All Chapters of Wanton: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Amelia's POVWe spent the day playing. I couldn't remember the last time I'd laughed this much. Miguel didn't want to do anything in town, so I drove into Denver and served as his personal tour guide. We visited an art gallery, the aquarium and climbed to the very top of the biggest church in the vicinity even though Miguel had nearly puked all over my body from fear of standing too close to the edge.We tried different foods and he even tried to teach me how to use the camera. I failed in flying colours. Three times, people stopped us to say how cute we were as a couple. Those three times, neither of us corrected them. A lady holding a camera of her own had even volunteered to help take pictures of us and it had taken persistent begging before I agreed to stand beside Miguel. It was like standing beside Poseidon. Yes, Poseidon because he's the god of earthquakes and Miguel is just that pretty. Some teenage girls who I guessed were skipping school recognized Miguel and asked me to hel

Amelia's POVI answer the messages pending from Bianca.BeeMiles: The media is blowing up about it. They think it's his new girlfriend. Others are saying it's a model. His manager posted the pictures too, with the caption 'He's back. Thank you for your love and supportive messages'. I think it's because of his mum's rehab situation and his DUI charge. But whatttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!?! I know it's you. I mean, not from the pictures, but because he told me about y'all skipping school and then this turns up. Am I right? Am I right?Before I finish reading the message, she calls me. "How does it feel to your brother's muse? You're such a lucky bitch."I don't want him to be my brother, B. Can your mum adopt him?"Anything on the gossip blog?" I say instead, my chest tightening even further."Everyone is speculating. But no one has your hair at school. So the census is either it's you or he got someone to wear a wig the exact shade as your hair. Either way, everyone wants to swap pla

Miguel's POV"Fuck" I mutter for the hundredth time tonight as I lift Mia's body from the backseat of the car and she snuggles into me, murmuring to herself. I should have used the hair ribbon she gave me to tie our hands together instead of letting her out of my sight. Bianca walks forward and opens the door for me, taking a long look at her best friend snoozing in my arms and trying to hide her amusement. When she looks up and sees my frown, she shrugs "I'll get something from the kitchen to sober her up. And ice for your hand" She gestures to my bleeding knuckles and all I want to do is go back to that house and beat fucking Blake to a pulp. Instead I nod, climbing the stairs and make my way to her room. It's difficult to open the door with good girl in my arms but I manage, letting out a breath when it swings open. Walking in, I use my feet to close the door and lower her gently to the bed, slowly helping her out of her shoes and securing a pillow under her head. I'll just w

Amelia's POVBianca thinks Miguel is asking because he wants to hear the details, so she continues talking animatedly, oblivious to the strife she's causing with every statement."Mmhmm. Yesterday, after school he asked if she wanted to go see a movie with him this evening and she said yes. Isn't that sweet?" She looks at me "Why didn't you tell him?"Because we're not talking? Because I'm avoiding him? Because I don't know?"I'm out of here" He stands up, kicking out the seat beside him and glances one last time at Bianca "See you later, Miles.""What just happened?" Bianca turns away from watching him leave to stare at me "What did you do?""Me? Why do you think I did anything?" I squeak and she frowns and folds her arms "Right. Angel storming out of here has nothing to do with you. Is that what you're telling me?""Drop it." I reply, shoving enough food in my mouth to make sure I can't speak and standing to my feet.When she doesn't stand, her arms still folded as she raises her e

Amelia's POVBunching up the sheets to cover my chest, I say his name and he stops mid stride, turning to look at me."That's it? You're just going to leave?""I'm not going to wait for you to throw me out of your bed come morning, Amelia."Is he being serious right now?"You're a bastard.""And you told me you liked someone else, right before you kissed me.""What the hell do you want from me?"I know what he wants to hear. He knows that I know."You know what I want, good girl."When I don't say anything, he merely rakes his eyes over my body"Goodnight, Amelia." He slams the door.I scream in frustration, wiping at my teary eyes and throw a pillow at the door.Something catches my eye on the bedside table and when I crawl towards it, my heart splits in two.It's a rose. Lying beside it is a small bag and when I look inside, I see what it is.Beef jerky.A violent sob escapes my mouth.I'm so screwed.*********************"Hey, nerd. I got you something. Mind if I sit with you toda