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37 Days Darkness
POV XAs I lay in my bed, darkness is falling in the sky, darkness is falling on me. I’m in physical and mental pain. My throat hurts and my mouth is so dry, it hurts to swallow down water, it’s almost not even worth it to try. Julian hasn’t left the penthouse all day and although I am grateful for him, I want him to just leave already. I’m brought back to that thought of serenity I felt, I want it back. I now know what it was, I was gone. I didn’t mean to overdose, but god damn in a way I wish I didn’t wake up to this life again. I’m feeling lost, I lost Millie, I lost the mother I hoped for my whole life was a good person and was just scared of this harsh life in the mansion, but no, she left me for selfish reasons. I don’t know what the hell I'm doing with my business anymore and I can’t seem to get a grip on anything. For a minute I had no worries, no pain, no problems. I will never attempt to achieve that feeling on my own again but it’s something I'm currently longing fo
37 Days Self inflicted
POVJulian I don’t even make it halfway down the hall when I hear things from X’s room breaking. I expected this. I wanted to be the one to tell him because word travels fast in this house, half the house already knows about his overdose but no one is stupid enough to approach him, even if it were words of encouragement. X is a defensive person, he doesn’t want anyone taking pity on him and he doesn’t do well with kind words. X thrives off of the negative, he turns it into a challenge. X’s dad formed him this way, just as mine did but my dad had a percentage more of a heart than X’s. We were taught from adolescence to not let people in, to conceal our feelings and weaknesses, and to hide who we are as a person. In this business, you’re a lethal robot. Millie is breaking X away from that and he’s struggling beyond belief with it. I don’t trust X to have found this information out from someone else, he’s irrational when he’s upset, he doesn’t know how to handle when things are out o
37 Days The other
POVMillie I’m starting to feel bad about my outbursts of the evening. The tension in the suite is dense and it’s all because of me. I try to salvage the night by suggesting The Bachelor. They of course are down to watch but Steph is nonexistent, still in her room.I really get to thinking while we watch an episode, all of these women fighting for one man. What makes him so special? Sure, he’s handsome but when it comes down to it is he really worth it? Other than his good looks, which one of these girls is actually going to see him? To love him, to pick him up when he falls and pick her up in that same manner? When all is said and done, every single one of these girls but one will have their heart broken by this man. Why put yourself through that? All for the chance that he might choose you?And the one. The one that wins him over, what happens after that? He just dated dozens of women, made connections with them, had intimate moments with them while you were tucked warm in your b
37 Days Taken interest
POV Millie It’s now Friday morning and I dread having to go into work today to see Nick. I curl my hair, brushing it out after it’s set. I do my makeup in neutral tones so it doesn’t look like I’m trying to dress up for him today. I walk out of the bedroom ready to go but still have a little time before I have to leave. I make myself a hot coffee. I don’t add anything in, I take a sip of the black coffee. “Yeah, no, not happening..” I say to myself with a scrunched face. I grab the French vanilla coffee creamer out of the fridge, adding more than usual to dissipate the gross plain black coffee I had to force down my throat. “So much better,” I say to myself with a smile. “Are you having a conversation with yourself mills?” Steph asks coming out of her room. I laugh, “maybe…” “Whatcha guys talking about?” She asks with a grin. “Coffee,” I say proudly. “Well can Millie 1, ask Millie 2 to make me a cup while she’s at it?” Steph asks sitting on a barstool. “They say yes,” I sa
37 Days Hidden hoodie
POV Millie Saturday morning. Tonight is my date with Nick that I completely regret initiating. It’s just one date, if it goes south he’ll be leaving in two days anyway. I’m so not ready for any of this, I haven’t gone on a real date with someone in a while and it’s nerve-wracking. I sit at the table in the suite drinking my morning coffee, not black, but with plenty of French vanilla creamer when Steph comes strolling out of the room like a hot mess with her hair everywhere and yesterday's makeup in all the wrong places. She wasn’t home when I got home yesterday but I heard her stroll in late last night. “Tonight’s the night huh?” She asks in a sleepy voice. “Yeah…do you think you can call me in sick for it?” I ask humorously. “No baby girl, you did this to yourself, now you gotta follow through, no saving you tonight.” She says through a yawn and tapping the top of my head. “So where were you all last night?” I ask her. She grins widely. “At my new place..” she says with a
37 Days Penny for your thoughts
POVMillie I step outside of the hotel and right in front is what I’m assuming is Nick's gray car. He rolls down the window, “hey em,” he says with a smile and my nerves are in overdrive. I get in and we lightly converse about our days as we drive for what seems to be only about five minutes when we pull into a restaurant, Blue Lagoon the sign on the building reads. We step out of the car and I’m thankful when we walk in and the atmosphere seems casual. There are sharks and other sea life creatures hanging on the walls. A hostess greets us and then guides us to a table alongside a window that has a view of the ocean. The sun is starting to set giving the sky an orangey hue. The scene brings me back to all of the nights spent with X and the deep conversation we’ve had that made us fall in love in the first place. Sitting here with Nick is feeling off-kilter but I need to make new memories even if it hurts in the process. A waitress walks over to our table introducing herself as As
37 Days Fiery red
POVMillie I’m briskly walking around the parking lot trying to locate Penelope’s car, pressing the panic button, I’m not sure what is panicking more, me or the red Ford Fusion a few rows away. This girl and red I swear..Never mind that, I need to get to X. It takes me way too long to get there, a place I never wanted to return to ever again in my existence can’t come into view soon enough. I have no nerves, I just need answers and I need them now. I pull up onto Sunset Avenue and drive a hundred feet until the house comes into view. I type in the gate’s passcode as fast as my fingers can manage and it takes an eternity for the tall black wrought iron to open, once it finally does, I speed to any parking spot available. I run out of the car as fast as I can and run into the front door, getting looks from some of the nearly naked girls sitting around with drinks in hand. It’s Saturday night so he could be at the club, god I hope he’s not there and with some girl on top of him.
37 Days No one wins, no one loses
POVXDamn, this woman is fucking abusive lately. The faster we have our little pointless talk on the beach the faster she’ll leave. I can’t even look at her, she looks fucking beautiful right now, but it’s not for me it’s for whoever she transferred feelings for. I keep my head down following her out of the bedroom where I let all my frustrations out the other night. We walk through the living room where Steph is crying and Julian is consoling her, I hate them right now. They’re moving in together and here I am alone as always and always will be. Millie ignores the couple on the couch, as do I as I follow her out of the penthouse. We take the stairs rather than the elevator and If I just play by the rules it’ll all be over fast enough. We make it outside and I can smell the smoke from my balcony from out here. Luckily I didn’t lose my joint, after I stood up from my comfortable spot on my chair, I placed the joint behind my ear. I’m gonna need this shit before, during and afte
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