FLAWED
Prologue
NO ONE'S POV
The Stewart's house was silent. The light coming from Miley's window was the only indication that someone was home. A few minutes ago, she and her boyfriend, Nick, were watching The Notebook inside her room. They were seated next to each other on the couch opposite the flat screen LCD TV she had in her room. Well, that was a few minutes ago. At this moment, she was seated on Nick's lap, as he nibbled on her neck. Although her whole body burned with passion and desire for him, she fought the urge to do something with him. She knew it wasn't right.
"Nick, I need to tell you something," Miley whispered after she slowly pushed Nick away from her.
Furrowing his eyes, Nick felt rejected. But of course, he wanted to hear her out. Maybe this time, she would tell him the real reason behind her choice not to do anything more intimate other than kissing.
Releasing a sigh, he tucked a few strands of her hair beneath her ear, as he gazed at her lovingly. A guy has his needs, and if it wasn't for his unconditional love, he would have left her already. He just loved her so much, that he was more than willing to respect her decision.
"Come on, tell me. I'm willing to listen, baby." His eyes made his sincerity visible to her, and it encouraged her to speak the truth.
Lifting her hand, she ran her fingers though his hair. She feared that he would leave her if he had known, but she couldn't keep it from him anymore. Everything he had done for her was too much. He deserved to know the truth.
"I love you, Nicky." Biting her lower lip, she did her best not to let a single tear roll down her cheeks. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, knowing that after telling him, everything between them would change.
Wanting to comfort her, he pulled her close to him and took her in a soothing embrace. Their foreheads touched, making her release an exasperated sigh.
"I love you too, baby. I promise I will wait until you finish talking before I react."
With a nod of her head, she shyly slipped out of his lap and sat beside him on the couch instead. She knew he really meant it, but she also knew that it was one promise he certainly couldn't keep. She understood that clearly.
She was quiet for a while, contemplating whether she was really ready to confess everything. She fumbled with her hands shyly, gathering courage that she had stored within her, so she could have enough to help her explain to him everything.
When she felt she was finally ready, she lifted her gaze and looked deeply into his eyes, and started to tell him everything he needed to know.
Even though her story had truly hurt him inside, he still listened to her. The things she had told him made him feel sick to his stomach, for he could never imagine her being in those terrible situations. He didn't know how to react without offending her. But to tell you the truth, he wanted to hold her and make her feel protected in his embrace. But still, deep within him, he felt like he wanted to run away from her. He couldn't believe how she was able to keep all of those things to people who loved and trusted her so much. He understood that maybe she wasn't ready, but her case was different. Her case was serious. Professional help was something she needed.
"Nick, I'm so sorry. Please talk to me." Her voice was timid, and her eyes were filled with horror, as she waited for him to react.
He gazed at her with an expressionless look on his face. All of a sudden, he felt so suffocated, as if the walls were closing in around him. He knew he had to get out. It was all too much.
Without a word, he stood up from the couch and headed towards the door hastily.
Violent sobs escaped Miley's throat as she watched Nick walk through the door. Just like that, he was gone.
Feeling ashamed of herself, she brought her legs against her chest, and covered her face with her hands. Her body shook in dread, knowing she had lost her one and only love. She knew it would happen. She knew he would leave her. But still, she felt so hurt because there was a little hint of hope deep inside her, wishing he would stay and comfort her.
She loved him so much. She didn't even think it was possible to find someone who would love her, but it happened. He was so nice to her. He never laid a hand on her. He never forced her onto something she didn't like. He was perfect for her, but her haunting past changed it all. She couldn't blame him, though. She could never blame him for leaving her.
She would never be perfect for him. She would never be perfect for anyone. She was broken and cannot be fixed anymore.
All she dreamed was a normal life; a life full of rainbows and butterflies, a life without a past like hers. It was like she was cursed, and she would forever carry it with her. She had lost everyone because of her past; her family, her love, her dignity, her innocence. She was hopeless. She had nothing now.
Her legs wobbled as she made her way to the bed. Nick probably had called her parents and her brother, and told them what he found out. Soon enough, she would be back at the streets again with nowhere to run to.
Climbing on her bed, she laid down on it and curled into a ball, hugging her favorite fluffy pillow. She wished Nick would come back and hold her in his arms. It was the only thing that could make her feel better at the moment, but she knew it wasn't possible anymore. He would never come back for her.
AN: I'M BAAAAAAACK! I just wanna thank y'all for waiting! I just finished my jelena fanfiction, WE ARE YOUNG, so now I'm back on track!
I hope you all will like my new niley fanfic! I don't wanna give any hints about what will happen next, but please tell me what you think about this prologue! I love you guys so much!
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