Like Fire and Rain,

You drive me insane.

But i can'tstay mad at you for anything.

We're venus and mars

we're like two different stars

but your the harmony to ever song i sing

and i wouldn't change a thing.

-I need you now-

I wanted to kill myself, thats how bad i felt. My life was falling apart, piece by peice, every step I took was another trip in hell and i couldn't do anything to stop it. To stop the pain. No matter how much i begged, how much i pleaded my tears didn't change their hearts. They continued with their bullying, pushing me around hitting me when no one's looking, causing me so much more heartbreak than a normal person would get in a life time. I was their toy, their puppet they would force me to do things, things i hate. They make my life misreable and everyone knows it, they just don't have the guts to stand up for me, to help me. Anything they want me to do, no matter how much i plead not to, They make me do it. They control my strings, they control my life, they pushed me over the edge. My name is Miley Stewert, and this is my story.

xox-the bitch is back-xox

"Stewert!" some one yelled my name, and i knew excactly who it was. Nicole Misa awesome. I groaned and turned around and smiled fakely, God how could someone walk out of the house like that. She was wearing a skirt that didn't cover anything and when i mean anything? I mean, anything. Her shirt-dude it shouldn't even be considered a shirt! it's that bad! whatever the devil's here. I put on that fake smile everyone expect the "populars" "plastics" "bitches and man whores" whatever you would care to call them could see right through. "Yes Nicole?" I said with a simple tone. "Don't Yes Nicole? me in that tone!" she raied her voice, there is no way i could please this woman or girl. "What do you want now?" I said grabbing my books out of my locker. She put her hand up and i flinched but she slammed my books down insted of hitting me. I looked at her, "please!" i said while picking up my books. I quickly took a look around no one was in the hallway. Dammit. "Nicole please stop i havn't done anything wrong!" I knew what was coming and i couldn't stop her, i was to afraid she said she'll hurt my little sister. I can't let anything happen to her, shes my life!

She kicked me repeadly while i was on the ground picking up my books. She was wearing some expensive designer heels and hurt really badly. I had bruses all over my body that's why i choose to wear long sleeves and jeans to a school in freaking Texas. It was 102 yesterday, i alomost died from the heat. The last time she did this i was rushed to the hospital with 3 broken ribs, the bitch knocked me out cold! I saw a teacher coming out of the classroom i tried to yelp for help but of course while geting beat up, my voice was strained. I groaned as she kicked me one last time. "Listen Stewert, i don't give a damn about your hillbillly family. I dont give a damn about how much you cry. I dont give a DAMN how much you cut yourself, All i want is my book report done. Well? Is it?" she always crosses the line, with the hillbilly remarks even me cutting myself, im a sensitive girl! I nodded and looked up slowly to my locker, i was in to much pain to get up and get it for her.

"NICKY!" she screatched, NO! He's the worst thing besides her! He was her boyfriend the captin of the baseball team! I just layed there hoping he wouldn't notice me like he always does but unfortuently i heard footsteps and all of a sudden laughing. Greeeat. I sighed i slowly rested my head on the floor and just breathed slowly. I could already feel another broken rib. "Nickyyyyyy this little slut wont give me my book report!" she whined. WHAT A FAKE! "wh-wha" I tried to say. "dont bother" she cut me off. "Uh well, sorry?" he said in a skeptical way. "Nick!" she screatched. God can she get anymore annoying? "Alright alright babe, chill out" he then took his baseball bat out of his bag and wacked it onto my locker, Wack after wack, i could hear all my little things getting rattled i couldn't take it. Then i remembered my mom's statue was in there. I quickly screamed. They stopped and looked at me a few teachers walked out in a hurry. I got up as fast as i could, soo it was like a turtle flipped over on its shell. They stepped back slowly nick putting the bat back, in place. I got up and yanked it open with absolute no stregnth in me. I finally opened it to see all my stuff shattered to peices and my mom's statue.

Teachers rushed over and made sure Nick and Nicole didn't leave, everyone watched as i slowly pulled out some statue pieces and in the process all my other little things fell out, i coudln't believe he had the nerve! I turned around as fast as a snipper bullet. "you" i snarled "YOU BROKE THIS!" i yelled, oh boy was he going to hear a mouth full. "YOU FUCKING BROKE THIS YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" oh I was beyond angry. My mom gave this to me the night she passed ,the night she died telling me whenever i look at this i know i'll find peace. The one thing in my life i cherished, I know i shouldn't have brought it to school but this is where it all happens! "YOU BROKE THIS!" "Oh will you get over it, it's just a stupid doll" Nicole said with attitude. "NO NICOLE. it wasn't just a stupid doll! MY MOTHER GAVE THIS TO ME!" No one knew about my mom dying, they all thought she was alive and well. Well boy where they wrong. "Geez Stewert, just go buy a new one" Nick said slowly backing up. But coach stopped him and he sighed. Soon enough people were down the halls watching me have a meltdown. "what can your mom not aford anoter stupid doll?" he said.

