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Abandoned
Chapter Two – Sorry
Mikayla woke to the sounds of Summer in her crib, giggling and laughing, as she played with her toy xylophone. Mikayla smiled and rolled over, ready for her morning kiss and snuggle, she always received form her wife. She frowned as she realized she was the only one in the bed and turned to face Summer.
"Where's your momma?"
Summer cocked her head to one side in confusion "Where's momma?" She stood up "Out" She demanded.
Mikayla got up slowly, stretching. "Momma!" Summer whined impatiently.
"Okay, okay, I'm comin' don't panic" Mikayla moved over to Summer and lifted her out of her crib. She put her down onto the ground, smoothing out her small daughters blonde hair. Summer crawled quickly out of the room leaving Mikayla standing by herself.
"Fine, don't wait for me" Mikayla mumbled, following Summer out of the bedroom. She helped her down the stairs and carried her into the kitchen, expecting to see Miley, stirring pancake mixture or drinking coffee at the breakfast table. But she was greeted only by an empty kitchen, her wife, no where in sight.
"Miles!" She called out "Honey, where are you?"
She put Summer down in her playpen, and wandered around the house calling Miley' name. Mikayla searched the entire house then grabbed the phone, beginning to get worried. She dialed in the number of one of her best friends and waited for him to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Ollie it's me" Mikayla said running her hands through her hair, worriedly.
"Mikayla? Um, you do know it's only like 9 in the morning right?"
"Yeah, I know, I'm sorry" Mikayla said distracted "Hey, is Miley with you by any chance? I woke up and she wasn't here"
"Why?" Oliver asked, concerned "You two didn't have a fight did you?"
"Huh? No. So, she's not there?"
"No, sorry"
"Great…" Mikayla closed her eyes.
"Look Mik, I'm sure she's fine… she probably just went for a run or something"
Mikayla sighed "Yeah, your probably right. I'm getting all worked up for nothing"
"Yean…So… are we done, cos smokin' oken was just about to get some before you called, and I don't think his girlfriend can resist the Ollie charm for much longer"
Mikayla rolled her eyes and laughed " Yeah, thanks Oliver. You and Lilly have fun now"
"Will do!" Oliver said cheerfully before hanging up the phone. Mikayla went back into the kitchen and placed the phone on its hook. She sat down at the table and watched Summer in her playpen, playing with her teddy bears. She glanced over at the door and the doorbell rang, and walked over to the door, to answer it.
"Nick? What are you doing here?" Nick Jonas was standing at her doorstep, a guitar under one arm and a giant teddy bear in the other.
He looked at her, confused "Uh, you told me to come yesterday. 9am. Remember, I was gonna help you with your new album"
"Oh, yeah, come in" Mikayla stepped aside and let Nick in the door. "Um Nick, what's with the teddy bear?"
"What? Oh, its for Summer. I saw it at the mall and couldn't resist" He smiled as he saw Summer in the kitchen and walked over to her "Hey Summer!"
Summer squealed in delight as she saw Nick and the huge teddy. "Nicky! A teddy"
"All for you, sweet girl" He climbed over into the playpen and sat down next to her, cross-legged. She climbed onto his lap and wrapped her arms around the teddy. "You like him?" Nick asked, smiling.
"Ya" Summer answered in her adorably innocent baby voice. Mikayla, who was watching the entire thing from the kitchen archway, smiled to herself. Nick ruffled Summer's hair gently and climbed back out of the playpen, grabbing his guitar from the spot he had dropped it on the floor.
"Wanna start?" He asked Mikayla
"Sure, living room?"
He nodded and followed Mikayla into the living room, then dropped down onto the couch. Mikayla sat down next to him and watched as Nick's talented fingers strummed the chords. She began to hum to the tune, and Nick joined in, both getting a feel of the music. Nick glanced over at her and stopped, letting his guitar rest on his lap.
"Mik, what's wrong?"
Mikayla looked at him "What makes you think there's something wrong?"
Nick gave her a look "Mikayla, we've known each other since we were 3. I think I can tell when something's not right with you"
Mikayla sighed and looked away. "It's Miley. I don't know where she is"
Nick frowned "What do you mean?"
"I woke up this morning and she wasn't there. She didn't say anything about her having to go into the studio to me or anything, and I know she wanted to be here to help me when you came over" Mikayla told him, traces of worry etching back into her features.
"Oh Mik, I'm sure she's fine. Maybe she went to the beach, or maybe you ran out of milk and she had to go to the store" Nick said trying to reassure her.
"Nick, I went to the grocery store yesterday, we have plenty of milk, and she wouldn't have just run off to the beach or somewhere. I know Miley, if she had wanted to go out, she would have woken me and told me or left me a note"
Nick saw that Mikayla was almost in tears and pulled her into a hug "Mickey it's gonna be fine. Maybe she did leave you a note, you just haven't found it" He said rubbing her back. Mikayla pulled back wiping her eyes. "Yeah, I'll go look for it now" She got up and headed for the stairs.
She reached the top of the stairs and entered hers and Miley's bedroom and looked around wondering where to start. She shifted a few papers around on the bedside table, hoping she would find it but with no luck. She was about to give up when a piece of lined paper lying on the dresser caught her eye.
Her heart leapt, hoping it was from Miley as she grabbed it and started to read. After she did she wished she hadn't
Mikayla,
I'm sorry. My father, he finally got to me and I have to show him, show my mom, show everyone that I'm normal, even if its means letting you go. I have some soul searching to do and I know I need to do it alone, to see what my future holds. Just know that I love you, and I love our daughter. Please tell her I love her, because I don't know if I'll ever be there to say it to her again. Don't come looking for me, don't wait, you deserve better and so does Summer. As I'm writing this I watch you both sleep, like angels and it only makes this more difficult. Goodbye, Mikayla
Love, Miley
Mikayla dropped the letter in shock. Her heartbeats grew faster, and her breaths shorter, she felt like she was going to throw up. She felt like she was suffocating as she imagined the walls closing in on her, her heart shattering into millions of pieces. She grabbed hold of the dresser for support, knocking a lamp off in the process. She fell to the floor, the note clutched in her hand the loss of the love of her life hitting her like a ton of bricks. She let go of everything else, let it all go and cried.
Downstairs
Nick heard a crash come from upstairs and spun his head around immediately. "Mikayla!?" He heard her sobs echoing down the hall and sprinted up the stairs, bursting into her bedroom. She was sprawled on the floor, her face wet with fresh tears, glass smashed all around her, holding something in her hand.
Nick's heart panged at the sight of her, and he quickly rushed to her side, picking off the ground and supporting her weight. "Mickey, what happened?" He asked her kindly, wiping her tears with his thumb.
"She's gone" Mikayla whimpered "She left"
Nick took the note from her hand and opened it, reading the words Miley had scrawled out. His blood boiled as he read on, still holding Mikayla in his strong arms. He dropped the note and held her, whispering words of comfort in her ear. He felt a new emotion as he thought of Baby Summer downstairs: Sorrow.
Not my best work but it will have to do… plz review nxt chapter will be up soon D