𝕯𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒 𝕲𝖎𝖗𝖑☆𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝐄!𝟒𝟐 𝑴𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔

𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈

you're dead to me...
ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : dead to me

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↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ
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𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒' 𝐀𝐑𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆, 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄'𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄.
Everyone around them screamed. Phones were pulled out and started to record them. Chance was screaming and wailing as Miles was raving his face, ripping him to shreds.
"Hey! Oh my god! Get off him!"

The coach tried her hardest to pull Miles off of Chance but to no avail.

You stuck to your word and sat and watch as Chance got beat up by your dear. What a man! A mighty good man!!Low-key, Miles molly-whomping someone is just a little bit. A tiny bit hot..

"S-stop!" Chance yelled over the crowd of kids screaming. The coach ran outside of the gym, screaming for someone to help her. But before the resource officer could stop him, Miles(surprisingly) stopped.

He got up, blood all over his face and hands. Miles bent down to the now destroyed Chance and spat in his face. Earning a oohh's from the crowd. Miles pushed past the crowd as you followed after him.

In the hallway, you walked beside the bloody Miles. "Boy you just got here!" You said, not angry but showing a bit of concern. "I don't give a damn mama"

"I can see that."

You let Miles go and wash off his hands and face. And a bit of his clothes.  You waited for him outside of the bathroom. You fiddled with your phone until a shadow covered your view. You looked up to see the Principal with anger in his eyes.

"Ms. L/N? Where is Morales?" He said sternly. You sat there in silence as your mouth slightly dropped. Before you could answer, Miles left the bathroom.

"The both of you to my office, please?" He commanded. You looked up at Miles as he gave the man a hard stare at him. "Do I need to repeat myself?" He questioned with poison.

Miles sucked his teeth and grabbed your hand and left for the office. "Miles!" You whispered at him. He glared softly at you. "What."

"N-nevermind, but your mom. You know she's busy! She really doesn't have time to deal with this."

Miles sighed, squeezing his hand in yours. "Whatever. He aint got no business talkin' about my dad like that.."

Poor baby. You almost wanted to go find Chance and beat him up personally for what he did to him. "Oh Miles, I'm sorry..." You hugged him tightly as you rubbed his back. You pecked his lips as you caressed his shoulder. Miles dug his head into your neck.

You felt tears run down your shoulder. You sh'd him as you pecked his cheek. "Come on, let's go.." You cooed. You took the bottom half of his shirt and wiped his face. His eyes were bloodshot. His expression spelled anger yet sorrow. You held his hand as you led him to the office.

You made it to the office and sat outside of the principal's office. You rested your head on his shoulder and massaged his hand. "I love you Miles.." You whispered. Miles rested his chin on your head, kissing your forehead.

The principle finally caught up to the two of you.

"Both in you my officr please!" He commanded. "Why are you so dramatic..." You hissed as you got up into his office.

"Please don't say talk me Ms. L/N"

A/N
I was gonna make this chapter longer but I have connectivity problems right now lol.

But Chance totally deserved that. I can relate to Miles tbh.
Not because I have a dead relative but yk say outta pocket shit and your gonna get hit lmao