" 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑌𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡? "

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐸𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛

(Ok now it's big brain Millie)

"Holy shit William slow down!"

I grabbed onto the sides of the seat as William sped through the roads.

"Shit, shit we are going to be late." William said under his breath.

As we drove a school speed limit sign came into view but William continued to drive fast.

"Hey Mr. Child murderer you passed a school speed limit sign, you need to slow down." I explained it to him.

He still ignored me and went faster.

Then at the worst moment ever 2 kids popped out of nowhere and William was driving right at them.

I grabbed the wheel and turned the car away from the kids.

"Afton you almost hit 2 kids!" I yelled.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"It's only 2 kids."

Never mind William was still messed up in the head.
William pulled into the front of the school and what I saw made me infuriated.

There was a group of kids around Mike's age pushing and shoving him.

I unbuckled my seat belt then William put his arm over my chest.

"Don't, he's old enough to defend himself."

I can't believe he isn't pissed that his son is getting bullied.

"Well at least I'm being more supportive to YOUR son than you would ever be."

I got out of the car and ran over to Mike.

"Hey!" I yelled.

The boys and Mike turned to me.

"You better stop picking on Mike." I said in a menacing tone.

Then the group of boys started laughing.

"Look guys Mike has to have a girl stick up for him!" The boy looked at me in the eyes.

"What a joke."

Oh that kid chose death.

I smiled and stepped closer to the boys.

"Would you like to say that to me again you little shit?"
"Cause if you want to I won't hesitate to break your arm." I said aggressively.

I towered over the boys that were picking on Mike which made me seem more scary to them.

"No ma'am." The boy who made the insult said.

I smiled.

"Great then I expect you not to pick on him ever again."

The boys furiously nodded their heads and ran off.

I looked at Mike and he was stunned.

"I didn't know you had a dark side."

"Well I do but I only show it when someone I care about is getting bullied."

I then ruffled Mike's hair.

"Are you alright though?" I asked.

"Yup I was used to it anyway but thank you." Mike smiled.

We walked back to the car and Mike sat in the back seat.

I sat in the front seat and went quiet.
I was still mad at William for saying that about his own son.

"Did something happen cause now you are all quiet?" Mike said from the back.

William sighed.

"I said something that made (y/n) upset and she is now mad at me."