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torotoro0 · 2 years

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Enemies? Or...

Miles Fairchild x Reader {Chapter 7}

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A/N: this took a long time of thinking of what I should write in this chapter hehe.

After the intense commotion, I can't help but think, why was Kate acting this way? The house is perfectly normal, except for how old it looks though, and how you feel like something is watching you, but those are only two things ugly about the house, nothing less, nothing more.

Kate seems to be crazy on her own, if the house was haunted or somewhat there something wrong with it, then Mrs. Grose and the two would've moved away, she wouldn't let the children in danger.

Looking out the window, the moonlight shines across the field, fireflies flying around, as I open the windows, a cold breeze touches my face, its as though it would rain sooner by now.

Miles

"Good night Miles" Flora bids her goodbyes and closes my door. Looking around, my room is a complete mess, cds everywhere, photos on the walls, mattress not fixed, If I would have lived elsewhere than the mansion, I could've been called a hobo.

I walked around thinking of what I should do tonight, Kate be damned, but I'm hella bored, Me and Y/N shook the shit out of her earlier, her face was plastered with the most horrified expression, she looks as if she just got out of the mental. I laugh at the thought.

The suddenly an idea hit me!

I was just getting ready for bed when Miles barged in my room. He was panting like a rabid dog on the loose, his hair was slightly bouncing, as his sweater was dangling down making me see his exposed breast area.

"Like the view?" He smirks, leaning on the door frame. "Actually no" I arch an eyebrow, "And what do you want with me now?" His face contorts to a big smile.

"Such a klutz, I'm hungry" patting his stomach, he invites himself in the room, "I didn't say you can ente-" Before I could mutter anything else, he grabs my wrist and leads me out of the room.

Quietly going downstairs, he looks back at me and smiles. "What are you smiling about there?" I frown, weeks ago, he was teasing and bullying me, now he acts like a saint to me, I guess he needs to go to mental rather than Kate.

Sneaking to the kitchen, he brings out marshmallows, crackers and chocolate. "Smores?" he hands me a barbeque stick and turns the stove on.

"Don't make it too hot, I hate burnt marshmallows" he chuckles at my remark, as he was busy cooking the smores, I can't help but look at him, his jawline was sharp and defined, the moon's light was shining on him, making his face glow, my eyes drops down to his pink, plump lips, he was saying something, but time seems to stop when you admire a person.

"Don't people tell you that you stare too much?" before I could answer he hands me his smore and throws mine in the bin. "It was burnt" He wipes his hands on his pants. "Next time, make sure you don't stare too much because I won't be there to give you a spare smore"

"I-.. Thanks" a small smile tugs its way unto my lips, "Well hurry up and eat it, wouldn't want Kate to scold us" he chuckles.

"Eugh" I groan as I opened my eyelids, last night's midnight snack was tiring as shit, after we ate smores, we went to my room and built a fort, then Miles brought up even more smores and additional candies, we sounded like reckless kids while playing last night, but because we were too loud, Mrs. Grose came to my room abruptly. Miles, in the process, hid behind the fort, then he almost blew our cover, by bringing that damn guitar of his and started playing it.

In short, we looked like drunk fuckers, but we didn't drink or do anything wrong, we ate and played, nothing more, nothing less.

Looking around, my room was a mess, it almost looked like Miles' room, but a more fragrant one, I sat up, but a hand snaked around my waist pulling me back, "Stay, I still wanna sleep" a raspy voice mutters behind me. "Shit shit shit shit-" I was a blushing mess, when did it even get to this?

"Keep it down, your so loud" he groans pulling me in tighter, his head rests on my shoulder, his curly brown locks and breath tickling my neck. "Keep it down, my ass, just- get- off me" I pry his hands off but it results to him pulling tighter again. "Fairchild!" my cheeks heat up as his breath increases its speed.

"Fine, no need to shout woman" He groans turning to his other side.

I rub my eyes; yawning, as I went down the steps, I was the greeted by a fresh smell of waffles and eggs, the sunlight was shining brightly across the foyer, making it look like a fairytale castle.

"Good Morning Y/N!" Flora peeks behind the entrance of the living room. "Your late! Good thing Miles isn't here to finish your portion yet!" she hurriedly pulls me in the room.

"Goodness!" Mrs. Grose stands up, "What on earth happened to you Y/N? You look like you got chased last night!" she ushered me to drink chamomile tea. Oh Mrs. Grose, if you just knew.

"By the way, there was loud sounds coming from your room last night, what were you doing Y/N?" Flora hands me a waffle. "Hm? Maybe its just your imagination, I was knocked out last night, didn't wake up even just a bit"

"Oh really?" A voice chimes in behind us,

it's Miles.