"NO NICK!" i said with a ton of attitude "My mother, IS DEAD!" i screamed into their faces. Thats when they got pale, Oh yeah i made the two biggest jerks in school pale, thats when the hallways went silent and the teachers looked down. The only people who knew were the teachers, they knew about m life, how i have to take care of my little sister like she was my daughter, they know how i live in a really bad neighboorhood, they know how much i miss my mom, they know how she died. Now the whole school knows about my mom, once again awesome. I saw a little guilt, but i knew inside they were smirking knowing im at my most vulenrable state. Im not going to let them win this one battle, this is my moms! They can't take that away from me. "you guys push me around" i said while walking closer limping of course "You guys HIT me when no ones around" I said and got into their faces "YOU GUYS MAKE MY LIFE HELL! ALL FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT, IM LIKE YOUR FREAKING PUPPET! I-I- I CAN'T GO TO SLEEP WITHOUT THINKING THAT TOMORROW I'LL GET ANOTHER BEATING FROM EITHER OF YOU, I CAN'T PROCESS RIGHT ANYMORE! I DO ALL OF YOUR WORK, I DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU GUYS JUST SO YOU'LL LET MY FREAKING BABY SISTER MY ANGEL LIVE! SHES THE ONLY THING IN MY LIFE THAT I WONT LET YOU RUIN!" Oh god, im going to be so dead tomorrow. "So next time your asking for me to do a book report" I said and grabbed it out of my locker and threw it at Nicole smacking her in the face. "or the next time your beating the SHIT out of me, think and maybe you'll just have the slightest heart and leave me alone"

From there i couldn't stop the tears from rolling down my cheecks i quickly hurried and grabbed all the small little peices and dumped my backpace out and put all the shit that was in my backpack into my now crushed locker. I put all the pieces into my bag and ran to the art room ignoring all the pain in my stomach. The last thing i could hear was Nicole pleading to not get expelled. Oh my life would be perfect, if she got expelled. I quickly turned the corner and bumped into someone and fell. I groaned all the pain finally hit my body full on i felt like a truck just hit me. I had tears bluring my vision, so i have no idea who I ran into. I coughed a little trying to get over the pain, nope didn't help. "woah stewert what happened" i felt a strong pair of arms help me up. I knew that voice, i just couldn't think of who it was. Oh no, it's one of them! I tried to push past him but he wouldn't budge. "What happened to you?" It was Joe Grey, Nick's brother. He was a little more caring more than the other populars. "what do you think" i spat. He backed up and put his hands up like he was surrendering. I couldn't take another beating, i already knew i had to go to the hosptial to get these baby's checked out. "look if your going to hit me do it later alright?" I said while pushing past him.

I heard a chuckle, what the fuck is wrong with this kid. "I wasn't going to hit you!" he yelled "Yeah and im going to make out with your brother!" I yelled back. I heard him laugh again. "Nice try Stewert!" he yelled. "YEAH FUCK YOU GREY!" I said while storming into the art room.

-The peices don't fit-

I finally finished glueing the pieces back together, but one was missing, The area of course where the heart was. The shape was a heart, it was small and red, something that made the peice love it more and it was missing. I sighed and held it in my hands looking at the small angel with a missing heart. Hey, it's me i chuckled softly and held my side. I heard the door open i turned around slowly. Her name was Ms. Lovato, she was the mother of Demi and Taylor Lovato, sorta nice girls. Sorta-key word. I sighed, she was really the only teacher i really liked because she would let me hang out in her classroom when something happened, like what happened today. I looked back down, i knew she was going to come over to me and say she was sorry. She walked over and i looked up at her with tears and showed her the statue. She gasped and held her mouth, "What happened Miley?" she questioned. "You kid's bestfriends did this" I said, i didn't mean for it to come out as cold as it did. I sighed and shook my head, "Im sorry that was uncalled for" I appolgized, she was like a mom to me and my little sister. "Oh my dear girl, miley..did you get beating again?" she asked, i told her everything and she never told a soul. I nodded as tears formed on the brims of my eyes. I lifted up my shirt, Holy shit it was worse than i thought. They were red and blue, Red was new. I sighed and put my shirt back down. Greeeeeeeeeat. "Miley my dear God, i need to get you to the hospital!" she stood up and grabbed her purse. "lets go miley, now!" she demanded i sighed and got up, leaving the statue there. She called the principle and let us go, she also grabbed her daughter and son and took them with us, i was in the front seat leaning back while the two other plastic's sat in the back. They didn't like me, and i knew it. Demi was my age, she was 17, and Taylor was 18 he was Nick's bestfriend well one of his best friends. "Mommm" taylor whined " I have a game today i can't waste my time with this los-" "Taylor Alexander Lovato, you shut your mouth right this mintue" Ms. Lovato snapped. Oh shit where they in trouble. "Mom seriou-" "TAYLOR I SAID BE QUIET!" she snapped, yelling.

I walked out and sighed i looked at the clock holy shit noah! I walked over to the Lovato family, Demi was surprsingly quiet, she's given me a few smacks here and there, so has her twin. They looked up at me with guilt in their eyes, Ms. Lovato must have talked to them. Good they deserve whatever pain they are feeling now. Thats like not even 1% of what i feel EVERYDAY. I told Ms. Lovato whats up and she offered a ride. "No thanks i don't want my sister seeing me in a car with the people who beat me up but thanks anyways" I tried to make the ending sound a little nicer, haha fail. "Stewert just do us a favor and walk of a cliff-" "taylor" demi whispered, huh? "what Demi" he snarled. "Leave her alone i think we're in enough trouble so why don't you fucking shut your mouth already!" she snapped. Her mom sorta looked proud for standing up to her brother, but she looked at me. "Miley hunnie, please let me give you a ride" She kept insisting but i kept declining. "Ms. Lovato i really appriciate everything but.. i just need to tell noah on my own" I said and left. Noah thinks mom is on a vacation, shes thought that for years. She was 7 years old now she knew something was up. I couldn't keep this from her any longer. I had to tell her that her mother was dead for 5 years of her life.

I wanted to write a sad story (:

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