If I'm honest, I don't really like this chapter, but hopefully you all will and HAPPY #NILEYDAY! :) and I know some of you were wondering about their ages, you find out in this chapter.

After putting my little boy to sleep in the middle of Nick's bed, with pillows securely surrounding him, I turned around to find Aubrie sleeping on the beige couch next to the door. I bit my bottom lip and resisted the urge to giggle as I saw her and moved my body towards the love seat. I leaned down and carefully picked my daughter up, placing her next to her baby brother and kissed them both on their foreheads before lying the blanket over them and exiting the room.

I strolled down the long hallway, my bare feet tapping against the wood and made my way down the stairs and into the living room as I saw Nick sitting on the couch, staring at the blank television screen. For a moment, if I'm honest, I swear before he noticed me, I saw a guilty expression on his face but that all changed when he did notice me.

"Hi Miley," he greeted, with a smug look on his face. However, when I rolled my eyes in annoyance, he immediately formed his lips in a tight line. "Miles, I'm sorry," he apologized sincerely. I took slow strides to reach him and when I finally did, I sat a foot away from him on the couch, but apparently that wasn't close enough cause he motioned for me to come closer. I sighed, doing as requested, moving so that my head was pressed up against his firm chest. I stayed silent, feeling his chest rise and fall with every breath he took as I contemplated what I was going to say.

I couldn't decide whether he was saying sorry because of his previous behavior, his snotty attitude, or for everything's he done wrong in the past, but it didn't matter, I still wasn't sure if I was going to forgive him. I've been hurt by him in the past, I've done things with him in the past that I slightly regret, but whatever, I wasn't going to answer, so I simply shook me head. Maybe it's be best to ignore what he said and start fresh for the day because in that small moment of silence, I actually got a taste of remembrance of how it felt to just be in his arms, no fighting no nothing, just relaxing in the arms of the person you love, and believe me, I did love him.

"Are your parents home?"I asked, trying to start conversation. It was a stupid question but my mind was too jumbled up with thoughts to create a worthy enough question to ask.

Nick answered though. "No." And for a second he looked angry, and it wasn't the first time. I've come to notice that with the mere mention of his parents, his attitude would change drastically.

"Oh," I said, getting instantly quiet. Mentioning his parents was stupid, something about the demeanor they gave off whenever I was around, has led me to believe that they have something against me, what? I don't know, but I'm sure they did.

"You okay babe?" Nick asked, frowning. I nodded.

"Fine Nick, fine," my voice lowered with every word. One of Nick's arms, that was resting around my back as I leaned on him, tightened around me as Nick let out a deep breath of irritation. He wasn't happy with my short answers, but I didn't care, he needed to understand me better and realize that I didn't wanna talk.

I leaned forward, out of his grip, and reached for the dark marble coffee table, grabbing the TV remote off the top of it. I moved back into to him and flicked on the TV, a random television show appearing in front of Nick and I's faces. With every minute of silence, I felt Nick's patience and boredom growing. Nick wasn't a patient person, I found that out when I met him; it was the 1st grade and Nick just couldn't wait his turn to get his lunch.

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Somewhere in the middle of my thoughts, I was interrupted by a pair of soft lips pressing against mine. Maybe the fact that I was caught in the moment had something to do with me kissing back, but I did. I deepened the kiss as Nick pulled me closer; before long, I felt myself being pushed down so that my back was laid down on the couch. Still, not completely realizing the state I was in, I wrapped my arms around Nick's neck as I felt him stick his tongue in my mouth. It was a warm feeling being so close to him but that warm feeling vanished when I felt his hands trailing from my stomach to the string of my sweats, instantly, he was crossing the line I wasn't willing in going over again.

"Nick, enough," I pulled away, sitting up as I moved him away from me, breathing heavily. The curly head I called my boyfriend, groaned at my unpleasant gesture. He ran his hands through his head of curls and leaned his head on the back of couch.

"Gosh Miley, why must you do this?" he demanded, staring me deeply in the eyes, his eyes piercing mine with anger, annoyance, and barely a hint of love or hurt. I almost felt bad until he continued. "I'm tired of this!" his voice rose, just below a full on yell.

He was still staring at me as I bit the inside of my cheek, feeling myself shrink into the couch. "You can't get mad at me!" I exclaimed back, trying to gain my voice.

"Why not?"

"Because." With that one word, tears began filling up n my eyes. "You can't expect me to sleep with you again Nick! Do you know how old I am? I am two young to have two kids already. How old am I Nick? Huh? Just tell me, please!" By now, the tears were flowing freely down my cheeks, and I was standing up, practically yelling in Nick's face.

"So you're 17, so what? So am I and you don't see me complaining." Obviously, my yelling and our arguing didn't effect him one bit as he spat back at me. But I wasn't done either.

"So what? How the heck can you say that? Aubrie's four years old, how old does that make me the day I gave birth to her? 13 years old Nick, 13, I was barely a fucking teenager and you expect me to say 'so what'? I can't believe the nerve of you." I shook my head and wrapped my arms around myself, to contain my fueling anger. Rarely, would you ever see me yell like I just had, but around Nick, what could you expect? He brought out the best and worst of me.

