Betrayed By Everyone, Loved By Four
Betrayed By Everyone Loved by Four Chapter 40

"How are you feeling cupcake?" Milo asked me.

I sat up and rested against his headboard.

"I feel like I've been ran over by a truck, and my head hurts." I told him.

Milo nodded before getting up and going to the door. He opened it and poked his head out. The others must be out there still.

"She's awake and in pain." Milo said.

"I'll go get her some meds and water." Oliver offered.

I saw Milo nod and then step to the side. Atlas walked into the room. His eyes didn't meet mine, but he walked over to the bed and looked me over. He stayed standing up but close to me. I frowned up at him. Not that he saw me because he won't look at my face. I looked back at Milo. He's staring at me but his face is unreadable. Milo shoved his hands into the front pockets of his khaki shorts. I opened my mouth wanting to ask why they were acting so weird, but that was right when Oliver returned. "Here, take these." He told me as he handed me a couple of pills and glass of water.

I took the pills from him and swallowed them without hesitation. Oliver smiled at me but it didn't reach his eyes. That smile wasn't fake, but it held a certain meaning that I didn't understand.

After I took the pills Oliver took my glass and set it on the table next to my phone. I looked between the three of them. Narrowing my eyes I crossed my arms over my chest. "Okay, either I look really bad, or you are all hiding something from me." I said.

Oliver's smile grew. Milo's eyebrows shot up at my bluntness. When I looked up to Atlas, he looked the same. A pained expression on his face. I frowned.

"You don't look bad Millie." Oliver told me. "A little bruising, but you still look like a beautiful angel." He said with a smile.

I smiled back at him and then looked to the others.

"Then why are you guys acting so weird?" I asked.

No one answered me. Milo even averted his eyes. I frowned and looked back at Oliver.

"Did... Did I do something wrong?" I asked hesitantly.

"No." Oliver rushed out. "No angel, you didn't do anything wrong." He said as he reached out to brush some hair out of my face.

"Then why are you all acting so weird?" I asked softly.

Oliver sighed. "We just had a long day." He said vaguely.

"Is that why none of you talked to me all day?" I asked.

I wanted to sound nonchalant, but my words came out more of a pouty whine. Shit. Why can't I sound how I want to around these guys? Just once.

Oliver nodded. "Yeah. Sorry that we didn't respond, but we never stopped thinking about you." He told me as he cupped my cheek.

I held his hand to my face and leaned into his touch. "Really?" I asked.

Oliver smiled. "Really."

I looked up at Atlas. "You're being so quiet." I said softly.

Atlas brought a hand up to rub the back of his neck. He still didn't meet my eyes. This is very much unlike Atlas. He's always talking and joking, and all over me any chance he gets. "Are you okay Atlas?" I asked.

Finally his eyes met mine. There was something in them that I couldn't quite understand. Something deep. Something I wanted to know more about.

Atlas blew out a breath. "I need some air." He said before storming off.

For whatever reason my heart ached painfully. We all watched Atlas go. I looked at Milo as he turned back to us.

Oliver sighed. "I'll go talk to him." He said before getting up and leaving.

Milo kept staring at me but didn't make a move to come closer. I started ringing my hands, suddenly feeling very small. I had to of done something. Or maybe I look that bad? "Can I use the bathroom?" I asked Milo.

"You don't have to ask cupcake. What's mine is yours. Let me help you." Milo offered.

He came over to the bed and helped me up carefully. Milo wrapped his arm aound my waist and I leaned into him. I smiled up at him, but he didn't even look at me. Milo walked me across the room to a door before opening it, showing me his bathroom. I thanked him before closing the door on him.

I carefully made my way to the toilet and peed. Then I washed my hands and stared at my reflection in the mirror. There is a bruise on my left cheek. Something I can easily hide with my hair. I took my hair down and ran my fingers through it. There, covered. There was no covering the split lip that I have, but I could make an excuse before I get home. Caleb would back me up. Maybe I can say that I got hit while the guys were playing football or something.

I lifted my shirt and saw the worst of the damage. The bruising is already dark and they are large. I sighed and put my shirt back down. You can even see it around the shape of my top. Maybe Milo has a hoodie or something I can barrow.

I know that the guys were talking about me staying the night here, but I'm not sure I want to if they are all going to continue to act weird like this. I wonder what happened today to put them all in a mood like this. Was it the fight? Did Lila get hurt worse than I thought and they're all mad at me for getting her hurt?

With the simple thought that Lila was hurt I rushed out of the bathroom, wincing when the doorknob scraped my bruised side.

"Whoa, chill, where's the fire?" Milo said.

I looked up at him. "Is Lila okay?" I asked.

