AN- thanks you guys for the reviews, I would still like to see more, but I decided to update quickly since it took me forever for the last chapter. Enjoy, and please review so I know you're out there. By the way, eventually this will be a nick and Miley story.
Chapter 3
She laid there for about 15 minutes. She went to stand up, and realized that she could, but hardly. She was in a great deal of pain. Her stomach muscle hurt really bad. She bent down to pick up the silver booty, and winced in pain. She put the booty back on the shelf and made her way upstairs, again, in much pain. When she got to her room, she collapsed on her bed and almost instantly fell asleep.
She soon began dreaming about her dad.
"I love you bud" he said, and then Jordan's face came into view.
"Just forget about him" and then Jordan slapped her
"No daddy, I wont forget you" she woke up sweating.
"It was just a dream" she said to herself.
She looked at the clock; it was 5:09 am. Oh no, she was supposed to go to the studio again today. She hurried out of bed and took a 5 minute shower, and threw on her wig, and a pair of sweats. She left and made it to the studio about 15 minutes late.
"Look who decided to show up" Joe joked.
"Ah, the bride of Frankenstein" laughed Kevin.
"Sorry I'm late guys, I overslept" she said tiredly, "Do I really look that bad?"
"No of course not" Nick reassured
"Thanks" smiled Miley
Kevin and Joe just looked at each other and smiled. The gang soon got to work. Miley forgot her "Miley" clothes again and had to go home.
"Crap, I forgot again" she snapped.
"It's ok, I'll com with you, and we'll both be late together" Nick offered.
"Thanks, but you…" she was cut off by Nick saying
"And I wont take no for an answer".
Again, Joe and Kevin just looked at each other and smiled. Miley went to take her keys out of her purse, but dropped them in the ground. Without thinking she bent down to pick them up, and immediately regretted it. She gasped in pain, and put her hand to her stomach.
"Hannah, you ok?" Joe asked concerned.
"Oh, umm yeah, for sure, a little sore… from doing sit ups last night."
"Bummer" Joe replied.
Miley got the keys and her and Nick headed for Miley's house. When they got to her house she slowly got out of the car, and Nick noticed.
"Miley, you alright?" he asked
"Yeah just tired" she replied.
She got changed and grabbed her books, and went back to the car with Nick. They were soon on their way to school.
"Ah… Miss Stewart, late again I see" the secretary said plainly. "And Mr. Jonas also, hmm, that's after school detention for the rest of the week"
"Whatever", Nick and Miley said together.
They made their way to Kunkle's class. Miley went to her locker first to grab her books. She pulled out her Biology book. It really hurt to carry her books. She never realized how much you use your abdominal muscles. She took her seat and was glad to sit. She looked at Nick and he was staring at her. She jokingly mouthed the word "Creepy" to him, and he let out a laugh.
"Mr. Jonas, first coming to my class late, now breaking out into laughter, maybe you and Miss Stewart should quit flirting and actually listen to my class.
MILEY"S POV
I slowly felt my face heat up. I knew my face must have been really red. Was I really flirting with Nick? Oh no, I don't want to lead him on, I have a boyfriend that loves me a lot. The pain in my stomach began to worsen. I lost my thoughts and focused on the pain.
"Miley?"
"Miley?"
"Oh sorry what?" I was confused.
"You alright?" lily asked worriedly
"Yeah, fine, why wouldn't I be?" I asked her curiously.
"It's just… never mind" Lily replied.
Wow, Lily was acting weird. I didn't really pay attention to the rest of my day except during lunch detention with Nick. I tried my best to not give him any ideas. After school, Nick and I went to detention. The same teacher we had at lunch was the same teacher we had now.
"Ok, you guys must really like detention" he smirked
"Oh yeah, we love it" Nick joked.
"Whatever" was all I said, I was in no mood to talk.
Detention went until 5:30 pm. I chatted with Nick for a while until the teacher told us to be quiet, which was greatly appreciated by me. As soon as detention was over, I was eager to get home and relax. I wasn't feeling well and my stomach was killing me. I said goodbye to Nick and headed home.
When I got home, I went to my front door and saw Jordan sitting there. He looked up at me angrily.
"I thought you were going to make me dinner"
"Oh shoot, Jordan I'm so sorry, really, I'll make you something now" I said a bit panicked
"I told you what would happen" he threatened.
I nodded my head understandingly. How could I be so stupid? I should have remembered to make my boyfriend dinner. I deserved what was coming, what is wrong with me, I'm such a horrible girlfriend. I hope he doesn't break up with me, I need him, he keeps me together and I love him, a lot.
He inched closer to me and kicked me in the leg. I winced; he then grabbed me by my hair.
"Stupid bitch, next time I give you and order, you better do it, now I have to teach you a lesson" he spat.
He was right; I did need to learn my lesson. Still holding my hair, he slapped me. He then threw me to the ground. He got down and put his knees on my chest, and slapped me repeatedly. It hurt but I knew I deserved it. He got off of me and grabbed my hair again, and picked me up till I was standing. He took my head and slammed it into the coffee table over and over. I was getting a really big headache obviously. By now I had tears in my eyes, but I still wasn't making a sound. He slammed my head about 6 times and I was getting dizzy. He threw me back to the ground and attacked my stomach with his fists. Punch, after punch, after punch. He hit me square in the sore spot in my abdomen about 4 times. I screeched in pain. Ah no it hurts. I was losing my breath. I think he saw the expression in my face so he stopped,
"Did you learn your lesson?" he asked.
I nodded
"Ok get up" he ordered.
I was in so much pain, especially in my stomach, but I slowly began to get up. When I finally did get up, I thought I was going to faint I was so dizzy.
"Go put on a cute outfit, we're going to a party" he said
"Ok" I said weakly.
I slowly walked up the stairs in great pain. I was glad he avoided my face when hitting me. I was lucky; I didn't want anyone to know I got punished. I was embarrassed. I didn't wand anyone to know how bad of a girlfriend I was.