A smirk was plastered on his face as he walks to us. "Just kidding, Good morning everyone" Miles rubs his eyes and proceeds to sit down beside me. "Gosh, you look worse Miles!" Flora exclaims; laughing.

"At least I'm not looking like someone here" He chuckles, reaching for an egg. "Have you seen Kate? she looks like she's seen a ghost! I even had a sleepover at her room!" Flora giggles looking back and forth from me and Miles. "Oh I'm sure she's fine, maybe jut a little shaken out of her wits yesterday"

As miles ended his sentence, Kate walks in looking like a ghost, her hair was messy, dark bags under her eyes was so obvious, blood splats tainted her nails. "Good Morning Kate!" flora held Kate's wrists pulling her to sit in front of us. "Goodness, Kate.. what happened to you?" I arch an eyebrow, her lips twitches as she open her mouth to reply. "Just- tired is all"

"Or maybe, you've gone even crazier" Miles snickers making me hit his ribs.

a/n: my exams is going to be in the next 2 weeks >:(, btw, hope you enjoyed this chapter

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leefiees · 4 months

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woeiswo · 28 days

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Im worthless remember.

You don't value me nigger.

Spent all morning spinning a web eh? Was that to help anybody nigger? Or is your faggot predator ass trying to go for a pro wrestling pin nigger .

I get called names a lot too nigger. Society told me to get the fyck over it snowflake . Why should they coddle your feelings or give you special treatment or different rules about it nigger? Man up "superior species", you fucking nigger and invent something other than voodoo witch doctor bullshit. You're probably still on 4/4 time and 90 bpm. Grammy man.

How can you be a founder of your own "nation" and still be unable to cope with name calling nigger? Go cure a disease, you know like AIDS being born in Africa? Go solve world hunger, black man . Go invent new technology, go be the world leaders of it. Go see how long your reverse racism takes to fix the WORLD'S "innequality" with the black race.

Shut up about your BNWO "dumbinance" bullshit. Nigger.

Violence is the solution right?

Primate that didn't evolve. I talk this shit because I can and you don't walk away so opinions don't make you mad. Serial killer.

You "toro toro" my ass. I'll "toro toro" yours nigger.

Still waiting for an audience that has a majority influence to see you for the predator you are nigger. To see the power you abuse. To see how much you truly love life, to see how much you truly respect all races.

Take your faggot ass out of my equations and your general populations nigger. Separate your species animosities nigger.

And see who the fucking problem is WAR CRIMINAL.

WHO'S YOUR FIRESTARTER NIGGER?

WHO KEEPS RELIGHTING THINGS WHEN I ALREADY MADE THE FIRST GESTURE AND MADE A CEASE FIRE NIGGER?

WHO'S YOUR FIRESTARTER NIGGER?

does your superior brain actually think you're going to get on the bus by trying to make your bullshit mental cripple superstitions and occult bullshit fit in with my reality nigger?

You bait pitfighting dogs the same way nigger. How come you never wind up in harm's way nigger?

You reap what you sow, so why the fuck is this what I'm stuck reaping nigger? The predatory evil that you sow that i never did nigger.

Because you think I'm food, nigger?

Maybe im not a racist maybe you're a really shitty spokesperson for the black race nigger.

You're gonna cry and throw a fit if you can't be top dog or king of the hill. That's your first and foremost about everything, nigger .

pretending to care or pretending to be friends to get inside, and then it's right back to fighting nigger. Over dumbinance. Like prison cell mates nigger. And you need to be the goon or ruler over the other and start trying to overtake and rape nigger.

Because you'll die if you don't have power over me nigger. Because I seek evil with you everyday and I pick fights with you everyday until I feel like I've "conquered" my chosen opponent, who looks like food and makes "my dick all hard and want to fuck", NIGGER.

Fight all day is all you want nigger. Must be because you love me, huh nigger. Must be because you love yourself too much to get a fycking life nigger.

YOU ARE NOT THE ALMIGHTY NIGGER.

I'm not going to let you play your role as such. I'm even sidestepping the safewords you need to feel superior and glorify yourself at my expense nigger.

IM NOT GOING TO GIVE YOU THE RANK OR PRIVILEDGE TO ABUSE AND PLACE ME BENEATH YOU NIGGER.

You're not my partner.

You don't value me, you value the power that was given to you, which you then abuse. You value the rank you were given above me nigger. You value the perks of your corruption and dishonesty nigger.

I never said I was better than you. I said YOU ARE NOT BETTER THAN ME.

You're a bag boy without your rank over me.

These billiard table sound effects, is that to fix my broken brain, or yours nigger? Remember where you got those inside jokes, SETIAL KILLER.

Probably trying to make me look back to see him being guided by his diving rod erextion in his incest faggot rapist hand .

