I do want to say I ONLY write for BLACK WOMEN! Sorry not sorry! This is a safe place for black people of all cultures! 🗣️ Any racism or hate will get you blocked IDC 🤞🏽
Summary: Miles loses his soulmate to a terrible mistake he made so he searches all over to find her.
Pairing: MilesxFem!reader
Wc: Idk it’s pretty long.
Warnings: Cheating, lying, mentions of prison, lil bit of angst, ESPAÑOL🗣️…idk if those are even real warnings…🌚
Translations: Ya es hora- About time, Mami enfoque- Mami focus, Mi hermoso novio- My handsome boyfriend, Así que aquí es donde tú también desapareciste mami?- So this is where you disappeared to mami? Hola mi hermosa princesa- Hello my beautiful princess, Que? No es justo? Hablas en serio ahora mismo Miles?- What? Not fair? Are you serious right now Miles?, Me remplasastes?- You replaced me?, Que es esto mami?- What is it mami?, Ven aquí mami, Tomate una foto conmigo- Come here mami, take a picture with me.
“And who is this?” Your boyfriend asked.
You just moved out of your best friends apartment into your own apartment, getting ready for your 3rd year of college and your boyfriend was helping you.
You looked over your shoulders to him to see him holding a picture frame, one that was very dear to you but you couldn’t show it. You moved to snatch it from him.
“Something from my past. It’s old news, nothing you need to worry about” you say tossing it in the box titled miscellaneous.
He felt like your reaction was weird but you guys had been doing so well not arguing he wanted to keep it that way. He finished helping you unpack your things, the picture still on his mind. You two met almost 3 years ago in Houston around December. You had a fresh silk press, the back of it dyed ginger and the rest black. After a year of your friendship, you both decided to make it official and have been dating for almost 2 years.
You never talked about your life in New York or your past relationships or even your family but he wasn’t one to pry he just continued about his day. After you both finished unpacking all of your stuff, he headed home, giving you a kiss after saying I love you and you returning the words. After you were sure he was gone, you waited for about 15 minutes and went into your closet pulling out your matte black safe. It had an 8 digit pin that was needed to access it.
You sighed heavily and put in the pin. “08-12-2016” you said under your breath and the lock clicked, the door popping open. You pulled out the next box inside and took the lid off, your saliva getting caught in your throat. Tears burned at your eyes as you began looking through the photos. You stopped at a specific one that was always your favorite.
You turned it over, and touched the words “Our first date. 07/25/2016” it had two hearts at the bottom, one from you and him, your heart black and his purple. He’d taken you out to this small but fancy Puerto Rican restaurant as you were both of two different cultural backgrounds. You were Dominican and he was obviously Puerto Rican. You were both 15 at the time, dating all the way until your 19th birthday.
You then decided to move to Houston on July 17, 2020 after the breakup to try to move on. You don’t even like to think about the breakup let alone talk about it or explain it. On the short side, you pretty much just found out he was doing illegal things (The Prowler) and he ended up getting caught. He got 6 months in jail because he didn’t have a criminal record prior and you stuck with him until his release date.
You wrote him, visited him, sent money and everything. Miles didn’t seem like he would stop even though he got caught and you knew you did not want this life. Being the prison girlfriend or wife so you made a tough decision. After convincing Aaron and Mrs. Morales to not tell him where you were going, you wrote him a letter and explained to him that you were breaking up with him.
You didn’t have the guts to do it in person so you got a plane ticket and left after leaving the note by your window, the one place you knew he’d go first, especially since you were supposed to be the one picking him up. Instead he was greeted by his mom and uncle Aaron and you haven’t talked to them since. Even though you’ve gotten closer to your dream, you moved farther away from the person that was supposed to be in that dream. You missed Mrs. Morales and uncle Aaron. You missed your mom and dad and little sister. You missed the loudness of New York, the food from your culture and your mothers cooking. You even missed the Puerto Rican food Mrs. Morales cooked for you.
But most importantly, you missed Miles. You miss braiding his hair. You missed showing him your favorite childhood foods. You missed your dates and the times he snuck into your room because you missed him. His sweet text messages that he sent at the same times everyday the random phone calls and flowers popping up at your job and doorstep.
