Betrayed By Everyone, Loved By Four
Betrayed By Everyone Loved by Four Chapter 59

Milo's P.O.V.

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I hate this. My heart feels like it's been ripped from my chest. I can't get the look that was in Millie's eyes out of my head. The brokeness shown so brightly in her light green eyes when I cornered her in the elevator that day. Everytime I close my eyes that's all I see. I keep going over that day in my head. We really f****d up. I really f****d up.

Holly was here for me. I blamed myself more than the others. Even if we did manage to get Holly to leave. This was still all my fault.

Millie thinks that we all have secret girlfriends. That she was just another girl to us. That we planned to share her, and multiple other girls.

After everything we did, and said to try to make her feel special. To try to prove to her that she is all we want. I even talked to Millie on the phone the night before. I told her that her worries were silly. That we all only wanted her, forever. I look like the worlds biggest liar now.

After the first week, I stopped trying to talk to Millie. Not because she wants us to leave her alone, but because I don't deserve her. The others do, but not me. I don't deserve Millie's light.

Every day is the same. I feel like I'm always on autopilot. My body moves, but I'm not here. I get up, go to school, eat, go home, do my homework, but I don't feel anything.

This kind of heart break is so different than anything I've expierenced before. I don't know how to act, or what to do. The only thing I look forward to, is seeing Millie every day.

We sit completely across the room from each other in our only class now. Millie is always in baggy clothes, and looking as depressed as I feel. Still, seeing her is like taking in a breath for the first time every day. Even if she acts like I don't exist. I miss her so much.

I had tried to ask Caleb several times how Millie is. Everytime he gave very vague answers. It was clear that he felt uncomfortable being in the middle of all of this.

Caleb is still with Lila. He still hangs out with us. I think that Lila probably explained to him what happened. Otherwise, Caleb would be kicking our asses every time he saw us.

Millie still refuses to talk to Lila as well. Lila is crushed over it. Still, she shows up at Millie's house every morning. Lila picks Caleb up, and tries to get Millie to talk to her.

It hasn't worked yet.

I'm honestly not sure why anyone even tries anymore. It's not that I don't want Millie, because I do. Desperately. It's just that.. Nothing is going to work. If Millie won't talk to us, then we can't explain. It's a lost cause.

The bell sounded, ending class. One more hour to go for the day. Then I can go home, and back to my bed.

I walked out of the classroom, and to my locker. I just stood there for a few minutes staring into my locker. The bell signaling class starting sounded.

Shit, what was I doing again?

I'm supposed to be meeting everyone in the library now. We went there every day, just hoping Millie would show up. She won't though.

I shut my locker, and turned around. Should I even go? I don't want to. All it's going to do is disappoint me.

Should I go look for Millie? We all have tried that before, and found out that she always walks home instead of staying. It would be pointless then.

"You look lost."

I looked up to see Caleb standing a few feet away from me.

"I feel lost." I admitted.

Caleb sighed. "She went home."

"I know." I replied.

"Listen, Millie will kill me for telling you this, but both of our parents are gone today. They are taking some trip this weekend, a romatic get-away or something. That means that Millie will be home all alone. No one to tell you you can't see her." He told me. I furrowed my brow. "You think that's a good idea? What if she doesn't answer the door?" I asked.

Caleb held his hand out to me. I took what he was offering me.

A key.

"Tell her I asked you to stop by, and grab something I needed for basketball." He said.

"You sure about this? She's going to be pissed at you." I said.

Caleb offered me a small smile.

"Good thing she's my sister then. Can't hate me forever." Then he walked away.

Am I really going to do this?

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Apparently I am, because I'm standing outside of Millie's front door. I knocked a few times, but there was no answer. I'm not sure if Millie even heard me or not.

I twisted the key in my hand nervously.

"Fuck it." I mumbled.

I stuck the key in, and opened the door. When I walked in I didn't see anybody. The house is quiet. Millie must be in her room.

I made my way up the steps. Millie's bedroom door is closed. I paused outside of it, and pressed my ear to it.

It's quiet, but I can hear music playing. I wonder what she's doing. She's definitely going to freak when she sees me here.

I brought my hand up, and knocked on the door. I held my breath as I waited to see if Millie would open it. After the most intense moment in my life, the door opened.

I looked down at my favorite person.

Millie finally ditched that stupid hoodie. She's in a pair of gray sweatpants, and a thin pink tank top. Her beautiful dirty blonde hair is up in a messy bun on top of her head. Those light green eyes stared up at me in shock, before turning angry. "What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in?" She asked.

Even though her words are harsh, they brought comfort to me. This is the first time in weeks that I got to hear her voice. For the first time since Millie starting ignoring us, I feel.. relaxed.

"I.." I cleared my throat. "Caleb asked me to come get something he needed for basketball." I said.

Millie crossed her arms.

"Well, his room is over there." She pointed at the end of the hall.

Millie tried to close her door, but I moved my foot stopping her.

"What do you want Milo? I made it very clear that I do not want to talk to you. Any of you." She said. "Just let me explain Millie." I tried.

