WARNING! IT WILL MAKE YOU CRY! Even, I cried writing this! Sorry for any grammar/spelling errors.

Joe ran down the hallway of the hospital ignoring Kevin's demands telling him to slow down. He wanted to get to Demi as fast as possible and he didn't care if he got hurt in the process of getter there.

"Joseph!" Demi's mother exclaimed once she spotted him running down the hall. She had a large smile on her face and tears running down her face.

"I-is she okay?" Joe said breathless. He put his hands on his knees in exhaustion.

"Yeah," She smiled. "She's asking for Miley though." A tear rolled down Demi's mother's cheek.

Panic flashed in his eyes, not wanting Demi to feel anymore aping. "Did you tell her?"

The mother shook her head and looked down. Joe just nodded and entered the room.

"What are you doing here?" Demi said in a monotone voice once her ex entered the room.

"What? No 'hi'" Joe joked, attempting to lighten up the mood.

"Where's Miley?" she said, maintaining same the tone of voice.

Joe sighed. "Dem-" He took a step closer to Demi. He reached out to touch her arm, but she avoided his touch.

"WHERE IS SHE?" Tears streamed down her face. She grabbed the white hospital bed sheets. Demi sobbed and pulled them to her chest.

Joe pulled his weeping ex into his chest. And he, too, let out a few tears.

"P-please tell me she's alive." Demi sobbed into his chest.

"I can't." Joe whispered. Tears fell from his eyes and onto the top of Demi's head.

"No!" She screamed. "This isn't fair!"

"Sh…Dems, please calm down." Joe stroked Demi's hair, in a attempt to soothe her.

"This isn't fair!" Demi sobbed, over and over again. Her ex didn't do anything but continue to soothe her and hold her closer to his chest.

"This isn't fair…" She sobbed continuously.

Joe could no longer hold back the sob he was holding in. His body shook as he held Demi. The room was filled with loud sobs that were emitted from the previous lovers's mouths.

"Nick. Niiiickk!" Noah whispered loudly in attempt to wake up the curly haired boy that was in deep slumber on her descended sister's bed. "Nicholas!" she shook him in frustration. She has been trying to wake him up for the past 20 minutes and still no luck. At one point she thought he was dead, but obviously his constant twitching to her every motion was a sign that he was living and breathing.

Noah finally gave up and brought her mouth close to Nick's ear and yelled, "Nicholas! My mother wants to talk to you! WAKE UP!"

Nick's body shot up, his head colliding with Noah's. He brought his hand to his forehead. "Ow.." He mumbled.

"Finally." Noah huffed. "I've been trying to wake you up for like ever! My mom wants to talk to you about something important."

Nick's heart automatically began to beat faster, he could feel his hand produce sweat. He automatically thought of all the possible things he could have done to make Mrs. Cyrus want to talk to him.

"Don't worry, she's not mad. She wants to talk about," Noah paused, tears collected in her eyes. "Miley." She said, barely audible.

"M-Miley?" He stuttered.

Noah nodded and wiped her eyes. She got off of the bed and offered a hand at Nick. "She wants to talk about her memorial service."

Nick took her hand and got up and off of Miley's bed.

"She also said that you're welcome to stay here as long as you want."

"Thanks."

Nick trailed behind Noah as they walked to the main part of the Cyrus home. Once they had reached the living room, Noah excused herself to her room, leaving Nick and Mrs. Cyrus alone in pure silence.

"Noah said you wanted to talk to me about the Miley's memorial service." Nick spoke up, breaking the silence.

"I was wondering if you would like to make a speech." Tish said. Her voice was barely audible from all the crying she had done. "I know how much my daughter means to you, and you being up on that stage would really mean a lot to our whole family. You don't even have to talk about you guys's relationship. A simple little speech about you guys's friendship would be fine."

"No. I'm going to talk about our relationship. I owe her that." Tears welled up in Nick's eyes. He could feel his heart ache as the flashback of Miley and his last conversation replayed in his head.

"This isn't fair! You can go out in public with all these girls but you can't even do it with me!" Miley's lip quivered as she held back the tears of anger.

Nick took a step forward, reaching his hand out to touch her.

"NO! DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!" A tear fell from her blue orbs. "You'd go out to all these places with Selena, go to Disneyland with Samantha. But with just one mention of my name, you react to it like it's venom!" More tears spilled out of her eyes and cascaded down her cheeks.

"Mi-"

"No! Not anymore, Nick. I'm sick and tired of this rut we're stuck in. Maybe it's better we don't talk to each other. It's obvious that we can't be just friends!"

"No no no no! Don't say that, Miley! Dammit! Can't you see that I'm trying!" Nick pulled at the ends of his hair in frustration.

"Trying? Is making me cry every night trying? Is going out with Selena and Samantha, knowing I love you, trying?" Miley cried. "Nick, I'm tired of this. I'm tired of fighting with you. This is just like 2007 all over again, and honestly, I don't want it to end like that."

"AND CUTTING OFF OUR RELATIONSHIP WILL PREVENT IT! You know what if you don't want to see me, fine! We're through!" Nick stormed out of her room, not knowing it will be the last time he will ever see or speak to her ever again.

"I'm sorry." Nick cried over and over again, remembering all those painful words he said to Miley. "I didn't mean to!" He sobbed.

"Oh honey." Tish mumbled. She moved her body to the couch Nick was on and rubbed his back. Tears escaped as she tried to calm her daughter's lover down. "Miley loves you, and I'm pretty sure she has forgiven you already."

"I just love her so much, and I didn't think that was the last time I was ever going to see her. If I knew… If I could go back in time… I would change all the things I said. I would hold her in my arms one last time!"

"No one knew, sweetie."

Nick wiped the tears off of his face with the back of his hand and stood up. "I-I need to see her."

"She's still at the morgue."

Nick slowly approached the green blanket that covered his loved one's body. His hand trembled as he reached out to pull the cover off of her face.

Once he finally found the courage, he pulled the blanket off, revealing Miley's lifeless face. She had all sorts of cuts for the broken glass.

Nick let out a loud sob, seeing the picture of the one he loves in front of him. He didn't want to believe that it was her. He didn't want to believe that she was actually dead.

Hello guys! I'm back! I told you guys I was going to upload 2-3 weeks tops :D

The next chapter will probably be the last one and it will be Miley's memorial. :) Thank you for baring with my short chapters and poor updating habits.