Chapter 23 | None Of Your Business
698 Words
Why can't I go to sleep?
I trailed my eyes up on the ceiling in the darkness. Thinking. About everything. How my life is getting semi better, but I just have this feeling everything will just crumble down all together. Because every time good things happen in my life, especially together, my life suddenly breaks. Making it worse.
I rolled over on the side of the bed, looking ahead in darkness. I sigh. I was never going to get any sleep. Too many thoughts were running through my mind. Whatever Killian and I have should be settled. But we've still need a plan about Miliah. ugh my life should really become a reality TV show.
Getting up from my bed, I slipped on my flip flops and grabbed my jacket. Opening the door, I made sure to snatch my phone from the table before leaving out the hotel towards the beach.
I walked along the beach line in darkness. The breeze of wind, rushed against my skin. I held my jacket tighter from the breeze.
Why was my life so complicated? Ever since Killian has stepped into the picture, my life completely went into a different direction. And I don't even know how to fix it. I never do. This was the first ever situation I didn't run away from. Yet.
My train of thought got irrupted from a person quite not far from me, but I couldn't make out.
"Why didn't you wake me." A voice snarled through a phone from far, as the figure walked towards me, without knowing I was standing.
I squint my eyes into the darkness trying to make out the person. Long hair soon to appear as the person came come towards my direction. It was a girl.
I continue to walk closer as the body came closer.
"He'll never know, since when did I care?" the voice adds.
My eyes widen, I knew that voice.
Miliah.
I jog closer, "Milah?" I furrow my eyebrows together.
"Got to go." she quickly hangs up, now standing in front of me.
"What are you doing here, at 3 am?" I question.
She rolls her eyes, "None of your business." she cross her arms together.
I examine her, looking at what she was wearing, it wasn't her clothes for sure, "Is that a boy's t-shirt?"
She covers herself with her jacket tighter, "Yes, and it's Killian's." she sneers.
She was so lying, because I know of course. I always know.
"Ok."
She rolls her eyes and stump passed me, hitting my shoulder as I stumble back
Quick on her heels, she spun around to face me again, "Oh and by the way stay the hell away from my boyfriend, if I even see you look at him like you do, touch him, or say anything to him not work related I'll make sure to ruin your life," she steps closer towards me glaring up at my forest green eyes, "You don't want Killian to know about your little Neal incident, now do we?" she c***s her head to the side smirking.
I froze, eyes widen, my hands began to sweat, my stomach began to drop down to my feet. I wanted to hurl, just saying his name. I was scared. How could she even know? The case was locked away, gone. He was in jail. If Killian would ever see the real me, learn the real me he would see me in a different way. He would regret ever kissing me, teasing me. He would probably fire me, seeing how weak I am. How broken I am. How I'm such a waste, covering up the true me. She smirks seeing my reaction as she pat me on the back, smiling evilly.
"You wouldn't think I would know?" she scoff, "You're pathetic, and if I were you I would do the right thing and stay away b***h!" she smirked, as she continue to walk towards the hotel.
I stood there frozen, as I dropped down on the ground, curled up in the sand, with my head on my knees. This can't be happening, life can never really get better for me.
Life is such a b***h.
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