miles told us all about you. Sorry you weren't feeling well last night. I'm Kate by the way." The blond lady says with a huge smile.

"Nice to meet you Kate. Yeah it was so sudden. I just got really sick." I said with a fake kind voice, as I eyed Miles. He was still holding my hand and squeezed it a little. He was clearly trying to send me a message.

"I'm Flora. And I've been wanting to meet you since last month when Miles mentioned you to me and Kate." Flora said with a huge smile. Last month!? I thought to myself. I've only been here for about three or four days! Was Miles planning on kidnapping me a month ago? The question wondered through my mind.

"Oh. I've been excited to meet you too." I said with a fake smile. I was trying to stay calm. I needed to get out of here. I thought to myself as I mentally panicked.

"So Kate how was your trip?" Miles asked, trying to deflect their attention away from me.

"Oh it was fun. Me and Flora went shopping.
A lot!" Kate said with a smile.

"Y/n? Have you ever been to Paris?" Flora asked me. I snapped back out of my thoughts.

"Yes. A few years ago. When I was a little girl. Is that where you guys went?" I tried to start a conversation, but Kate gave me a confused look.

"Didn't Miles ask you to come with us?" Kate questioned. Then I didn't know what to say. I just started at her trying to think of something to say.

"Oh y/n come on I told you about them going to Paris weeks ago. Remember I asked if you wanted us to go with them." Miles chuckled a little then kicked my leg hard under the table. I let a little groan of pain but played it off as a laugh.

"Oh right silly me. I forget stuff so easily with everything going on at school." I said in a joking tone. Everyone all laughed a little then began to eat. Miles seamed annoyed and I couldn't figure out why, was it because I didn't know something that he never told me?

Damn I thought to myself. Miles really had anger issues. I was eating my French toast and admiring how good it tasted.

"So how's school?" Kate asked trying to break the ice again. Miles looked up from his food.

"It's good. I really enjoy being on fall break for Thanksgiving." He said with a light smile.

"Yay! It's thanksgiving this weekend!" Flora said as she jumped a little with excitement.

"So y/n will you be joining us?" Kate asked as she eyed me with a kind smile.

"Kate!" Miles groaned. "I already told you over the phone last week she would be. She dosent have any family, so when we're on break she is gonna be staying with us." Miles said with an annoyed tone.

"Ahh. Right." Kate said before she went back to eating. We all finished eating in silence. All I could think about was, is my family missing me?

A/n: when I put September I meant November lmao

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