A/N: I wasn't supposed to put another chapter up till next week or so because I was rewriting and having many ideas but I couldn't figure that out so yeah. I'm also bored out of mind and I'm procrastinating my summer homework for school to the extreme. I'd love more reviews and your opinions on my story or any ideas so please leave me. Also thanks for all the support!
Chapter 2:
"Miles?" Winston asked.
He saw his best friend sitting there with four bottles of alcohol. Winston sighed as he picked them up and threw them away before Miles father found them. He knew they were from last night because Miles was drunk texting him. "What?" said a very hung over Miles "Dude your dad is going to kick your ass man." Winston warned him. "I don't care. Maya is going to see how much of a loser I am anyways." Miles said sitting there.
"MILES!" His father screamed. That sound still scared Chewy even after all these years. Miles looked up and saw his father flaming with anger. He obviously found Miles drinking before Chewy did. "Chewy excuse me and my son for a moment." Miles's dad told Chewy. Chewy nodded in agreement. Why fight with the man who scares the crap out of him?
His dad grabbed Miles and took him into a room. "What's your problem? You're what? Fifteen and throwing your life away. Do you have anything to say for yourself?" He screamed at his son. Miles was used to this. This happened a couple times a week. Miles for once had nothing to say to his father. He walked out of the room and stood next to Chewy. Chewy was kind of confused. Miles had no mark on him.
"What to do next?" Miles proclaimed. "You okay?" Winston asked. "Never better. My father is just what I needed. What should we do next?" Miles asked fixing his hair. Chewy was confused. First Miles was ready to break down in front of him and now this? He seemed back to his old self trying to start trouble or get into it. "Miles? What about Maya?" Winston asked. "Oh, I'll show Miss Matlin who she's really talking to." Miles said lighting one of his dad's cigarettes.
Later, Maya found Winston in the halls. "Winston!" Maya called out. Winston was kind of freaked out. Someone actually knew who he was other than Miles. He thought he was so invisible.
"You are Maya Matlin right?" Winston asked the blonde. "The one and only. Can I ask you a couple of questions?" Maya asked. "Sure." Winston agreed. "Do you know what's up with Miles? " Maya asked concerned.
Winston didn't know whether to be honest or just tell Maya the truth. "He's just being Miles. He's being himself. I would've noticed a change if there was one. Sorry." Winston told her. Maya sighed as Winston walked away. She has been worried about Miles ever since the Park. He was all she could think about. Winston texted Miles: Your girl asked about you. I told her you were just being you…Chewy.
Miles read the text and threw the empty bottle he just consumed. Of course, it broke. He'd be paying for that later. He had skipped school to drink. Another one of his fabulous ideas. "Miles not again." His father scolded. "No father! Leave me the hell alone. You never asked me if I wanted your opinion!" He screamed at him. His father slapped him across the face. Miles took it and walked away. Miles wanted to call Maya. She would know how to make him feel better. He rubbed his face to make sure it was okay. Miles felt a welt and sighed. Part of him wanted Maya while the other part of him didn't want her to feel sorry for him. Miles drifted to sleep hoping the next day would be better.