Love From A Distance

Chapter 20 Telling Him

Millicent's POV

I watch Aiden slowly walk away, looking as handsome as ever.. Even with the radiating anger embodying him at the moment, which seems to be noticed in every stomp he takes from here. With his fists tightly balled up as his muscles flex and unflex, showing how much he is holding back, trying to respect my wishes.

I have to say, I have never seen this side of him before, but I really don't mind this look on him one bit. Even though I openly admit that I hated this look on Wyatt, because I knew that meant he was mad at me.. mostly.

So that also meant to me that he was going to be yelling at me later, or breaking some things in the house that's directed at me, whether it made contact or not. But with Aiden, I have a concretely different feeling when I see him mad.

The heated look on his face that came so naturally in my defense. When he was yelling at Wyatt about us, was something enticing to experience for myself. I felt my body heating up at that act alone. Not even including the look on his handsome face as he blocked that hit to me, all the hits he received willingly and all the hits he landed on Wyatt in return. The whole situation was enthralling to behold firsthand and I don't regret it one bit.

Plus what really reeled me into the situation was the fact that he would go out of his way to defend me against his own friend, that he has known way longer than me.. whether he wants to be with me or not, this is something to cherish and respect either way. I will go to hell and back for any person, man or woman, who would do the same for me. That's loyalty at it's finest. Loyalty and trust is earned not given. So I can confidently say he has sufficiently earned my loyalty and trust after all of that.

I couldn't be more appreciative of him being here for me.. but.. as much as I want him to stay to be my strength in this hard time.. I do need him to leave so I can get this whole mess taken care of.. so I just stand in place as if I'm a statue, watching his broad frame reluctantly leave while looking back at me every chance he can, to confirm I'm ok.

What's funny is that I'm doing the exact same for him, making him leave to make sure he doesn't get hurt again, especially over me.. I feel bad enough knowing that I even caused this much turmoil to ensue, I don't want to cause more.

I know if he sees me arguing with Wyatt he will try to protect me again but I need to take care of this now and in my own way. Besides, I know how Wyatt's temper is and he won't allow Aiden to be near me and around while we talk about this.. and I would assume, that if he is distracted with Aiden then he won't be listening to anything I have to say.

Once Aiden is out of sight I turn around to see a disapproving Wyatt. His head is continuously shaking back and forth as if it was made to do only that. I notice his peck muscles flexing because of the bounce in his shirt, trying to be intimidating, with his arms tightly wrapped across his chest.

The most shocking part of this stance is the disgust in his eyes that somehow hurts me worse than before, but I can't let him get to me.. he is the one that caused this.

"How could you, Milly? And with my best friend at that?" he spats these rhetorical questions at me, just trying to make me feel even worse than I already do.. But it won't work this time, even with that dumb blonde shaking her head right behind him. I roll my eyes already hating this conversation but convincing myself that this has to happen whether it's pleasant or not.

"Honestly?" I ask him, feeling my heart's race picking up, while skipping a couple of beats, knowing this is it.. this is my time to finally tell him how I feel because for once he is here asking me for my opinion to know what's going on.. I don't know if he will listen, like the other times I have attempted to talk with him.. but might as well give it a try. This is my hail-mary to show him how toxic this relationship really is.

I clear my throat as I take a couple of steps closer to them so I don't have to yell across the yard. "I was hurting in so many ways Wyatt.. You never come around anymore.. You're always gone doing who knows what and when you are home, it feels like your mind is a million miles away. When I talk to you about my feelings you ignore them or don't even let me talk about them at all.. I haven't had a husband for a long time.. and I'm sorry that all this happened to be with your best friend.. but I don't regret it. I don't know when your love for me stopped with you.. but for me, it gradually happened.. I lost respect and love for you every time you didn't come home.. Or whenever you did come home but slept out on the couch instead of sleeping with me.. every time I tried to talk with you but I saw on your face that you never listened to a word that came out of my mouth.. Your actions chipped away at our relationship.. I miss the old you and the connection we had.. but that time and man are gone and will never come back." I declare to him as he scoffs in disgust.

"Seriously? This is all my fault? Let's just blame Wyatt for his wife cheating on him... makes sense." he mockingly replies making me livid. "Wow seriously? She is disgusting." says the stupid woman who seems to be latched to my husband, like some sort of leach.

"Don't you sit there and act all perfect.. I'm not stupid nor blind Wyatt. I saw you and this bimbo flirting out in front of everyone. I know you're attracted to her and you shamelessly showed me and your whole work that you like her, which I'm pretty sure is not allowed!" I yell at him with the anger spilling from between my lips and clung to each word.

"Bimbo?!" She screams at me as I lift my gaze to link with hers. She looks livid but who honestly cares what she thinks? "Oh I'm sorry I assumed you would know what that meant.. let me dumb it down for you.. bimbo.. it's a polite way to call you a dumb whore." I declare to her as she gasps but lunges at me, with Wyatt wrapping his arms around her like it is nothing to touch her like this, but luckily stopping her before her fist can make contact.

