Authors Note- PLeasee read, This chapter might kinda suck, but I really wanted to get to the nik part, without all the dilly-dalling:),. so here it is.,

A Niley Story, Middle Of Nowhere

Starring

Nick Grey

Miley Cyrus

Cody Linley

Demi Lovato

Joe Jonas

Selena Gomez

& More.

Chapter 2

Facing the facts

Miley POV

I awoke with the beeping of a heart machine, and the uncomfortable brace surrounding my right thigh. I suppose this could be hell, It was for sure not heaven, and I was nearly positive I wasn't alive. Where were the burning heaps of fire, the flames, that touched my skin, as I cried in agony.

Where, was the devil, as he welcomed me to his depths of evil? I expected, If i had gone to hell, that that would be part of my experience. What a shame. Even,my uneven breathing, and the awful taste of curtain fashion, I contined to deniey that I was alive.

If I was dead,why'd I have an IV Running in my arm. I immediatley pulled it out, If I were dead couldn't hurt. It indeed hurt, I gripped my arm, and successfully made my way out of bed. I opended the door, and saw that this was a layout of a hospital. Death, would like a hospital to represent hell. Innocent people die here everyday, family's suffer tremendous pain, with the loses, of friends, family, and lovers.

Yes, now it would make sense if this were hell.

I walked throughout the hospital for a bit, not talking or asking questions. I was afraid. I passed OR rooms, the pit, the tramua center. Finding it all quite intresting, when I was alive I'd considered joinging the medical field. My dad Billy, was a brilliant surgeon, people came all acrossthe country, just for his advice.

My mom was a house wife, which I had always considered over rated, raiseing your kids for a living, but she had always helped me through bad breakups, and hurtful gossip.

Trace was in a band called Metro Station, he was becoming successful, and I'm sure his bandmates would be devastated when they heard of his loss. Trace wasn't shy, and never took caution, but he was my brother. Though we were essentially nothing alike.

Brandi, was the ultimate diva of the family, into, desinger fashions, and handbags. Cheerleader, plus the ultimate boy magnet. Her dreams were about being popular, which centered around reputation, was only Brandi's sister. Besides that I was just another face in the yearbook. Nobody would miss me.

Braison was prdictable to say the least, he enjoyed the indoors,and virtual video games. He found moot point, in fresh air, horses, ands flowers. He was more on the shy side of things, with only 1 good friend Charlie. He always backed me up, one of those things, Brandi, and Trace never did.

Noah, was loud, bright, soft, innocent,and she glowed brighter than the fireworks on Forth of July. She was altogether a daddy's girl, and altogether a happy girl.

My perfect, disorganzied, completly, insanley different, dead family.

I was still wondering the halls, when I felt someone grab my shoulder, I shuddered, as the figure turned me around.

"What do you think your doing up, your supposed to be on bedrest!" A man shouted, with a doctors coat, and a clearly noticeable bald spot centered directly in the middle of his head.

"Whats the point?" I asked him giving him a questyioning gaze. I did feel strangley weak, almost dizzy.

"Are you not aware of the neraby events, I know itmust be painful, but your lucky we found you alive."

I stared at the doctor when the events clicked directly into place. Iwas alive and strangley dissapointed, why would he keep me alive? The Doctor ordered a wheelchair, and pushed me down the hall back towards my room. I let him without protesting, his last name was Grey.

He assisted me back into my bed, and gave me a remote. I surfed through channels, finding nothing of intrest, while Dr, Grey continued filling out my chart. When the important questions started buzzing in my head. Where was Igoing to live? I only had an aunt, in Washington, and she was a meth dealer. Did they find the shooter? I wasn't terrified, like a normal sane person would feel. There was nothing I had left to lose. Besides if he wanted to kill me he would have probably killed be, that night.

"Ms. Cyrus? Are you alright?" Asked

If I was answering honestly. No, but I was oblivious if he was referring to my emotions, or to the slight pain in my upper leg.

"I'm fine thank you." I said

"There, are some police who really need to question you Ms Cyrus. They can wait a few days, if you need some time."

"Why?" I asked stunned. Shaking my head, resisting, anthing that makes me speak of it.

He tried to give me a professional smile, but I could see it was just the pity he felt.

"It seems,they need information about the killer." He responded.,

I turned back to the Television, tuning out his rant, about my medical charts, and tuning out his voice entirley. The day passed in a blur, I found it difficult to even attempt to pay attention. Since I couldn't remeber much of my day it passed quickly, I fell asleep curled into a ball hugging myself close. Since I was alive, and I figured I had to endure the rest of my life unhappy. I let a few tears escape, and then some more, and then it felt as if I could never stop.

Then I finally sank into unconciousness.

The Next Morning.

I awoke very early just as the sun was about to rise. I dreamt that I was running, sprinting, throughout a forset, with ddark green ferns, and tall red wood trees. I never looked behins me, and I had no sign of worry upon my face. It continued, for what seemed to be forever, and as soon as the amount of worry was fading, He was right infront of me. A man, but not the murderer of my family. A differn't man. I awoke, right when he brought his frightening axe to slaughter me.

I awoke, sweating gallons, with the feeling of hysteria, creeping up on me. Dr. Grey entered my hosptial room around 6, to check up on me.

