"Come on, lets go." He ordered.
"What? Aren't you going to see what's going on?"
"I'll find out later, we need to leave." He took my hand and pulled me away from the scene.
"Excuse me! I'm not being pulled around by you, I want to know what's going on. Let me go!" I tugged my arm but to no avail, his grip only seemed more secure.
"I SAID NO, OKAY!" He realised his volume and came closer to me and said in a hiss, "We are leaving this town. NOW! So stop being an immature, whiny bitch and go and pack a suitcase." By now tears were freely flowing. This wasn't the Mikey I knew.
"No, I can't just leave. What about Billie and Bronty? What about Evan? What about my parents?" My arm was finally hugging my chest but I could still feel his hand on my wrist.
"Your parents? Come on, what kind of parent slaps their child twice? What kind of parent lets their partner back into their life after it happening even once?"
"It has nothing to do with you." I whispered, staring at the floor. He grabbed my chin,
"What did you just say to me?" His voice was a low whisper but carried so much anger. It made a small shiver erupt down my spine.
"Mikey, you're hurting me."
"What. Did. You. Just. Say. To. Me?" His fingers never loosened around my jaw where tears were hanging.
"Nothing."
"Exactly, nothing, because you would have been nothing if I hadn't come in and taken you away from your psycho mother."
"Stop." I cried.
"Stop what? Being honest. I was told to never tell lies." He chuckled and released my chin. "Now, you go into your house, get a suitcase, you know the bag you put stuff in when you're going somewhere. You pack it with clothes and money and your passport. In 15 minutes I will be at your door. If you're not there in that time, I will come in there and drag you out with my-"
"MILLIE! GET AWAY FROM THAT FREAK!" I heard a recognisable voice and turned to see Bronty sprinting towards me.
"BRONTY!" I gasped and engulfed her in a hug and we cried in each others arms for what seemed like a life time. When we eventually released each other I turned to see that Mikey was nowhere to be seen. Bronty took my hand and gently pulled me into my house and up to my room. She told me the whole story, how she was taken by Mikey at her own home, the threats that if they talked to me I would be hurt, the beatings, the stalkerish photos and weird stuff on the canvas, Billie falling off the boxes and Mr Sumpter coming to save them.
I told her how Mikey had told me that they were seeing each other and how much Evan had tried to find her,
"And Gerard?" she whispered.
"He's missed you loads, B."
"I've missed him as well, and you of course." She chuckled. "Billie has really missed you too. He really loves you Mills."
"I love him too. And since you've been gone, I have realised I love him, as more than a friend." I said shyly.
Bronty grinned, "I knew you guys would be great together!"
I laughed but then my smile faltered, "But what about Mikey."
"I told the police everything, they're making sure our houses have officers around them at all times. He can't hurt us anymore, and in the meantime they'll be looking for him." I nodded and watched her look at the various pictures around my room. She paused at one of the Janoskians, "He never did arrange that meeting between you guys did he?"
"I guess that was all a lie too." I scoffed in disbelief at the craziness of it all. "Can we see Billie?"
******
The police car dropped us off at the hospital where we were told Billie was being kept. The two of us ran towards the reception desk where the lady looked slightly startled.
"We're looking for a Billie Armstrong." I panted.
"Are you family members?" She said patronisingly.
"Umm, no." Bronty said impatiently.
"Well sorry kids, you can't go in." She said smugly.
"Listen here Miss Patronising, smug know it all. I have been kept in an attic with my friend Billie for 4 weeks. Our captor has not fed us in days. He has an unhealthy obsession with my best friend here, who may I add is here to declare her 11 year love for Mr Armstrong. If you do not let us into that damn cubicle in the next 20 seconds I will personally see to it that you get the same fucking treatment we've had. Do. You. Get. Me?!" Bronty finished with a large gulp of air. The lady gawped, nodded and pointed down the long aisle of cubicles,
"Last curtain on the right."
"Thank you, that wasn't hard now was it?" Bronty grinned and pulled my arm in the direction we were told. "Stupid freaking receptionists." She muttered to no one in particular. We reached the curtain and I pulled it back far too enthusiastically. So enthusiastically in fact, it came off the hooks.
"Oops." I bit my lip anxiously. Looking around for any witnesses.
"You haven't seen me in 5 and a half weeks and the first thing you say, is oops?" Billie laughed, his eyes twinkling at me. I didn't think his hair could get any messier but clearly I was wrong based on the clump of fluff on his head. His leg was in a thick plaster. I skipped over to him, tears threatening to fall. I wrapped my arms around him. I noticed him wince, but he hugged me back immediately.
"I've missed you so much Bill." I didn't care about my tears any more and they spilled down my cheeks. I turned to see Bronty had gone. I was grateful for that. "I couldn't cope without you."
"I know the feeling." He mumbled into my neck. He shuffled across the bed so that I could lie next to him. I lay on my side and rested my head and arm across his torso. He lightly kissed my forehead.
"I love you, Billie." I whispered, my eyes staring into his.
"I know you do." He said, sadness clear in his expression.
"No, I mean as more than a friend." I grinned as I watched a shy smile appear on his face.
"You have no idea how long I have waited to hear you say that."
"Well it's true." I giggled. He lent forward until his lips were a slight movement away.
"I love you too."
And with that, his lips smashed into mine.
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Far Too Young to Date a Teacher
FanfictionWhen a removal lorry arrives at the abandoned house next door, the lives of Millie and her two best friends are turned upside down. A new term at school, and a new P.E teacher who catches her eye; all pushed along by an endless love triangle and wei...
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