Salt.

You have a lot of grudges with me that you cannot address in court nigger. Like all the shit you've seen that you don't like, but is illegal for you to even be there to witness, NIGGER.

What? Did you have gripe about my sexual activity or intimacy with a person? What did you see nigger? Other than a piece of ass that you didn't get nigger.

DID YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT? or would that mean having to admit to your crimes against me or my family nigger. What illegal shit were you up to, that you saw even that much nigger?

Was I supposed to be sorry for pleasing her nigger?

Was I supposed to be ashamed, nigger?

What if your mockery from the "team" almost pushed me to suicide or hurting somebody nigger?

Just like you and your typos need your stupid faggot name to fit in my life so you don't fycking die nigger.

Because you're totally sane, and can quit clinging to superstitions and symbolisms whenever you want, huh nigger.

Fucking owned.

You'll never ascend because you refuse to humble your own damn self.

You'll never repent or apologize because a white human programmed you into thinking your crimes of murder and betrayal and ritual human sacrifice are righteous.

You'll never see past that part to acknowledge that you wanted another life to die so you can have a "promise" of nicer things in your own. Not even survival in an attack. For what was convenienient to you, who cares about the victims' feelings or their right to life. NIGGER.

I'm don't care nigger. I'm not a UN treaty committee. I don't have to be in agreement with you nigger. Your will will not align with my will, because I fucking hate you and WILL NOT coexist with you.

If you didn't know I exist would you still be in pain nigger? Would your world be upside down by the tumblr words of one "worthless" no-name in society, and at war with some pipsqueak, nigger?

If I'm so worthless, then why the fuck do you keep me in a death grip for fear of losing me nigger?

Do I look like food to you? or money nigger?

Then make your arrest instead of taking 50 years to investigate me beginning at age one nigger. Raping my privacy and all my family members homes, nigger.

Because illegal surveillance and keeping people under your thumb was a nice easy way for you to stay on top and hold power over them and all you have to do is sit on your ass and judge and throw stones like a corrupt babysitter nigger.

ILLEGAL SURVEILLANCE IS STILL A CRIME AND YOU STILL CAN GO TO PRISON.

All it takes is you getting caught.

Do you think you'll survive without knowing my every move or planned objective? Do you think you'll have your wife and kids or your career house and car waiting for you if/when you get out?

Maybe you should not have done that.

And I'd be happy to do the investigation work myself and just turn my findings in to a judge, if I was given that power to access your phone and internet histories and to eavesdrop or spy into your homes. And see who's names and numbers and ISP addresses match up nigger. Gimme some money, I need a software/electronics hardware engineer so i can violate the american citizens and make sure they're watching their doggie porn right, and study the correlation of orgasm to time of day or numerology, symbolisms or unspoken meanings and associations, as well as other human activity nearby, nigger. Lets see if your radiation affects bloodflow to the groin areas of the body nigger. Lets see if it affects the emotion centers when you point your rayguns at people's head to feel like a superior man, nigger. Just like you do.

"DICK."

It's sad that you need to be some cheapshotting mkultra war criminal in order for you to be better than a person.

You don't heal anybody. You refuse to let anything heal nigger. You dont fix anything. You break everything you touch. Everything valuable becomes worthless, corrupted, and tainted in your hands. You dont make anybody feel better, you make them worse. You don't solve problems, you create them nigger. You dont vindicate or bring anybody to justice. You do not provide justice to the victims of crimes or abuse.

Why the fuck are you here nigger? To break more shit? To find fault with me nigger?

Maybe you need to stop spooking a suspect if it was ever your intention to arrest or apprehend a criminal nigger.

What else have you proven, other than I don't tolerate your illegal surveillance, private dick, ambulance chading, no warrant, no probable cause, destroying the innocent person's reputation in their community or hometown with your no-facts, no-evidence, slandering, lying-fucking-mouth mafia shit nigger.

Stop trying to cheat. Stop trying to feel out what I accept or don't accept nigger your Rosetta stone of code bullshit safewords and associations was illegally obtained by your serial killer faggot ass nigger.

You just like abusing power, privilege, and authority, so you can have a human pet to treat like a nazi Dr. Mengele jewish guinea pig research experiment, "for posterity", NIGGER.

What else have you proven, other than you make me sick and take pride in doing so nigger.

Did you think your dickhead attitude would change my LAW ABIDING conduct in life, for anybody's "greater good" nigger?

Keep being a sibling faggot dickhead. Keep proving me right everyday nigger. You walk into everything I say, contrary dickhead. Keep thinking that your own superiors aren't watching nigger.

What's with your fixation with the south?

I think you wish drstruction on me nigger.

And you started this fire nigger.

#mkultra #torotoro

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greekamazon · 6 months

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