Milo's features softened at my question. "She's perfectly fine. Got a black eye but that's really it." He told me.

I sighed in relief. "Good." I said.

Milo nodded. "Lila took karate, they might have jumped her, but she can handle her own." He told me.

I nodded. "Maybe I should take karate." I mumbled as I tried to make my way to my phone. I picked it up to see a few missed texts from my mom. The last telling me to have fun with Lila tonight. I sighed and turned around to face Milo. "Can I barrow a hoodie to go home in?" I asked him.

Milo frowned. "You're not going home." He stated.

I sighed again. "I think that I should." I told him.

"Why?" He asked with a hard tone.

I rolled my eyes. "Because all of you clearly need some space." I said.

Milo shook his head. "I am not letting you go home and be alone after what happened today." He told me.

"It's alright Milo. I can handle it." I said as I shoved my phone in my pocket. "Do you know where my moms car keys are?" I asked him.

Milo stepped up to me. "You are not leaving Millie." He said.

My heart sank at his use of my name. I didn't even think he knew my name. I held Milo's gaze for a few moments. He looks so angry. Did I really do something and Oliver was lying to me? Are they all just waiting for Leo to get back to tell me? Well I don't want to wait around.

I looked down at my feet. "I want to go home." I said softly. "Please. Just let me go home." I begged quietly.

Milo reached his hand up and tucked some of my hair behind my ear. "I don't want you to go." He replied just as softly.

I shook my head. "That's not the impression you're giving me." I said.

"You need to rest Millie." Milo told me.

Again, my heart sank even further. I thought I was his cupcake.. Why am I even pouting about this? I don't care what he calls me, or how he feels about me. Not any of them.

"I can rest at home." I said much sterner.

"But I can take care of you here." Milo argued.

I rolled my eyes and shoved on his chest. "I don't need you to take care of me. None of you. If you won't tell me where my mom's keys are, then I'll walk home." I declared as I pushed past him.

I had to fight back the wince that I wanted to make when I shoved past Milo. Damn, that hurt. Am I really about to walk all the way home like this? Yes, yes I am. I'm stubborn and I'm hurt, more than just physically. I don't want to feel like a burden or a charity case for the night.

I grabbed the doorknob and opened the door. Only for it to close right away. I looked up to see Milo's hand on the door above my head. Scoffing, I pulled and pulled, even with both hands but Milo was stronger than me. I didn't want to give up. I don't want to stay here while they all start turning against me.

Am I too weak for them? Is that it? Do they no longer want me because I got beat up? Or... Is there someone else now? Did they meet someone else today? It would be stupid of me to think I'm the only girl they're entertaining with... whatever this is. That has to be it. They found someone better.

Hot breath fanned the side of my neck. "I don't want you to go. Please stay." Milo's voice sounded so vulnerable.

I wanted to give in to him. He always sounds so confident, this is so unlike him. I didn't know what to say. Am I really going to stay while they all act like this?

"I don't want to stay and wait for you guys to tell me why you're acting so different." I said softly.

"Why?" Milo whispered in my ear. His lips pressed to my neck right below my ear and I had to fight back a shiver. "You don't want to know us better? Or is it that you want to talk to us one on one? Figure out which one of us is better than the other?" He asked. I frowned and turned around to face him. "What?" I asked. Milo only stared at me like he was trying to figure me out. "Talk to you one on one? Figure out which one of you is better?" I asked. "What does that even mean? None of you are better than the other. You're all a bunch of dick heads with boundary issues, only one of you is more bossy than the rest. And one one one time? Are you trying to ask me if I want one on one time with you guys? Or are you accusing me of wanting that? Because if that's the case you could at least ask me out on a damn date instead of treating me like I did something wrong. And if that's really what this is about I don't get it. I get alone time with each of you guys sometimes. And I thought that we were all going on a date together this weekend." I'm rambling at this point but I can't help myself. I'm confused and mad and hurt. "Look, if you didn't want to date me then you could have just said so. I don't need any of you to date me. If you just want a sex thing then fine, but you don't have to lie and be mean to me." I felt my bottom lip tremble. "I already got physically beat up today, I don't need to be emotionally beat up too. If you don't like me Milo then just say-"

I was stopped by his lips that pressed to mine. My eyes went wide but Milo's are closed. His hands came up to cup my face and his tongue traced my bottom lip. I was too stunned to move, I didn't even kiss him back. Milo tugged my bottom lip into his mouth with his teeth. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and before I knew it, I was kissing him back. I blame that damn tongue ring.

After a few minutes Milo pulled back. He rested his head to mine as we tried to catch our breath. I'm so confused on what just happened.

"Do not ever think that I don't want a relationship with you Millie. You're mine."