Shattered Hearts and Cracked Bodies

Nick wasn't the angel Miley first thought he was. Joe wasn't the jerk Miley first thought he was. She wasn't as strong as she first thought she was.

Chapter One

As she lay on the bed, her cheek burning with pain, tears were slowly rolling down. He had never done this before, to anyone. He rarely even shouted at her. His face was what had scared her the most. The anger in his eyes, the snarl on his lips. She had never been scared of anything as much as then. He was amazing she thought, still crying. What happened? She tried to find a point in time where he had ever gotten angry before, but all she could remember was him smiling, or laughing. Looking over to the corner, his guitar was sat there. He had given it to her for her fifteenth birthday, with his signature on it. They loved each other back then. For God's sake what was she talking about, they loved each other yesterday! But going over today was one of the worst ideas she'd ever had. For you see, today was the day that Nick Jonas had hit Miley Stewart.

The glass was slammed down onto the bar.
"Another," he said. He was still sober, and he needed to drink away everything. The bartender looked at him for a moment, registering how old he looked, and shook his head. He had seen this before, and this young man had come into his bar seven days consecutively. But, he needed the money, and so got him another pint of beer. The young man just needed to get away from it all. What had been worrying him was what he saw when he was walking out. The girl running out of his house, crying and holding her cheek. She looked like his brother's girlfriend, but he hadn't seen her face. He remembered the last time he had seen a girl like that. It was his fault. He was drunk, and hit her. Only once, but he was almost sent to prison for it. The last drop was drained, and he slammed the glass onto the bar.
"Another," he said, feeling his mind start to go a little fuzzy.

His brother was at the bar, so he couldn't turn to him. Nicholas, what have you done? he thought, mentally kicking himself. He had hurt her, both physically and mentally, and the only person who knew what he was going through was Joe, but he was breaking down. He was at the bar every day, and Kevin wasn't there to tell him to stop it. Stop changing the subject he thought, and looked at his phone background. A picture of him and Miley laughing and smiling. It was hard to believe that was taken this morning, before they had come back to his house. Before he had backhanded her. He was so stupid. He'd ruined it. He'd texted her so many times, but she hadn't replied to any of them. He looked out of his window, over to her house. Her bedroom light was on, and she was lying on the bed. He continued to stare as she cried. Swearing at himself, he needed some air, so he got up and ran into the garden.

Miley sat on his bed, laughing. Nick was walking around doing the chicken dance to Supernova. He looked like such an idiot, but she loved him anyways. Suddenly her phone lit up, and she looked at it. It was a text from Justin Russo, her best friend. Nick saw this and immediatly stopped. He watched her type her text.

LOL! Alex is soooo stupid sumtimes ;) tell her i love her really. love you too xxxx :)

She sent it, and looked up and saw Nick's face. She furrowed her brow.
"What?" she asked.
"Love you too? You're cheating on me," he said, in a cool voice. Miley raised an eyebrow, and began to laugh, quickly stopping when she saw he was serious.
"Nick, he's just a really good friend," she said, standing up. Nick scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"Let me see the text he sent you," he said, holdin out his hand. Miley was amazed by how obssesive he was being.
"No!" she said.
"Why?"
"Cause even though I love you, I want to have a life with my friends too!" she said like he was stupid. He started to pace.
"You're keeping things secret from me now. I should've known. You were a slut from the beginning!" Miley's mouth dropped.
"What?" she asked again, in a much icier voice.
"A slut. You care about no-one else," he said. Miley slapped him round the face, leaving a slight pink mark. There was silence for a minute, and then Nick hit her with all his strength around the face. She fell to the floor, clutching her cheek. He stood there for a minute, then quickly helped her up.
"I'm sorry, I'll never do it again" he said. "Just please don't hit me," Then he kissed her. After they pulled away he held her face in his hands. "See, all better," he said, smiling. Miley forced a smile, then made a feeble excuse to leave. As soon as she got to the bottom she started to sob and ran out of the house, holding her cheek. When she got to the door, she pushed past Nick's older brother, Joe, she thought his name was, and ran home, sobbing all the way.

"No Nick," she thought out loud. "It's not all better,"