You smiled with a snotty nose and tear stained face as you remembered your first kiss. You both were playing chess on the floor of your room. Miles was in the lead until he made a mistake. You made your final move taking his last piece and cheered loudly. You moved closer to his face and smiled. “I win”. Miles smiled back and grabbed your cheeks, landing a long chaste kiss to your lips. “Ya es hora” he whispered against your lips while you sat there stuck and shocked.
He sat back and just looked at you smirking “Mami enfoque” snapping his fingers in your face. You sat back against your back rest and rolled your eyes as he cackled at you, falling back with his arms wrapped around his stomach.
You snapped out of your thought at the familiar sound of your phone ringing. You stood up and grabbed it off your bed.
“Hello” you said wiping your eyes and face.
“Hey ma, can you see if I left my hat over there” your boyfriend said through the phone.
You looked around your room and then your bathroom and living room. “Yea, I found it in the kitchen.
“Alright just keep it until tomorrow. I’ll call you later I’m on my way to work. I love you”
“I love you too” you responded and hung up.
You never had a reason to not trust your boyfriend but when he said that you got a bad feeling in your gut. Work? You couldn’t remember if he said he had work today but he usually worked in the am and not 7:35pm but you shrugged it off and went back to your closet, putting everything back where it belonged and went to get you some food.
You hadn’t yet made groceries so you really had no choice but to eat out or starve. After getting your food, you went back home and ate while watching The Last of Us on your laptop since you hadn’t put your Tv up yet. You were relatively late to the show since you’d just finished playing the game but you were surprised it was so good since a lot of live actions aren’t as good. A few hours into the show you were dozing off but your phone dinged with a message notification, waking you up. You picked it up to take a look, but it was from a random number.
You unlocked your phone and read the message.
10 minutes later no response.
After accepting that they weren’t gonna respond you ignored it and went to take a shower. Your boyfriend hadn’t texted you since his call earlier. Which was unusual even when he was at work. You shrugged it off and took a hot shower, washing your hair, detangling and blow drying it for your hair appointment tomorrow. After braiding it down you cleaned your bathroom and went to bed.
You jumped out of your sleep with what felt like a heart attack at the sound of your alarm. Apple really needed to come up with better alarms. The time was 10:30 and your appointment was at 12. You began to get dressed, brushing your teeth and washing your face first. You put on some black tights with your converse and an oversized black T-shirt since you planned on visiting the gym after your appointment.
You grabbed your gym bag, your protein shake, your wattle bottle, hair bag and your car keys and walked out your room to your kitchen. You stopped at flowers and a note on your counter. They were your favorite ones but they were flowers nevertheless.
I know I didn’t talk to you for the rest of the day and I’m sorry I lied about going to work. To be honest my feelings were hurt with the way you reacted to me holding that picture. I bought you flowers to make up for it and a few dollars to take care of you today. I love you ♡
You opened the envelope and pulled out the money. A couple of dollars! He left you 800 dollars. You picked up your phone and went to text him.
“Boy this ain’t no few dollars. You can’t just give me money and flowers and expect me to forgive you. 😒”
“But you forgive me don’t you”
“Send me pics when you done 🥰”
“I love you big headed girl”
Mi hermoso novio 💫💚 loved “I love you too 🤍”
You checked the time. “Shit” you said under your breath. You were supposed to leave at 11. You took a quick picture of the money and flowers and ran out your door, locking it. You hopped in your car and drove to your appointment.
5 hours later you were done. You paid her the 200 plus a 50 dollar tip and went to you nail tech. After getting your nails done it was 7:45 so you paid her the 80 dollars plus 50 for her tip and hurried home to take pics. You’d go to the gym after. You stopped at your favorite Dominican restaurant and picked up mofongo and cassava dumplings with Watermelon agua fresca. After getting in the house you sat everything where they belonged and began to snap pictures for your boyfriend.
You sat down on your bed and resumed watching The Last of Us. A few minutes later your phone started dinging with heart reactions to your pictures. Your face got hit and smiled as you picked up your phone.
“ 😍😍😍 Lawd have mercy on my soul you are gorgeous girl. You make my heart beat OUTSIDE of my chest 😩. Def finna put a ring on it 💖💖💖💖💖💖”
You hearted the message and replied.
“☺️☺️☺️☺️ I’m glad you liked them papi”
Mi hermoso novio 💫💚 loved “☺️☺️☺️☺️ I’m glad you liked them papi”
He began typing but you received another message so you clicked on it and it was from the same number that texted you last night.