"F*#k you b*tch!" She yells as I smirk over at her. "Bring it on BIMBO." I egg her on to come at me again, because believe me she has been pissing me off this whole day so far and what else do I have to lose at this point?

"You saw us flirting?" he curiously asks.. not denying it whatsoever like I imagined he would. "Yeah I saw.. but I ignored it.. and you want to know why?" I asked him as I watch his head nod in response.

"I let you do it because I realized in that moment, that I didn't care.. I didn't have feelings for you anymore. I have been forcing us to try to stay together and work through this.. and why? Only because of the fact, that I was scared.. scared of being alone.. scared of failing.. scared to admit the actions I have made.. But not anymore.. I'm here to turn over a new leaf.. change this for myself because I need change.. this life is not good enough for me anymore and for once I think I deserve better." I explain in the declaration of my feelings while holding myself straight up with pride, looking him straight in the eyes to try to show how serious I am about all of this.

"Oh please." Blonde scoffs and rolls her eyes at me just openly mocking my feelings. I swallow the knot caught in my throat as I tear my gaze from hers just to look back at Wyatt to demand. "I want a divorce.. we're getting a divorce."

He looks shocked by my words, as if he somehow didn't see this coming.. I just hope he is actually listening to them. "No way." he says as if it's the stupidest thing for me to even suggest.. but this comment doesn't just shock me but also makes the girl at his side look shocked and even appalled.

"This is not up for discussion.. I'm done with you." I demand again with so much confidence behind my words that I felt the strength lifting me higher. I will stand up for what I want and need.. no more pushover.

"So what's your plan? To go to Aiden's house and be his little f*#k toy? That's all he wants you for." He spats as if he is jealous or something.. when I know for a fact he hasn't cared for a long time.. but he had his chance with me so he has no say in this whether he still cares about me or not.

"It's none of your business what I plan to do with my life from here on out.. All you need to know is that I'm doing what I want, because I chose to do so." I explain vaguely to him making his face turn to a shade of red I have never seen on a face before, looking madder than before as those words actually look like they hit him hard. His eyes are glaring at me as his little b*tch continues to mock me from afar with her petty glares and hands on her hips.

So I decide to do the same back.. giving her a taste of her own medicine because like I said before what do I have to lose at this point and I don't want to let them hurt me more than they already have.

I flip her off, with my middle finger flying high, as I lip sync the words f*#k you to her as she screams out, pulling at Wyatt's arms that are still restraining her from hitting me like a brick wall, because she is taller than me.

I watch as Wyatt smirks and then lets her go so she bolts at me. I prepare myself for attack as I stick my stance and swing my upper body, giving my fist the momentum it needs to give her the ride of her life.. I instantly make contact with my target that ends up being her face, of course.

The rock-hard feeling of her cheekbone under my balled-up fist startles me because with all the momentum behind it , I feel like I could break her face.

That immediate contact I made with her face was probably the loudest pop I have ever heard, that it almost rang in my ear as the hit vibrated through my arm.. and it seemed to hurt her more than I thought it would.. But it was effective because it sent her straight to the ground.

I smirk to myself, feeling stronger than ever while looking down at her face that's straight in the dirt. Cheers can be heard as I glance up to see that his coworkers are still here and watching everything. My features turn into pure shock not knowing we had an audience, showing them a show they won't forget. But apparently those smiles show how much they really disliked her which makes me feel a little better about my actions.

Before I can comprehend my next steps, I hear it before I even feel it. The loud slap to my cheek sends a shooting pain through me that I never expected. My head is thrown to the side, twisting my neck harder than I ever anticipated.. I'll be feeling that later.

"Get the hell out of here you c*nt!" Wyatt demands of me with the hand he just hit me with still hanging in the air. I glare at him hating that he would treat me this way. So if he wants me to leave, then too damn bad I'm going to hit him where it hurts.

"Why the hell would I do that?! I live here.. she should get the hell out!" I spat now holding my cheek that feels so hot from the skin-to-skin contact.

"You attacked her and you want to kick her out?! I don't f*#king think so.. you need to leave now and believe me I'll be gone tonight.. at least for a little bit to give you time to grab your shit." He directs me as I mockingly laugh the fakest laugh I have ever come up with.. loud and annoying.

"I'm not going anywhere.. this is my house too that I have my name on and helped pay for.. so I will be a decent human being and give you time to console that child with her booboo.. but I'll be back later and she better not be here.. or I will make sure the other eye is matching this black one." I demand, laying down the rules for once.. And by the shock apparent on his face, I can tell he never expected that from me.. but like I said this is the new and improved Milly.. what you see is what you get.

"Fine.. get the f*#k out of here before I make you." He declares lifting his hand and forearm higher than the rest to show me what he would use to teach me another lesson. I swallow hard just wanting to get away from her. Once I turn the corner and out of sight, I put my hand on my cheek again and rub it lightly.

I feel the tears welling in my eyes as I start to let my guard down now that I'm alone.. but as my guard comes down so do the tears with it. I don't want to let them see me cry.. I have to get out of here before anything else happens.