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X
I'm feeling beyond stupid for bringing up the situation with Millie's mom the way I did. When I brought it up to her, I wasn't in the least bit expecting how serious of a situation it was.
During the time I got the report on Millie, I saw that her dad was deceased, which I already knew about, but I didn't know it was only about 2-3 months ago. The report only said deceased, it didn't say how he died, but she told me it was heroin.
When I read that her mother was deceased too, I was floored, she died about three years ago, and of course no details or description of the circumstances relating to her death.
I was thrown off seeing that, because the first moment I laid eyes on Millie, she was talking to her mom, which I now know she kept her mom's phone activated to call her and leave her messages.
I feel like a total jackass because I insulted her about her relationship with her mom, not knowing the situation. It takes a lot for me to feel bad about something and I feel like an absolute asshole for this one.
She's quietly tucked in my arms right now while the moon is starting to shine and giving a reflection on the ocean. My heart actually clenches for this girl in my arms right now, she feels so guilty for the death of her mom, even though it was a complete accident and driving conditions were unforgiving.
I try to simmer my rage for her dead dad adding to the guilt she felt, blaming her, and then turning his back when she needed him the most. I can't hate the guy too much though, if he didn't fuck up so bad she wouldn't be in my arms right now and I know how selfish that is, but I'm a selfish person.
I wish I could take her pain away but it's out of my hands and all I can do is hold her for comfort, hoping it'll take a fraction of her pain at bay right now.
"Should we go back in?" she asks quietly after an hour of silence.
"Whatever you feel like doing, baby" I whisper.
She breaks our entanglement and I already miss it after a second.
We both stand up and slowly walk back to the house.
Once we're back in the penthouse, I break the silence and ask her what she wants for dinner.
She wraps her arms around herself and says "I'm not really hungry, I think I'm going to go lay down if you don't mind?"
I shake my head "Sure babe, do you want me to come with you?" I ask cautiously.
"No, I just want to be alone right now," she says so sadly.
I nod my head and she slowly walks to my bedroom and closes the door behind her.
Fuck, I don't know how to deal with stuff like this, I've never had to before, other than my dad passing away but I didn't feel all that sad about it so I don't know what the right or wrong thing to do is.
I walk over to the living room couch and put my head in my hands, after a minute I get up, go to the kitchen, and pour myself a drink.
I take out my phone and call Stephanie's suite. "Hello?" it's Mia.
"Mia, it's X, is Stephanie there?"I ask.
"Yeah…hold on," she says sounding confused by my call.
Stephanie gets on the line and I say "Millie needs you, can you come up here?".
"What did you do X?!" she sounds panicked so I explain what happened in the last couple of hours.
"Okay, I'll be right there." She says and hangs up.
I sit at the island in the kitchen and drink my brandy until I hear a knock at the door, I get up and open it letting Stephanie in.
"Thanks for calling me, where is she?" she asks.
I point down the hall and say "Third door on the left" She nods and walks to the door.
I finish off my drink, grab another joint, and leave the penthouse to them.