“Open your window” Your heart dropped. You head turned to your window but nothing was there. Then suddenly something was thrown against your window. It was a rock. Someone might call you stupid but you got out of bed and walked to the window. Looking out if it you saw a figure standing with a phone in their hands but you couldn’t see their face. They had on all black with a mask on.
You walked to your closet picked up your metal bat and walked out the door downstairs and around by the dumpster but they were gone. You relaxed your shoulders until you were pushed up against the wall, dropping your bat.
“Así que aquí es donde tú también desapareciste mami?”
Your eyebrows furrowed and your heart dropped. You could recognize that voice from planets away. Your lips quivered and your eyes watered.
“Miles?” Your voice cracked. You reached and took the mask off. Pushing the hood off to see his signature braids. His hair has gotten longer.
“Hola mi hermosa princesa. I’ve missed you. You disappeared on me” he said as he backed up a little, putting his hands in his pockets.
“How did you find me? How did you even get my number. I left for a reason.” You said as you wiped your eyes, pushing past him to grab your bat. You couldn’t break, not after all this time. You began walking back to your apartment, Miles following close behind.
“You left for a reason? Was that reason worth leaving me behind?”
You stopped at your stairs and turned to him. “Yeah it was. You left me first. I spent every penny I made to make sure you were good in jail. You went to jail Miles. I had to talk to you through a fucking glass window with a little phone for only 40 minutes for 6 whole months. And I waited. I waited to see if you would change and you didn’t. You showed no signs of stopping.
Tears fell from your eyes. “I didn’t wanna be the prison girl. Always bailing her boyfriend or husband out. Putting money on your books. I needed you here with me. Not behind a cell while I answer collect calls.”
“You weren’t gonna be that. You didn’t even give me time to change! That’s not fair amor.”
“Que? No es justo? Hablas en serio ahora mismo Miles? How many times have you been to jail since I’ve left? And don’t lie to me” you put your hand on your hip and tilted your head.
Miles froze. You were right he didn’t change. He made no effort to especially after he found out you left him.
“My point exactly” you said as you turned to walk up your stairs. You opened your door and didn’t even bother shutting it because you know he’d just find a way in.
“Ok you’re right but I was distraught after you left. I didn’t have any motivation to get better mami. I promise I’m getting better now.” He continued talking shutting and locking your door as he followed you to your room.
“Chiquita I promise I’m better, I just-who is this?” He said pausing as he picked up a picture frame off your dresser.
You sighed heavily. “My boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend? Me remplasastes?” He said looking at you with sad eyes.
“Miles.” He walked closer to you and backed you into your bathroom door.
You turned your head to the side and Miles put his face in your neck, causing you to purse your lips together. “How could you do this to me” he said in a whisper, dropping the picture frame, the glass scattering across the floor. Tears welled in your eyes. He wasn’t supposed to find you. Miles leaned back to look at you and he sniffled, his face stained with tears. You inhaled deeply with surprise. The first and only time you’d seen him cry was when is dad died.
You grabbed his face and wiped his tears away with fingers. “Stop crying Miles.”
You froze for about a minute before speaking. “I can’t. My whole life is here.” The offer sounded nice. You wanted to just go back to how things were. When you guys were deeply in love with no worries but you were too scared.
“No your whole life is where you left. I need you.”
He leaned closer to your face, your lips inches apart. “Please”
You looked up at him, your noses brushing together. 10 seconds of silence and Miles couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed your face and placed a soft kiss to your lips. Your eyes widened and you placed your hands on his shoulder blades. All the memories came rushing back and your arms dropped as your eyes closed, your lips now moving with his.
Miles took your hands in his and entangled your fingers together pushing up against you more but you suddenly remembered your boyfriend and pulled away, pushing at his chest.
“Que pasa mami?” He questioned as he held your face, breathing a little heavy.
You both held eye contact, but before you could speak you heard your door close and a voice call out to you.
“Ma where you at?” Your boyfriend called.
“You gotta go.” You told Miles as you pushed him towards your window. “Give me a second” you yelled back as you ran to lock the door.
You walked miles to the fire escape stairs near your window and opened it. “Hurry.” You told him
“When can I come back?” He asked with a sort of desperation in his eyes, hoping for you to say he could return.
“I don’t know text me” you finally replied. He smiled and began climbing down the stairs. After looking the window back you finally unlocked the door and wiped your eyes, your boyfriend standing there confused. After he turned the lights on and saw your red eyes he instantly got worried.