"I noticed you had some unusual heart patterns earlier this morning and last night?" He questioned.

I nodded not exactly understanding his question.

"Where you doing anything at those hours Ms. Cyrus?"

"Uh, no." I whispered, suddenly becoming occupied with hosptital band. If I told him about my dream , I'd be known as a looney. This would be something I'd tell my mother, not a doctor, who's probably noticed my strange behavior over the last couple of days.

"Where going to take you down to sic, just for an exam." Doctor Grey humphed paging one of the nurses to take me down.

"Really Dr. Grey thats not nessecary, I'm prefectly fine." I lied trying to form, a responsive expression.

"Still It's mandatory"

When I got to sic, I understood why everyone was so insane. It's like being trapped, theres no way out down there, they talk to you like your a baby, like you can't understand. I had respect for the patients, they can't help the way they are. Terrible accidents happen to unworthey people.

"What is today?" Asked the snotty nurse.

"It's January 3rd, 2011" I replied icily

"Where are your parents?" I think the nurse was determined to torment me,my attitude cleary set her off a bit. It should have, she was blonde with curly short hair. She was skinny with a big butt, and big breasts, and of course she had lucious full lips, she could have been a model.

"My parent's are dead, and I'm not sico, so you could make better use of your time questioning someone who really needs your help!" I snapped. She snorted and continued down her 'list' of questions.

Her questions now were more perfessional, Do you hear any strange voices? Have you thought about suicide, or harming yourself or others? I answered no to each. She finished her exam, nearly an hour later, and she seemed to be dissapointed she couldn't find a chink in my armor.

They sent me back upstairs, and the doctor reassured me I wasn't crazy,which,my response was similar to go figure.

"there are some people here who would like to speak with you." Said doctor Grey.

"People?" I asked, curious.

"She's actually my sister, she was great friends with your mother."

I was being unthinkably stupid.

"Send them in." I sighed

He left the room whenI realized what this ment. I would most likley be leaving with this complete stranger today. My mother always prepared for the unpredictable, uncluding a Will, and a godmother. I was shocked to be nervous about the whole ordeal. I was usually uncomfortable with strangers, but for all I knew, it was probably Melinda, our neighbor, who's been a second mother to me since birth.

My uncertaintey vanished when this woman walked in.

"Hi, I'm so sorry about your family Miley, I'm Denise Grey. A very old friend of your mothers.

I was to shocked to speak, this woman was, unbearably sweet, with short black curly hair, a smile that helped lighten the room, and dimples to match. She obviously had children, she had that mothering touch, and warm creamy brown eyes, that seemed to make me smile, even when the circumstances were so unfortunate.

"We live a few hours away, actually we live in New York. A long way from Los Angelos, but your mother assinged me to be the godmother if anything happend to her and Billy. I know this must be to much to take in, but I hope youcan talk about it."

She was definatley to sweet, a sweet that made my stomach turn with guilt. This woman obviously had a very fufilling life, and to change it all just to try to include me, was definatley not part of her plans.

"I'm Okay really" I lied " I can go live with my aunt in Washington, theres no need for you to try to change your life for me" I tried my best to keeep my voice soothing, but failed miserably.

"No honey! It's no trouble we have a gguest room, and I'm sure you and my sons-" I interrupted her

"You have sons?" This was the last thing i needed and probably them to, who wants there new sister, to be a total dweeb.

"Yes! The oldest is Kevin, he's 19, then theres Nicholas, who's 17, and lastly Frankie who's 7, but don't worry won't actually be related, so don't worry about having to have more brothers, I understand you probably don't want to feel like Nick Kevin, and Frankie, are replacing your brothers. Oh dear I'm sorry I don't mean to ramble so much!"She apologized

I laughed, and she seemed a little happier, that my face wasn't so emotionless.

"Is there anything I can get you?" She asked placing her hand on mine. I had a disturbinlgy, issue with people being so close. I'm not exaxctly sure when this phobia occured, but it definatley wasn't one of my past qualities.

"Actually, could you bring my things to me? I would like to get cleaned up, if you don't mind?"

"Of course sweetie!" She smiled at me. She dropped my things off, and left for dinner, when the got back I would be offically discharged. I took a shower, threw some clothes on, and glanced in the mirror. I was hideous, bags under my eyes to noticeable, my frown, was clearly embedded into my face, and my hair semmed, lifeless and impossible, I nirghtened my curls with mouse, and put a fine layer of foundation on, to try to cover the bags, growing under my eyes.

When I was finished, Denise knocked on my door, I rose easily, and answered her.

This time she wasn't alone

"Miley you look beautiful, these are my sons Kevin, and Nick."

I. My i've never felt, so out of myself, so completley, shaken, my heart was thumping a million miles an hour, and I couldn't look away from him, because if this heavenly creature from god, could not be real. His curly brown locks, spun short on his head. His creamy moist brown eyes, where similar to the shade of is mother, but his pierced me to the heart. His made my body quiver, with excitment. Even his nose was perfect, slightly curved perfect nose, that matched his insanley hot dimples. To top it all off, his muscular body.

If I wasn't hullucinating I could swear he was lookinh back at me, the same amount of lust ringing in his eyes.