All Chapters of 37 Days: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

POV
Millie 

I'm sitting on the black leather couch in the living room with my phone in my hands browsing through Amazon when the front door flies open revealing a very frantic X. 

He rushes past me in a hurry not even looking at me as he does so. 

I’m perked up on the couch wondering what just happened to him while he was gone for that half hour. 

“X?” I call out to him. 

“What?” He says from somewhere in the house. 

“What’s wrong?” I ask genuinely concerned. 

“Nothing. I have to shower and go to the club.” He says sounding occupied. 

“Do you want me to come with you?” I ask even though it’s the last thing I want to do. 

“NO!” He says sternly.

What is his deal? What an ass. 

He comes out from the hallway with a towel in hand, preparing for his shower. 

He walks over and kneels in from of me dropping the towel to the floor and taking both of his tatted hands just behind my ears and looks me straight in my eyes in a serious manner. 

“I need you to listen to me baby, okay? I

POV
Millie 

I haven’t moved from my spot on the living room couch since X left. I have an absolute awful feeling about this weekend, that I just can’t shake. 

I’m feeling lonely in this huge penthouse all by myself, thank god Steph and the girls agreed to come hang with me tomorrow, otherwise, I’d drive myself into insanity. I called my mom after X left to unload my stress. 

X texted me about an hour ago that he’s already missing me, which makes me feel a fraction better than I did before he left. He promises to not do anything stupid and I sure as hell hope he follows through with that. 

I eventually get up from my now warm spot on the leather couch, getting ready for bed, laying there between his sheets while he is downstairs doing only god knows what. 

…

The sunlight coming from the balcony door is shining right on my face causing me to squint as I lazily open my eyes. I get this awful feeling in the pit of my stomach, I sit up on the bed with urgency. No sign of X being here

POV
Millie 

Ghost is standing near the doorway. Is he the one on duty for tonight? 

“Millie.” The hideous man of a person says. 

“Um..what’s up?” I ask staring at the large scar that runs down his face. 

“Look Millie…” he says while scratching the back of his head.

 “I want to apologize for how badly I handled everything with you. I shouldn’t have reacted that way, I can tell you’re a good person, and uh..I don’t know…I think you need to see something on the third floor.” He says slumping his shoulder looking guilty. 

“What is it?” I ask cautiously.

“It’s X..” he says with regret in his tone. 

“Is he okay?!” I ask frantically. 

“Yeah, yeah, he’s fine.” He says. 

I furrow my eyebrows in more confusion. 

“Millie, you don’t belong here, you deserve more than this.” He says and I’m beyond thrown off by Ghost’s sudden change in attitude towards me. 

“I can bring you there, or I can just give you the room number.” He trails off. 

I’m captivated by curiosity to know what Ghost i

POV
Millie 

I hear X call after me. 

I pick up my pace running for the staircase, I don’t want to hear a single word he has to say, I don’t want to see his face right now or ever again in my fucking life. 

I accelerate down the steps to the point that I’m practically flying. 

I’m numb, I’m so numb that I can’t even cry. I feel as though I’m having an out-of-body experience with my mind gliding on autopilot. 

I need to get out of here. 

I finally make it to the first floor and somehow I’m not dying for breaths, painful adrenaline courses through me. 

I walk through the kitchen where Steph is sitting on the counter and Julian between her legs as they fiercely make out. 

I don’t pay them any mind, I have a destination I need to get to and that’s my only focus, to leave. 

“Millie?! Millie wait! What’s wrong?” I hear Steph call out to me but I ignore her. 

I hear from a distance behind Steph speak again, “What did you do?! What the fuck did you do X?” 

Oh no, he’s too close, I s

PART 2 of book POVXPain. Pain is coursing through my body, mind, and soul. I can deal with the physical pain, but what I can’t seem to get a grip over is the fresh feeling of pain in my heart. Personally, I’ve never been heartbroken before. I am always the one breaking someone else’s heart, never been on the receiving end. I broke my baby’s heart which completely destroyed mine in the process. My mind is going a mile a minute as Julian walks me to his room. He’s not stupid, he knows bringing me to the penthouse would be a fast trigger. Trigger. Millie, with my gun in her hands, pointed at me. The hate in her beautiful, once so innocent face, carried so much disgust for me that she pointed the most lethal weapon at me, being the target. I did that, I caused her all that hate she felt. She was so desperate to be anywhere than near me that she felt the need to point a gun at me as a threat. I know in my heart it was nothing more than a scare tactic, she never turned the safe