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ﾟ･* Milia sat at the dinner table surrounded by her family annoyed. She picked at her food and ket her rage build up over the disappearance of Timothee. She was mad that he left but even more upset that he didn't let her explain herself
She had tried to call and text a thousand times but he never replied and the delivered sign that loomed under each of her texts made her want to break everything in the house against a wall. Instead of feeling guilty for everything she was majorly pissed off that he just up and left. Left her alone once again.
Pauline watched cautiously as Milia stabbed her food and mouthed off to it. She didn't know what happened but watching Milia swear at her food admittedly frightened her. Pauline had also tried to contact her brother and got nothing in response. He was ignoring everyone and that made her angry. Timothee always had the tendency to run from things when they got too hard. For an intelligent guy he could be really dumb and stupid when it came to his feelings for girls.
Pauline has always known that her brother had been deeply in love with Milia since they were little. She would watch him stare at her constantly and fawn at her beauty. Pauline always felt somewhat sorry for him, because even though he had been in relationships prior he had admitted to her that Milia was always on his mind. He knew his sister and Milia were still in contact and would always ask how she was?, what she was doing? and most importantly if she was seeing someone. Pauline would always tell her hopeless brother to go ask her himself and he would sulk in annoyance.
Seeing Milia in the state she was forced Pauline to reevaluate the situation and see how much Milia also cared for him. Though Milia never explicitly said anything, Pauline knew. Possibly because Lily had filled her in with everything that had happened and that mother seemed to have a whole new sense for childhood love.
Milia was a walking wreak that day. She had spent the majority of her time moping around and cursing Timothees name. Most importantly she was sick of her life constantly reaching new highs then nose diving into a new level of rock bottom. She analysed everything she did and came to the conclusion that she couldn't necessarily blame everyone else and some of the blame definitely had to be targeted to herself.
Antonio and Timothees parents lived in ignorant bliss at the situation around them and didn't bat an eye over Milia's 'funk'. Lily checked in on her daughter every night and was exposed to what reminded her of teenage angst when her daughter would tell her that everything was fine and told her to leave. Lily would listen and ultimately leave feeling helpless to the situation.
When Pauline and Lily sat down and unloaded all the gossip they devised a plan to fix this for their own sake as they could no longer watch Milia pathetically beat herself up over a boy that they both knew was head over heels for her.
After dinner Pauline gestured for Milia to come outside with her. The two walked in silence towards that stone steps and Milia groaned at the memory of her and Timothee doing the exact same thing. Milia sat down first and let the singing Caracas calm her down again. She never noticed the natural loudness at night. She could hear all the insect and animals calling in the warm night and that made her smile slightly. Pauline sat down next to her and Milia realised just how much Timothee and her looked identical.
"You need to tell me what's going on." Milia stared at the girl and eyed her to try and figure out her intentions.
"Nothing." Milia shrugged. Pauline inhaled deeply and let out a deep sigh.
"Bullshit." Pauline laughed out. She turned her head and watched as Milia's wall's broke down and she looked vulnerable for the first time that week.
"I guess I just messed up a fair bit." Milia's head dropped sightly and she focused on the sound of the small waves crashing onto the shore.
"What are you going to do about it?" Milia turned her head and looked at the girl.
"Nothing" Milia let a small laugh escape but Pauline just looked at her.
"Okayy..." Pauline stretched out clearly disappointed by the answer. "So, what happened then."
"Um I guess everything was good, you know. I'll save some of the details but we were together then he read some stupid texts completely out of context from my ex, and then next minute he's confessing his love for me and I didn't know what to say and then he kicked me out of his room." Pauline stayed in complete silence trying to comprehend the string of events. "I said something stupid about him being there when no one else was but I was just overwhelmed and honestly shocked. I didn't expect him to tell me he loved me."
"Why not?" Milia looked at her in confusion. Pauline faced the girl and looked into her eyes to try and get the message across. "Milia I love you, but you're blind if you didn't see that coming." Milia blinked and stayed silent, somewhat ashamed at her actions. Deep down Milia knew she just didn't want to admit it. "I have watched him somehow fall more and more in love with you since we were like six, and I think deep down you knew that." Milia fiddled with the rings on her fingers too embarrassed to face her. "Do you love him at all."
"I think a part of me always has but lately Im struggling to even know what love really is anymore." Milia had kept these feelings to herself for so long that it somewhat was a relief to let them go.
"Because of Oliver?" Milia nodded her head slowly and Pauline could see the tears build up in her eyes.
"I let go of Timmy so long ago and thought I was gonna marry Oli and then...well, you know how that went." Pauline chuckled a little and a smile spread on Milia's face from her reaction.
"What were the texts that Tim read?" Milia exhaled loudly and rubbed her hands down her outstretched legs.
"I called him just to find out why, why he did it and everything and what was going to happen when I got back to New York. He started texting me after saying thank you for the call and then he went on about how he was sorry and still loved me. As fate would have it Timmy saw it and was really mad. He asked if I was just his rebound, which I don't think was fair of him to say because he was with me during the breakup and he was the one who was flirting with me first." Pauline laughed at her brothers antics.
"I think he just wanted you to love him as much as he loves you and probably, hopefully forget all about Oil." Milia hummed in agreement.
"I do love him like that, shit maybe even more than that. I was obsessed with him till we were 12 and then we stopped talking, I had to move on. But being with him now was different, it was more."
"Probably because you weren't horny pre-teens again" Milia laughed and slightly nudged Pauline in the shoulder. "Seriously Milia, I know you love him but he doesn't know that." Milia looked at the girl and smiled weakly.
"What happens if we screw it up?" Pauline let out a small chuckle.
"I don't know, but I know you two and I know that if it's mean't to be it'll be and no one can stand in between that." Milia smiled widely at her as she became overwhelmed with emotions. "But you at least need to try and tell him because he's probably sitting in a hole crying right now back home." Milia laughed and moved to hug Pauline. Their arms wrapped around each other and Pauline rubbed small circles against her back.
"I think I might need to go back to New York." Pauline slapped her hands against her thighs and swiftly stood up to her feet. She reached her hands out to Milia and pulled her off her butt.
"I'll book the plane ticket." The two smiled at each other and Milia started planning how she was going to tell him and what she was going to say.
Lily had been watching the two from her bedroom window concerned for her daughters fragile wellbeing. When she saw the smile on Milia's face as the two frantically strolled towards the house Lily knew everything was going to be okay. ゜ﾟ･*
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