“Why were you crying?” He asked as he sat his bag down.
He grabbed your face and kissed your lips softly and a wave of guilt washed over you. You had just kissed Miles. And you loved it. You missed it and you craved more.
3 weeks later and you were seeing miles every night. When he couldn’t see you because your boyfriend was over, he’d leave little notes in your secret places and then one night Miles pretty much demanded to see you, saying it was important. You told your boyfriend you’d be working late so he told you he didn’t wanna wait and would just come another day. Suspicious, but you didn’t say anything. You immediately swiped out of your boyfriend messages and to Miles and began texting him.
“Well I guess we can hang all night since he doesn’t wanna come anymore 🥲”
My pretty boy 🖤✨ loved “Well I guess we can hang all night since he doesn’t wanna come anymore 🥲”
“Dress pretty? Do I not always dress pretty? 🤨”
“Now you know damn well that’s not what I meant shorty 😒”
“Just don’t dress how you normally dress! Dios mío 🤦🏽”
You laughed as you walked to your closet to find you something to wear. After finding a dress and some shoes you started regretting taking your locs out last night but decided that a slick back bun was perfect for your outfit. After getting dressed and doing your makeup, you went ahead and cleaned up a bit before you got a knock on your front door.
When you opened it miles was standing there in an all black attire. From his button down to his shoes. He left the first two buttons undone and had the shirt tucked into his black slacks that was secured with a belt. His gold chains visible, including the two you bought him a year before you left New York. It was a 18k gold rope chain and a 14k gold chain with your name on it. (Imani). His braids were freshly done and he had on some black Louboutins.
He pulled some flowers from behind his back and smiled at you. They were your favorite. White lilies. You grabbed them out of his hands and he held your left hand as you carried them in your right hand and walked you to this car.
“This is yours?” You asked him as you got into the passenger seat after he opened the door for you.
“Nah I rented it. I’m not buying the same car twice.” He chuckled and closed your door and got in the car.
15 minutes into the drive and you and miles had been talking the whole time. Laughing none stop when suddenly your favorite song came on.
(Está Dañada- Iván Cornejo)
“Oh my god I love this song!” You said as you began singing along. “Su sonrisa, su carita, sus manitas aye qué delicia, ay qué bonita está tu carita”
Miles smiled as he slickly entangled your fingers together, your pictures coming to mind for every lyric.
(Translation: Her smile, her small face, Her little hands, oh, what a delight Oh, how pretty your small face is)
As the last few seconds of the song played, Miles pulled into the parking lot of where he was taking you. The song had finally ended and Miles got out and walked to open the door for you. Grabbing his black suit jacket before he closed the door.
(Song playing: La última vez- Iván Cornejo)
He grabbed your hand and walked you to the door, opening it for you. One thing Miles had always been was a gentleman and you were glad to see that hadn’t changed. You both got a table and sat down, your server giving you guys your menus. After glancing at the menu, you saw that it was a authentic Puerto Rican restaurant. You didn’t read the sign so you had no idea where he had taken you. Something felt so familiar.
After you two ordered your food and drinks, Miles pulled out a camera and gift bags. You gasped and your eyes widened at the realization. He was recreating your first date.
“Ven aquí mami, Tomate una foto conmigo” he smiled at you. You rolled your eyes and leaned in to the Polaroid lens. Right before he took the photo, you made the last minute decision to place a kiss to his cheek. He then took another one with him kissing your cheek and then took one of you smiling and another with you smiling at him as he stared at you in admiration. That one was completely accidental but he loved it. After the pictures, he took out two sharpies and you both wrote on the back of the pictures. “Our first date pt 2” with your two signature hearts, his purple and yours black. After that, your food and drinks came out and you both began eating.
After you finished eating, Miles finally let you open the bags that he bought out earlier. You smiled and began taking the paper out the first bag. After digging into it more, you pulled out another bag. It was a pandora bag. Right before you could open it he stopped you.
You nodded and went back into the bag and pulled out a box. And another. You opened the biggest one and it was a Cuban necklace. You gasped and smiled at him. Then you went to open the smaller one. It was a gold anklet. It had his name on it and diamonds around the rest of the chain. You put the boxes down and pulled out this big bag that was inside. It was a coach bag.
“Miles. This is too much!” You told him.
“Hush and just open it” he responded.
