(Joe)

I sighed. "Miley Ray, if you don't tell me I'll never speak to you again." I threatened. She glared at me, and I smiled. I knew I had won. She sighed, and looked down. "It was my daddy." She whispered. I hugged her. She cried onto my shoulder. I picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. She was sobbing into my neck, and I rubbed her back. "Shh, Smiley calm down." I said. She started hicupping for air, and I layed her on the bed. I rubbed her cheek with my thumb, and she calmed. I smiled. She stared at me, and slowly smiled. I bent down, and layed my forehead against hers. A few minutes later, I heard Nick come home. "Joe! Momma and Daddy are out for the day! They went shopping at that big mall a few towns away! And Kevin's with his girlfriend!" He yelled. I heard him bounce up the stairs, and open my door. "Miley? What are you doing in Joe's room?" He asked. She got up. "I was uh, um-" She stuttered. "Waiting for you to get home, and she looked bored. So we were hanging out in here." I said. He nodded. "Oh. Well, I'm home." He said. She giggled, and ran off after him. I slumped on my bed. Great. He stole her. I heard footsteps, and I looked up. She was walking towards me. She hugged me. "Thanks Joe. You're my best friend." She whispered. She kissed my cheek, and ran back out. I smiled, and layed down. I turned on my TV, and watched looked at it. I was thinking about Miley, so I wasn't really watching.

(Miley)

That night, I tossed and turned in my sleep. Today when I got home, I had to do twice the work, because daddy had some of his friends over to play poker. Momma called, and I talked to her for a few minutes. She said she was with her sister, but I knew she was in rehab. Against her will most likely. I looked at my ceiling, and stared at my glow-in-the-dark planets. I sighed, and got up. I walked to the bathroom, and bit my lip when I saw myself. I lifted my pajama top, and touched a bruise. I put my shirt down, and walked back into my room. I grabbed my teddy, and walked to my window. I opened it, and climbed down the tree by my window. I walked down the dark street, and kept my eyes on their house. I ran across the street, and looked at his window.

(Joe)

I was sleeping soundly, when I heard a weird noise, then felt something hug me. I opened my eyes, and was alittle suprised. "Miley? What are you doing here?" I asked. "I couldn't sleep. Sorry I woke you up." She whispered. I got close to her, where our noses were touching, and smiled. "I don't mind." I replied. She giggled quietly. I slid my hand closer to her, and slid it under her shirt. I heard her swallow, and I smiled alittle bit. I rubbed her stomach, and she made a noise. I pulled my hand away. "Sorry." I said. "No Joe, it's just well, my dad.." She trailed off. I felt the anger build inside me. "She smiled. "I liked what you were doing." She whispered. All the anger melted away. I slid my hand back under her shirt, and rubbed her tummy again. She smiled, and closed her eyes. When I knew she was asleep, I kissed her cheek, and fell asleep.

(Miley)

When I woke up, I had to shield my eyes from the sun. I stretched, and opened my eyes. I looked over, and grinned. I got ontop of him, and layed my head on his chest. I tried to match my breathing with his heart beat. I put my hand to my chest, and smiled. Our heart beats matched. He sighed, and I giggled alittle. I looked up, and bit my lip. I got over him, and leaned in. I kissed him softly, and smiled. It was amazing. My eyes were closed, and when I opened them, his brown eyes were staring back at me. I blushed. "Sorry." I squeaked. He smiled, and pulled my face in. He kissed me again, and I smiled. He sat up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He pulled away. I thought I did something wrong. "I'm sorry." I whispered. He laughed alittle. "Why? I was just catching my breath." He explained. "So, I'm not a bad kisser?" I asked. "I love your kisses." He replied. I smiled. I layed my head on his chest. He ran his fingers through my hair, and I closed my eyes. "I love you Miley. I've loved you since the day you came over welcoming us to the neighborhood. I love you. No, scratch that, I'm in love with you." He whispered. I gulped. I smiled. For once, I felt loved. In all of my 13 years, I've never once felt loved. I looked up at him. i felt a new feeling, and it scared me. He must of seen the scared look on my face. "It's okay Miley, don't be afraid." He said. "Joe, I think I'm becoming addicted to you." I said nervously. He looked at me. "You took the words right out of my mouth." He replied. I looked at him. He pulled me in and kissed me deeply. I pulled away, smiling. I looked at the clock, and felt my heart nearly beat out of my chest. I got up, and towards the window. "Where are you going?" He asked. "Home." I said, beginning to climb down. I reached the ground, and looked up. "I'm coming with you." He said, almost to the ground. He grabbed my hand. "I'm not letting you go alone." He said. We ran over, and I told him to stay outside. I walked in. He walked in with an evil look. "Where were you?!" He asked. I gulped. "I was at the Jonas'." I said. He slapped me, and I fell to the ground. "You never leave this house." He boomed. I cried. I didn't move. "Maybe if I do enough damage to you, you won't leave." He said.

(Joe)

I paced back in forth. I heard a scream, and ran to the window. He walked into another room, and she was laying on the floor. I snuck in, and picked her up. I carried her back to my place. I opened the front door, and walked past everyone. I layed her on the couch. "Mom!" I yelled. My voice broke as the tears overflowed. She walked in with my dad, and gasped. "What happened?" He asked. "Her dad." Was all I could say. I knew they were in the room, but I kissed her anyway. She didn't respond. "Miley please.'' I begged. My dad picked her up. I got up, and followed him to the car. My mom followed. "Joseph, get in the back, and put her head on your lap. Denise, take the other car with the boys." He instructed. I got in, and he layed her head on my lap. I couldn't stop crying. My shirt was cover in her blood. Her face was cut up. Her eyes were closed. I held her tightly. I whispered in her ear. "I love you Baby. Please don't leave me." I begged her. When we got to the hospital, they took her away from me. I fell to my knees, and put my hands on my head. My dad put his hand on my shoulder. "We're here for you." He said. I nodded, and he sat down. A few minutes later, I heard my family run in. "Momma, was wong with Joe?" Frankie asked. "He's sad Baby. Sit with Kevin." She said. She came to me, and sat by me. She hugged me. I hugged her back. "She'll be okay." She comforted. The doctor came in, and I stood up. "Who found her?" He asked. "My son, Joseph." My dad said. I walked to him. "We need to ask you some questions." He said.