The Secretary. {Levi x Reader} (Completed)

Special Chapter (6/10)

Warning: drug use and other... Sensitive topics... If you get triggered, please don't read. Seriously this is a heavy chapter, if you ever feel slightly triggered by anything stop reading, it's not worth it.

This was supposed to be a lighthearted chapter, why am I like this? Like, seriously. This ended up being way more serious than I ever planned for this book.

Way too real man... If you have ever dealt with any issues mentioned in this chapter I'm sorry... I really did not plan for this to be as... For it to be like this and I feel bad because I know many read this book to ascape reality but I go and bring reality in this book.

I'm sorry.

Also get comfortable this chapter is over 7.000 words... And I wrote it in one go. Oh boy.

But please stop reading if you start feeling uncomfortable. It's not worth it.

I'm sorry this chapter is the way it is. This was never intended to be so serious... In fact this chapter was meant to be something completely different! I'm just an idiot okay bye enjoy.

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(Miles)

I sat with my arms crossed looking at my dad who was behind his desk looking at me with his fingers laced together, chair slightly leaning back. Glasses on his nose and dressed in a white dress shirt just staring at me like I said something weird.

"What will you do with them? " he asked, his voice serious.

"What does it matter? "

"It matters Miles, I don't think I'm asking pointless stuff. "

"It's my money anyway, why does it matter what I'll do with them?" I looked up.

"It matters because it's your money yes, but it's the money for your college which is why you don't have access to them yet. What happened to all the money you had saved up over the years?"

"L-look it doesn't matter." I looked back at him. "It was my money since you gave them to me and I did what I wanted with them-"

"As you should, I'm not saying you shouldn't. Like your siblings every month you got your money to have some freedom over what you do. The problem is that I know you and I know that for the past ten years you didn't spend the money you received and had saved up a lot. And now all of the sadden you come to me and you are not simply asking me to give you some, you are asking me to give you access to the account that has your college money in it. You are not stupid, that's a lot of money. So I think it's valid for me to ask what you did to all the money you had saved up over the years so suddenly and what is so important that you are not asking me to give you money but want access to a bank account that has thousands of dollars in it. "

"Tch, " I looked down. "I just want to have access to it."

"Why? "

"Because I want the money? Duh."

"What will you do with them? "

"They are mine, why should you care?"

"I want to know what a seventeen year old wants to do with such a big amount of money. Just because something is yours doesn't mean you should take advantage of it in spite of something that can make your life better. This is money, a lot of money that are there for your future, so you can accomplish your dream and now you want to take that away from yourself. So I'm not going to give you access to a way to throw away your future without at least knowing what you'll do in the present."

"So your answer is no? "

"I want to know what you'll do with them." I looked at him, he was leaning on the desk now. "To what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into to cause you to loose all the money you had saved up and now make you ask me to give you access to so much money?"