Semua Bab 37 Days: Bab 171 - Bab 180

POVStephanie The amount of times I orgasmed is actually more insane than Julian. It got to the point that my legs were giving out on me and he eventually had to hold me up against the wall in his arms. “Oh my god, Jul, that was incredible!” I say with a huge cheesy smile on my face. “Hell yeah we’re gonna have to do that more often,” he says back to his normal face as he takes his psychopathic attire off. “I wish you didn’t ruin my bathing suit though,” I pout. “Sorry babe, like I said be careful what you wish for, I don’t do anything half-ass,” he says now changing into shorts and a shirt. I roll my eyes as I rummage through my drawers for a new bikini to wear. “Uhh, maybe you shouldn’t wear a bikini,” Julian says as he slips on some shoes. “Why not?” I ask confused. “Well…your skin is a little red…everywhere,” he looks me up and down, and then so do I. “Jesus Christ Julian!” I scold, he’s right I’m red everywhere. “Sorry babe, you know on the other hand…maybe you should

POVXWe arrive at St. Thomas Hospital after what feels like hours of driving. They’ve taken her away from my presence and through the double doors. What frightens me is my loss of control over the situation, I don’t know what’s happening behind those doors and it’s fucking killing me. A nurse or whatever the fuck she is guides me to the waiting area where I sit alone on a stiff, cream-colored chair with walnut exteriors. I don’t know what to do with myself, my heart is hammering through my chest, my mind is running in circles and I can’t seem to sit still. I take my phone out to busy myself. Various text notifications fill my screen. Slim: Hey buddy I heard what happened everything good?Tank: wtf happened?! Dani: X is everything okay? Thinking of you guys Stone: how’s Millie? Julian: we’re on our way I don’t reply to anyone, I want to tell Julian not to come but if I’m being honest with myself, I need him. After a few minutes of mindless scrolling through my phone without a

POVX I’m a full-blown motherfucking mess. “Fuck!” I scream out in anguish. I pace around with my hands on my hips endlessly until Julian comes out. “Xavier, what happened?” Julian asks in a serious tone, he never calls me by my name. “Fuck, Julian,” I pull at the roots of my hair wishing that this was the only pain I was feeling. “She was drugged man, roofied at a high dose, and she..” I can’t even say the words. I ball my fist, nails engraving in my palms, “She lost the baby.” “Julian she lost the baby and I’m not even in there with her right now to be with her. She knows what happened by now, she fucking knows and no one she loves is with her, she’s all alone in pain,” I explain remorsefully. “Shit, I’m so fucking sorry,” he says with sadness etching his face. “She’s getting a D&C soon to remove everything from her uterus,” I tell him. “Wow man, I just don’t have any words,” Julian shakes his head. “Who the fuck did this Julian? Who would do this to her? I don’t underst

POV Stephanie“Julian, I can’t go with you guys right now, I’ve seen Millie shut down before and I need to be with her, I’m the only real family she has, and how to deal with this,” I explain to him. He nods his head, kissing me on the cheek, “I love you, babe, if you need me call and if you need a ride I’ll pick you up okay?” “Okay, I love you Jul, wish me luck,” I say wrapping my arms around him before he leaves. Today has gone from amazing to downright atrocious in so little time. I’m not sure what happened between Millie and X but if I know my best friend she spewed her venom all over him. Millie has a tendency to shut down who she is at times, losing herself altogether honestly. Something sinister arises as a defense mechanism for her pain. She means no harm and she always makes it right again but when she’s in this state of mind she can be pretty vile to the people she cares for most, pushing them far far away. I don’t know the exact reason but I think she subconsciously pus

POV Millie It’s Sunday night and I’m told I can leave in the morning. Nurses come in and out of the room every so often. Steph sits on a chair in the corner of the hospital room, she hasn’t left my side since she first came here other than to Uber to the house for Mia’s car and my phone, the store to grab us some things, oh and the book store to buy another book. She’s reading yet another dark romance novel. She insisted on reading me some chapters and although they make me question my morals and I won’t tell Steph this, I already ordered her recommended books on Amazon. I pull up on my light green hospital gown that keeps falling off my shoulder and adjust my position on the uncomfortable bed. My lower stomach is cramping a bit but the pain meds are helping. I stare out of the window at the dark sky, the same darkness I feel in my heart. My emotions have been varying every hour. Sadness, anger, numbness, rage. I laugh sometimes, cry others, and attempt to make peace with my realit