"The nerve of me! I was the same age as you, I didn't force you to have sex with me...but if you really have such a problem, then leave Miley, just leave! I don't need you here," he hollered at me, staring me straight in the eyes, not blinking once.

"The only reason I went along with it was because I loved you! And I still do...but ya know, whatever."

I began my walk out of the room, holding back the tears brimming in my eyes while I heard Nick's voice fill my ears, calling out to me,

"And take the damn kids!"

I shook my head, and continued walking. I shook my head at his inconsideration for my feeling, and his children's feeling. Even if this was nothing new for the two of us, it never hurt any less and I was tired of it. Was the constant fighting really worth it? I began to ask myself this constantly. I found it hard to believe that when we first found out I was pregnant five years ago, he was, I guess you could say happy, as happy as any 12 year old could get. At the time, we both were quite the rebellious kids, which was the main reason we were where we are now. I had dropped out of school and began homeschooling when I was in the 6th grade, a little while before I found out I was pregnant, and by that time, I was already beginning to lose my friends. And Nick's sudden interest in music wasn't helping the way I felt at the time.

I was abruptly knocked out of my thought when I felt a small hand pressing again my sweatpants covered leg. My glassy eyes glanced down and I saw my daughter tugging on my pant leg. She had this glare in her eyes, like she was mad at me and it was then I came to notice that I was only at the top of the stairs and Aubrie had most likely heard just about everything.

"Aubrie..."

I ran my hand delicately through her thick head if curly brown locks, instantly reminding me of her dad. The look in her eyes also showed me how sad the 3 year old really was, so I knelt down to her level, bringing her into me, wrapping my arms around her tiny frame. I let my hands run loosely down the length of her hair as I let her cry in my arms. I tried my best not to cry along with her, she was in enough pain seeing both of her parents arguing she didn't need to see me too, hurt.

"Mommy, can I stay here with daddy?" her soft voice, barely above a whisper, asked me. I wanted so badly to say no and not risk the chance of Nick saying no, but I knew she really wanted to spend more time with her father and I honestly couldn't take that privilege away from her.

"I don't Le Le," I said, calling her by one of the many nicknames I had for her, this one was short for her middle name, Leah. "Just let mommy ask daddy and I'll let you know, now please go sit with Andrew, and try your best not to wake him," I ordered and gave her a kiss on the forehead before returning back downstairs. I made sure that my appearance was okay, before walking into the room, standing in front of Nick.

"Um, Nick, your daughter wants to stay here with you for the night, can she?"

I heard a huff escape his lips, "No," he said simply, staring me in the eyes.

I shook my head. "This is the one time I'm not in the mood to deal with, I won't argue, but I will tell you this, you haven't spent more than an hour with either of your children for over two months Nicholas! Are you really selfish enough not to take a day out of your life to spend with your family?" Nick's silence told me he wasn't gonna answer but to my surprise right as I was about to turn away, he gripped my arm, sighing.

"Bring her to me."

And I did. As soon as I got all of Andrew's belonging, we were almost on our way out the door but there was no way I couldn't say bye to my baby. I went over to Aubrie who was sitting on an annoyed Nick's lap and gave her a big kiss on the head. "Bye Aubrie," I said. She smilde at me and gave me a kiss.

"Bye mommy, bye Andy," she gushed to her little brother, who was still sleeping in my arms, moving her tiny little hand along his back. I grinned and looked up at Nick.

"Bye Nicholas, and you're sure that you have some of her stuff in your room right?" I asked, wanting to be sure before I left and all he did was nod. I waved a final goodbye and walked out the door with Andrew on my shoulder and his carrier seat in my empty hand. I almost ran in to Joe who was running up the driveway, the sky was already dimming making me think it was going to rain soon. He smiled and waved to me as I stood by the car door.

"Hey Miley, how'd your day with Nick go?" Of course that's the first thing you ask, I chuckled quietly to myself as Joe helped me get Andrew in his seat in the car. "And where's the little munchkin who decided that greeting me was something she wasn't gonna do?"

I giggled. "Aubrie...she's staying with Nick tonight." I closed the car door. "And my day with Nick, well almost like any other day, we got along then out of nowhere it just goes downhill, resulting in a fight, what's new?" Joe pulled me in a hug as I closed my eyes, fighting back tears once again.

"Miley, you and Nick both mean a hell of a lot to me and I can't take seeing this happen between you guys, there's only so much one person can take and I hope you know, no one's forcing you to stay in the relationship with Nick." I nodded and avoided his gaze, thinking deeply about his words.

On my drive home, it was fairly quiet. I could just barely hear the low mumbling of Andrew's breathing but that was about it. For tonight, I was done with thinking about Nick and I's argument, I was stressed enough taking care of 2 kids. It was only about 6 when I arrived home, but it was fairly late and with the amount of sleep Andrew had today, I doubted I'd be getting any sleep tonight.

I walked into the house carrying Andrew in his car seat and my bag as I see my mom sitting on the couch with some visitors that I hadn't seen since, I don't know...yesterday. I gently set my son down on the table next to the door and ran over to the open living room space.

