Mia's POV:“So, as the older brother, you're doing everything to take care of your family? What about your mother?” I asked. I didn't know much about her except that she was a teacher.“My mother…” Zayn sighed. “My mother isn't capable of working to earn money. She's… different. It's just me doing most of the work while my father steals money to buy more booze.”“I'm sorry that you have to go through all this,” I said. I placed my hand on his shoulder. “Hopefully, with me now in your life, we'll try to fix everything that we can.”“I don't need fixing,” Zayn said, getting defensive.I lifted my hands in surrender. “I never said that. And it's not what I mean. I'm just here to help you when you need me.”That was the end of the conversation. I filed it directly into questions or phrases that get Zayn to close up towards me.Chloe stopped by a grocery store and we waited for a few minutes before I grabbed the door handle. Zayn grabbed my hand. “What are you doing?” He asked.“I'm going
Mia's POV:She found my good side and advised me on how to pose with that. A few models started before me. It was easy. The photographer gave them hints and I watched them bring the vision to life.When it was my turn, Genevieve stood next to the photographer and gave me pointers. Most of the pictures turned out amazing and the director took my number for future projects.It was weird.When we were done, I hopped into the car with Genevieve, exhausted. “I thought taking pictures was easy. This was a lot of work.”She nodded. “It's a usual misconception. People think being a model is a walk in the park.” She gave the driver instructions to take us to a restaurant for a late lunch or early dinner.All I wanted to do was wash off the makeup on my face and crawl into bed. I missed a whole day of work but it also meant that Zayn would have at least tons of information to give me about my mentees.After dinner, Genevieve dropped me home. “Thanks for today. I got to live like a model for a d
Mia's POV:Jackson stopped moving and he looked at me. “You like this side of me? What do you mean?” He asked.“You're not cold or detached. You don't have this hard exterior you usually exhibit. You're usually giving short responses or single sentences but right now, hearing you talk for so long, it's just different.” I said. “Good different.”“Oh,” Jackson said, “I guess I'll have to be more of myself with you some more.” He opened the car door for me.I smiled, “I would like that.” I turned to face him. “Goodnight, Jackson.” I walked into his arms and hugged him.“Goodnight, Mia.”Terry drove me back home. Melanie was already asleep but she left my dinner in the oven with a sticky note so I would notice.The next morning, when it was barely 5am, the doorbell rang rapidly. I tumbled out of bed, rolling and walking sleep drunk to get to the door.On the other side was Genevieve, I unlocked it. “What the hell—” I was shoved aside. Several people followed after her, their hands occupie
Mia's POV:“It can happen. The first few times, you probably wouldn't have a notable reaction. But, after it's been introduced to the body, you can say there's a build-up. Until it's enough to cause a noticeable reaction.” The doctor explained.“So, I'm allergic to that oxy thingy?” Genevive asked.“Oxytocin. Yes.” The doctor replied.“Well, shit. That's weird.” Genevive said. “So, how do I get rid of this?” she lifted her arm.“If you take these,” he handed the prescription over to me and I read them over, “in about twenty-four to forty-eight hours, you should be as good as new.”“Twenty-four hours?!” Genevive exclaimed. “I don't have twenty-four hours. I have a modeling shoot.”“I'm sorry about that but I think you're going to have to cancel.” the doctor said. “Make sure to take the pills and get lots of rest. And water. You'll be fine in no time.”The doctor left before Genevive began to make small noises. “Ohhhh…” she groaned. “This is terrible. I'm allergic to Oxytocin.”“It's no
Mia's POV:“You didn't choose for me. No one did. The choice was made when I chose to return. I thought that was clear enough that I was ready for this new phase of my life.” I added.Jaxon listened, massaging my leg down to my toes. “I just want you to be safe. And it scares me when I think of the lengths I would go through just to achieve that.”I smiled. “I’ll have you know that was very reassuring.”He grinned and patted my leg. “Come on. You need a hearty dinner.” He said, standing to his feet.“Dinner?!” I asked. That much time was gone?“Yup. It's about an hour to dinner time but we pushed it up so you can eat.” He held out his hand and I grabbed it. He pulled me to his feet. “Change out of these and cool off in the shower. I'll go get you a clean set of clothes from your room.”I nodded and watched him leave. I went to the changing room and turned on the shower. The hot water poured down my back, easing the pain in my limbs. When I was done, I wrapped a towel around my chest a
Mia's POV:“You didn't choose for me. No one did. The choice was made when I chose to return. I thought that was clear enough that I was ready for this new phase of my life.” I added.Jaxon listened, massaging my leg down to my toes. “I just want you to be safe. And it scares me when I think of the lengths I would go through just to achieve that.”I smiled. “I’ll have you know that was very reassuring.”He grinned and patted my leg. “Come on. You need a hearty dinner.” He said, standing to his feet.“Dinner?!” I asked. That much time was gone?“Yup. It's about an hour to dinner time but we pushed it up so you can eat.” He held out his hand and I grabbed it. He pulled me to his feet. “Change out of these and cool off in the shower. I'll go get you a clean set of clothes from your room.”I nodded and watched him leave. I went to the changing room and turned on the shower. The hot water poured down my back, easing the pain in my limbs. When I was done, I wrapped a towel around my chest a