The Miller Boys

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Chapter 2


“You won’t believe who my partner in physiology is.”

“Who?” My roommate Alina asked sitting up from her spot on the couch.

“Knox Miller.”

“THE Knox Miller?”


“The asshole that had sex with Reyna and left her hanging the next day.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Damn he may be an asshole but if I had the chance to get in his bed I’d take it in a heartbeat.”

“He’s not that cute.”

“Bitch stop lying, you know you’d give him some of that chocolate if he asked for some.”

“But I’m not, he’s a player and I don’t have time for guys anyway. I need to focus on school and getting that internship this summer.”

“I don’t know why you’re stressing you are going to get it.”

“I hope so, I have to get going I have to meet Knox at the library to discuss this project we have to do together.”

“Have fun, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“I doubt it but thanks.” I left our apartment building and got in my car hoping it’d make the trip to the library. It was tough being a pre-med student while having two jobs to help pay for school. My parents tried to help as much as they could. But they the medical bills had been accumulating for my younger brother. A few years ago he was diagnosed with leukemia. It’d been tough for my family but I promised to finish school so that I could help children like my brother. He was my motivation to finish and I was going to make him proud.

My car made it to the library and I saw Knox sitting outside waiting for me. I know the last time we spoke I was rude to him so after a lot of inner conflict I decided to apologize. I was already stressed about the semester and it wasn’t fair for me to take out my frustrations on him.


“Hi, before we start I wanted to apologize for how I acted Monday. I was wrong to judge you before getting to know you first and I am sorry if anything I said hurt you.”

“You’re fine, I have a reputation and it gives people a bad idea of who I am but sometimes not all you hear is true. Enough with our bad first impression, let’s start fresh and pick a topic for our project.”

“Okay.” I followed him in and we went into an empty study room so that we could work without any interruptions.

“Do you have any ideas of what you want to do your project on?”

“No, to be honest I haven’t thought much about it. You?”

“I was thinking we do something geared towards our concentrations. I’m concentrating in pediatrics, what about you?”

“Pediatric oncology.”

“What made you choose that?”

“That’s a personal question.”

“Sorry, I was curious. If it helps I’ll tell you why I chose mine. My mom is a pediatrician and used to take me to work with her. As I got older I volunteered to help around the office and I actually loved it. I liked the idea of helping kids get back to their fun loving selves when they’re sick. It also helps that I have five younger siblings to practice with.”

“Five? Does that include your brother?”

“No, there’s seven of us in total. My dad liked the idea of having a big family and my mom had two sets of twins.”

“Wow, must be fun being the oldest.”

“Sometimes, but we are all close so that helps relieve the pressure some. What about you any siblings or are you an only child?”

“A younger brother, he’s 13.”

“What’s his name?”

“Malcom, he’s the reason I chose my concentration. He has leukemia, it’s hard seeing him get sick and not being able to help make it better for him sucks. He doesn’t deserve to suffer, he’s such a happy kid to. Never complained once about having to go through chemo at all. If he could be determined to beat cancer then I could be determined to get my degree and finish medical school.”

“That’s got to be one of the best reasons to stay motivated. I have an idea on what we should do for our project.”


“Cell physiology, focusing on cancer that often occurs in children.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, it’s something we’re both passionate about. Which means we will do our best and enjoy ourselves. ” We nodded in agreement and stared doing some research on our subject. After a few sources and starting a document. We were both happy with what we found and got ready to leave the library with our first part of the project done. As I was about to get in my car I stopped and said something to Knox.

“You’re a lot different than I thought you would be.”

“Is that a good thing or bad thing?”

“Good definitely good.” He smiled and watched me get into my car not leaving for his own until he saw me leave.


“Brandy where the fuck are you?”

“I’m right here Luke calm down.” I walked out of the kitchen only for my face to come in contact with Luke’s palm. My head turned to the side and tears started welling in my eyes. It’d been a few days since the run in with Knox and Kellan Miller. I hoped he’d forgotten about it by now but I guess he enjoyed making me think that he did.

“Don’t you ever pull some shit like that again you hear me.”

“Yes, I’m sorry it won’t happen again.”

“Better not, what’s for dinner sweetheart?” He smiled before kissing me and taking a seat at the table.

“I made your favorite steak and potatoes.”

“You spoil me, I’m so lucky to have you. You know I love you right.”

“I know, I love you to.”

“Good, you make me so angry sometimes but I promise if you do as I say things won’t be so bad.”

“I know, I’m sorry.”

“Good girl.” During dinner I sat and listened to Luke talk about his day responding whenever he needed me to. After he ate he went into the living room to watch tv, while he did that I cleaned the kitchen. I kept thinking how did I get here. When Luke and I first started dating we were friends first. I had been dealing with a bad break-up and my family had recently moved. He was the perfect gentleman and everyone told me how lucky I was to have a guy like him. I believed them and gave him a chance. We dated for two years before we both got accepted to the same college. Then once we went off to college together I saw the real him.

He was always controlling wanting to know where I was and who I was with. I shook it off as him being an over protective boyfriend. But then he started getting physical and it was to late for me to escape. Luke knew this and paid my tuition. Something I begged him not to do but at the time I thought he was being a good boyfriend so I let him help me out. Since then he’s threatened me by saying he’d get his dad to end his partnership with my father. Luke’s father had a huge influence on my father’s business. I knew my parents could barely afford me going to school so my dad needed the money his dad brought in. I had been working hard as a tutor to get the money so that I could pay him back.

I had no friends and kept to myself as a way to keep Luke happy and avoid his beatings. It doesn’t help when he’s in one of his frisky moods and wants to have sex, our first time he was gentle and I didn’t want it to end. Now I lay still and let him do what he wants until he gets off. I’ve tried leaving before but I was never able to get that far. The consequences have had me close to needing a hospital a few times.

After I finished cleaning the kitchen I walked into the living room to find him asleep in front of the tv. I walked past him and went into our room to get ready for bed. I grimaced seeing the mark forming on my face and did my almost daily routine to help it fade a little.

Although it didn’t matter because I would have to wear make up any way. When I finished I changed into my pajamas and went to bed. I laid there and thought about Kellan Miller and the concern he had in his eyes falling asleep thinking about his beautiful eyes.

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