"Zac, Nessy!" I yelled but tried my best not to wake the sleeping baby. I wrapped my arms around my cousin and his girlfriend of too many years to count, holding them extremely tight. I was acting like I hadn't seen them in years, but they've helped me through so much that it's hard not to appreciate their love.

I dropped down on Vanessa's lap as she giggled in surprise but held onto me anyway. My back was facing her as I looked at my mom.

"What?" I asked, grinning.

My mom shook her said. "Nothing." But she was smiling. I had a feeling she was just happy that even after being hurt, she can still see me smile. I knew she knew that something had went down with Nick and that I was upset but she knew I was going to need a little of time till I was ready to talk more in depth about it.

"Gosh Miles, how much do you fuc-" she stopped mid sentence, glancing over at the front door, seeing my son. "-freaking weigh now?" she smiled sheepishly and groaned dramatically as we burst out laughing. Yep, that was Vanessa, even though she had only been my tutor/teacher for the past 2 years, she was only 26 and still acted like a teen, who happened to have a very bad mouth. Vanessa had known me since I was born, her and Zac had been friends since they were in diapers and got together in middle school; I was seriously wondering when they'd get married. Around them, I really felt like I could be myself.

"Miles, I'll take Andrew to bed, if you want me to," my mom offered, standing up from her seat and I nodded.

"Thanks momma, but before you do, can you feed him some milk I have in the fridge, he hasn't eaten since lunch." My mom gave me a thumbs up and resumed her job.

"Miley, I know my lap is comfy and all but please, get your big bony ass off of me," Vanessa ordered, pushing me off of her lap. I giggled and did so. Then finally since I got home, I heard my cousin, Zachary speak up.

"We came here for a reason and just so you know, Vanessa will be telling you," Zac said, looking at me. I was sitting on Vanessa's right and Zac was obviously on her left. I started to get nervous as the mood changed to a more serious vibe.

"Miley," Vanessa started. "Zac and I...ARE GETTING MARRIED!" she squealed as I let out a yelp of excitement myself. Me and my almost sister danced around the living room and admired her ring,, having our own little dance party until Vanessa's clumsy self tripped on the carpet surrounding the coffee able, making her fall of her butt.

"Babe, I really question how you've graduated college," I heard Zac say from the couch. I laughed loudly. "And Miles, I really question how you've managed two kids on your own." I was just about to laugh again until I heard the words on your own, leave his mouth. Zac's always had something against Nick, even when Nick was around a lot in the beginning, Zac never liked him.

I let Vanessa scold him, her serious self shining through for a moment in her life. She got off the floor, dusting herself off before hugging me."It's fine Ness, Zac I had a rough day, please don't bring him up," I begged.

"I'm sorry Miles, now come here," Zac said, standing up with his arms wide open. A grin spread across my face as I ran into his arms. "What happened?" he asked. I shook my head for what seemed liked the billionth time that night.

"I'll tell you guys some other time...now when's the wedding?"

"Well," started Vanessa as we all sat back down on the couch, this time Vanessa cuddling up to Zac, and I on their right. Finally the conversation wasn't on me. "We were thinking about having it at the end of May, and we want you to be one of the brides maid, of course."

"Aww," I hugged her close. "Thank you, but why so late, I mean home-schooling's gonna be over not long after that." I was confused as I saw Vanessa bite her lip and Zac look away, suddenly I was kinda nervous. "Miles, well, um, I kinda got offered a job at a high school, so I won't be able to teach you anymore."

Suddenly, I felt sick to my stomach, but I held it in. I was so bothered by the fact that I wasn't going to be home-schooled anymore, I'd have to go to a regular school, which I hadn't be to since 6th grade. They saw the look on my face and instantly frowned.

"Miles, I promise you, if you think the school's rat hell and want me to teach you again, I will, but it wouldn't be until after the school year's over," she informed me, staring me in the eyes sadly, she looked really sad and guilty; I couldn't have her feel that way.

"No, Ness, it's fine, just..." I sighed. "What school is it?"

Then she smiled. "Sea View High, same school I'll be teaching at, I'm going to be teaching math and English," she grinned. I'd never heard of that school, but it was done and I was going to have to deal with it. I just hoped nobody would find out about my kids and the fact that my boyfriend is Nick, I really hope not, I thought. Now that I thought about it, I was really tired, today was both a stressing and relaxing day.

"I think I'm gonna head to bed guys," I told them and got up, giving them both tight hugs before climbing up the staircase, entering my room. I go in to find my mom on the wood rocking chair in the room, rocking her grandson to sleep. A huge grin spread across my face at the simple scene, capturing my attention until my mom said something.

"Hey Miles, he's just about asleep, you can head to bed now, I can tell you're tired," my mom said in a motherly tone. She knew me so well, so I smiled and quickly thanked her, giving Andrew a soft kiss on the forehead before going to my room. I changed out of my sweats into a pair of white short shorts and a matching v-neck. I made sure I got comfortable in my bed, soft plush blankets surrounding my stressed body before drifting off into a deep sleep.

Once again, happy Niley day but it's also my last day of school :'( I'm sad, it's soo depressing but I'll see my friends next year :)

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