Trust is never the same after broken

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—sometimes I push you away, it's because I need you to pull me closer—
Y/n POV:

My eyes felt heavy as I opened them. I was so cold, but at the same times I wasn't as cold as earlier. I relized I was in Miles bedroom. Shit! How did I get here? I wondered. I know I was in deep shit once Miles relized I was awake.

I was laying in Miles bed. I was under the covers and had multiple blankets on me. The heater in the house was on high. I was wearing long winter pajama pants, with a long sleeve winter pajama shirt. I also had one of Miles furry coats on. I was still mad at Miles so I took off his coat, even though I was still cold. I threw the coat on the floor, then the door opened up.

It was Miles, big surprise. I think not, ugh! He looked worried and angry, I honestly was hoping Ajax was still here. That way he couldn't murder me.

"Good your up." Miles said. He walked over to the jacket that was on the floor and picked it up. "Put this back on!" He commanded. "You can't be sick for tonight." Miles then opened the blinds revealing the bright sun.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"Because, I don't want to see you sick. Also because we have a date tonight." Miles said calmly.

"Why would I want to go on a date with you?" Ask him as I got out of his bed.

"Look, I get it I'm an ass. I'm sorry for admitting to originally wanting to kill off your father. Can we just move on?" Miles turned to me and said.

"Why do you want to move on? Aren't you pissed I broke one of your guild lines?" I asked sarcastically.

"Oh, darling. I never said you were in the clear for that. You disobeyed me! You ran away, and just as I promised I'd find you, I did. But the main reason why I'm mad is you fucking could of died in that weather!" Miles voice went from mad to full on angry.

I rolled my eyes and began walking away. Miles grabbed me by the wrist, and pulled me back to face him.

"Don't do it again!" He commanded in a deep angry voice.

"I don't have to listen to you." I spat at him. He was angry and lost control. He slapped me across the face. I stood their in shock, this wasn't the first time he's hit me.

"Yes you do! Come down stairs for lunch when your ready to be obedient!" Miles instructed. He clearly had all the power in this house and relationship. Miles left his room and went down stairs.

I took a deep breath and waited ten minutes before going down stairs. I sat down next to Miles. He was eating a sandwich with Jax. Their was a sandwich in front of me and I began to eat it.

"Y/n? Has Miles shown you your dress for tonight yet?" Jax asked.

"No." I replied after swallowing a bite of my sandwich.

"I think you'll like it." Jax said with a beaming smile. I smiled back and continued eating. Miles was quiet while eating. I wondered what was going on in that assholes head.

After we all ate I went upstairs and Miles followed. I made his bed and he helped. I then sat on his bed and looked out the window. Miles sat next to me put his hand on my thigh, but I ignored him.

"Y/n?" Miles asked, but I ignored him. "Y/n please talk to me." He begged. I liked his begging. I then turned to face him.

"You may be more dominate, but you don't get to go around slapping me and being a ass! Just because you have a dick dosent mean you get to be one!" I snapped. He looked at me stunned by my words.

"I-I'm sorry. I loose control of myself. And I get angry when you try to leave me and try to die." Miles tried to make up for his actions.

"I wasn't trying to die, I wanted to go home. And I was too scared to go back to you." I said in all honesty.

"What? Why? Why were you scared?" Miles asked with worry.

"I'm not scared of you, just your actions." My brutal honesty hurt him. Miles turned away from me and started at his closed door.

"I'm sorry. I know it doesn't make up for what I did and do, but I really am." He was tearing up.

"I love you." I whispered in Miles ear. He turned to face me and smiled.

"I love you too." Miles told me. We started to kiss. Then Miles pushed me down on the bed as he leaned over me. Our lips met and began to move in sync.

A/n: it's the bipolarness for me! For some reason my autocorrect changed the 'Miles' to 'Mikes'! Like why!? 💀

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