You continued opening it and took the big purse out of the protective bag and smiled. This was the purse you were eyeing last week. He paid attention to you. But then you remembered, Miles isn’t even your boyfriend.
“Miles what am I going to tell my boyfriend when he sees all of this?” You asked him with a hint of sadness in your voice.
“He won’t be your boyfriend for long. There’s more in the bag.” He told you.
Your eyebrows furrowed and you dug in the bag and pulled out an envelope. You froze. It took you a while to open the envelope because you were afraid to see something you didn’t want to see and from Miles’ words, you were going to see something bad.
You opened the envelope and a bunch of pictures fell out. You exhaled and closed your eyes before picking up one of the pictures. After flipping it over and opening your eyes, your mouth hung agape and your heart broke. It was your boyfriend with a girl. The same girl he swore was just a classmate. That pictures could easily be explained as oh we just went out for coffee. But they just kept getting worse. Ones of him pulling up to hotels, her house with her coming to the door in a bathrobe and greeting him with kisses, them on dates.
Miles had enough sense to date them and the same day your boyfriend dropped that 800 on you, he was out with her. And the day before when he randomly went to “work”. Even tonight before Miles picked you up, he had pictures of them two. That’s why he didn’t want to come over anymore.
You took a deep breath, grabbed the pictures and put them back in the envelope. You went back to eating your dinner with Miles. You felt so stupid. All this time limiting what you and Miles did. Keeping it short with just hanging out and only in public places regardless of if it was only at night time. Yes you wrote notes but they were friendly. Yes his contact name was what it was because Miles is in fact a pretty boy. That was his contact name before you left and that’s what it was now.
You tried not to think much of it and just enjoy your time with Miles. Eventually you forgot about the pictures. That’s how happy Miles made you. You both left the restaurant and he took you back to your house, helping you bring all of your gifts in. He stayed a little to wait for you to finish showering to help you pack all of your ex boyfriend’s stuff into a box.
Good thing you just moved in and he didn’t have that much stuff in here. After you finished packing it all, you walked Miles to the door and told him you really appreciated all he did for you tonight and that you had the best night ever. Before you could open the door for him he grabbed your face and kissed you softly, only letting the kiss get deep for a few seconds before pulling away.
“You’re welcome my love” he said to you as he kissed your forehead and left. A few minutes later you got a text from your ex boyfriend.
“Hey baby, I changed my mind, I’m on my way to you. I miss you can’t wait to see you! I love you 🩵”
You rolled your eyes and sat on the couch in your red silk robe. At 1:30 you heard keys jingle and your door open. The light came on and your boyfriend jumped.
“You scared the shit out of me.” He said with a laugh, walking towards you. He bent down to kiss your lips and you turned your face away from him, standing up and walking towards your counter, him following you. You picked up the envelope that Miles gave you and pushed it into his chest. “Your stuff is packed, get out and don’t come back. You’re already blocked” you told him as you snatched your house keys, taking his other keys off and walked to your bedroom, slamming and locking the door.
As you fell on your bed back first you heard knocking on your bedroom door. “Baby I can explain. Let’s just talk it out please”. You sighed heavily, already annoyed by his voice as he knocked and cried at your door for a straight 10 minutes. After you heard silence and your door closing, your phone dinged.
“Open your window” it was from Miles. You looked over to see him crouched on your fire escape stairs. You opened the window and he jumped in, immediately hugging you. Although you were hurt, you couldn’t bring yourself to cry because you knew better. You just didn’t want to believe it.
“You know you messy right?” You chuckled softly into his chest.
“The tea was too good to miss I’m sorry chiquita” he said as he smiled, his chin resting on your head.
“Sassy” you said as you rolled your eyes with a smile.
“Very much so” he replied with a laugh
A year and 12274838282 fake number calls and messages later (from your ex) you had decided to transfer colleges and move back to New York with Miles. You had to wait until your lease was up and your semester ended before you could move. Miles had helped you pack everything to have it shipped to New York. After you were sure everything was shipped and had been received by you and Miles’ family, you both went ahead and got your plane tickets and got on the plane.
You were so happy to be going home and to be back with Miles. Miles on the other hand was nervous. He had something to tell you but he figured he should wait till you were already in New York to tell you, so you wouldn’t have anywhere to run. Right as the plane was taking off, he interlocked your fingers with his and kissed your hand. You smiled at him and leaned on his shoulder.