"No." She cut me off. "I don't care what you have to say Milo. None of you. All you five do is lie." "That's not true-"

"Yes it is!" Millie shouted at me. "All of you. You're exactly the same as everyone else. I was just some big joke to all of you, that went too far!"

Now it was my turn to cut her off.

"Don't say that." I said angrily. "You can be pissed off all you want Millie. Ignore us. Refuse to let us explain what really happened. But you do not get to lie about what we were. You were NEVER a joke to us. Ever."

Millie scoffed. "And I'm just supposed to believe that? And then what? I believe it, you guys wiggle your way back into my life, and then what? You use me until your done? Post all those videos, and pictures everywhere for everyone to see? Everyone gets a big laugh at my expense? Well, I hate to break it to you Milo, but I am not a toy!" Tears started to pool in her eyes. "I actually thought that you guys cared about me. As friends in the least. I was so stupid! You all played me just like everyone else has." Her tears began to fall. "None of you care, and pretending like you did, or do, is making this worse. I just... I just want you to leave me alone. I just want to feel okay. I don't want to be a joke. I don't want to be alone. You did this to me! I was finally okay, and then all of you ruined it for me!" She ranted.

I couldn't take it anymore. After how we all have been feeling, and then seeing Millie like this... I just can't stand back, and watch it happen.

I reached out, and pulled Millie to my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, and held her tightly to me. Millie struggled to get away from me, but I'm not going to let her. She needs this. Whether she wants to admit it, or not. Millie needs comfort from somebody. "You can go back to hating me later cupcake. Just let me hold you while you cry." I whisper to her as I started to rub her back soothingly.

Millie finally stopped struggling. She just clutched my shirt as she sobbed into my chest.

"I am not crying." She sniffled.

I smiled despite the situation.

"Of course you're not. You're too strong for that." I told her.

Millie nodded her buried head.

"Yeah, crying is for babies, and sensitive people." She sniffled again.

"And you are most definitely not sensitive." I said softly.

I rested my cheek on the top of her head. I couldn't help myself when I took a deep inhale. I missed the smell of her lavender shampoo.

"Don't you for a second think I would cry over you either. Any of you." She said angrily.

I smiled again. It feels so good to hear her talk. To feel her in my arms.

"Wouldn't dream of it cupcake." I said.

"I am not your cupcake." She said.

"I feel like we've been over this before." I told her.

Millie scoffed into my chest.

"Yeah, that was before I actually let you in, and before I knew you had a girlfriend."

Even though her words are cruel, and she believes them, Millie didn't back away from me. If anything she clung onto me tighter. Almost like she's afraid to let me go, just like I am with her.

I sighed. "You will always be my cupcake Millie. Forever."

"Do you call Holly that too?" She asked snidely.

"No." I said honestly. "Even when I was with her, I never had a special nickname for her. None of us did. I think we just called her baby, ya know, the basic generic stuff. You're the only girl we each have a nickname for." I told her. Millie scoffed again, but this time it came out forced.

"Great, so I'm just special then." She sounds annoyed.

"We already told you how special you are to us Millie." I told her.

Millie pulled away from me. She took a step back. My hands fell to my sides. Already my heart is hurting.

"Not special enough apparently." She mumbled.

"Millie, cupcake, please just let me explain." I begged. "I'm already here. Just let me tell you what really happened."

"Why should I?" She asked angrily. "Would it really matter? It's not like we were anything to each other, other than f**k buddies." She stated.

"Don't say that Millie." I said,

"Why not? It's true. It's not like we were ever anything more than friends. None of you love me, and I sure as hell don't love you." She stated.

My heart broke into a million pieces. She really doesn't love us? I thought she was starting to feel the same way he do. That she was falling for us. Were we wrong?

"Look Milo, I just want you to leave. I do not care about you, or the others, or your stupid girlfriends. I just want to be left alone."

With that Millie slammed the door in my face. I heard the lock click into place. I just stood there frozen.

"Fine. I'll leave you alone, but.. I am telling you the truth. Holly is our ex, that's true. Not mine, ours. She played us all, hard. Broke all of our hearts. That was before we even moved here. I have no idea why she thinks she had some kind of claim on me, or why she even came here. She was only at the firm so that I could tell her to leave, that I didn't want her-"

"I don't care!" Millie yelled interrupting me.

"Well I do!" I yelled back. "It was stupid of us not to tell you right away okay! We all know that! I shouldn't of invited her to see me, I definitely should have known she would try something. It was stupid of me. But Millie, you have to believe me, I didn't want her. None of us do. She's just a crazy ex. But it's always been you cupcake. You stole our hearts right from the beginning. You don't have to talk to me, but I hope that you'll think about what I had to say. It wasn't what it looked like. We are all heart broken without you baby. Please, just know, that you were never a joke to us. To us.. you're like the sun. So bright and warm." I took a deep breath. "Look, I can go into more detail if you ever want, just please consider that I am telling you the truth." I begged. "And by the way, you're wrong." "About what?" Millie seethed.

I smiled. "All four of us are deeply in love with you Ameila Holmebrook."