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(A/N: The number of reviews for chapter three totally took a nose dive. It went from 12 reviews… to five. But that's alright I suppose. A little amount of reviews are better than none, and so I shall continue this story. I'm hoping for the interest to build back up, but if it doesn't then it might create danger of story completion. But as long as there's some interest, I'll keep it going. It might just take longer for an update due to lack of inspiration, but don't you worry aha. Well, I do hope you enjoy this upcoming chapter and I would love to see a review with your thoughts, opinions within it. =D If you liked it, tell me what you liked. If you didn't, let me know what you think I could improve on. Constructive critism is always welcome. So, thank you for supporting this story so far and I hope you continue to right until the end.)
Warnings!: I'm not so sure what else will happen as of yet, but I'll re – cap the warnings of what's already happened. Femme Slash, drugs / alcohol. Coarse language. Genres consist of: Romance, Hurt / Comfort and Drama.
Can't Be Tamed
Chapter Four: My Blessing
"Lilly…" I groaned as I heard my name being called. Just who would be such an asshole in doing so? I rolled over and pulled the blankets over my head, but just as I did that… they were tugged off. It was real hard to damn well sleep in around here. "It's almost noon, you have to get up." Then it hit me. That blessed voice of the very angel I straddled and made out with last night was now calling upon me.
Well, if that wasn't a sweet wake up call, I had no idea what was. I think today might be a good day.
"And why must I have to get up?" I let out a sigh as I retaliated with my answer. I heard her chuckle and then felt the blankets come right off the bed and be tossed on the floor. Miley climbed up on the bed and I groggily lifted my head, which was pounding by the way and she shifted her body position so that she was lying right there next to me.
"I wanted to talk to you… about last night." I let out another heavy sigh, but continued to stare into those pretty eyes, yeah I could get lost in those for hours. Glancing into that individual hue. Wow. Just wow. "You definitely weren't yourself last night… so where'd you really go? Because if you were at your cousin's place as you said you were, I doubt you would've come back under the influence." Perhaps staring away from Miley would hold my tears back? Nah, I don't think so.
Sometimes I wish I could be that 'Supergirl' she sang about. But I couldn't. I can't. I'm not.
"Alright, okay… I went to that senior party Miley. I'm sorry I lied okay? It's just… I had some really heavy thoughts weighing on my mind and I just wanted to relieve them alright? So I went out and had a night of fun by myself. I mean, I just don't know where I want to go with my life, what path I want to take." Miley had propped herself up on her elbow and put her hand on mine. Did she even know what she was doing by touching me like that?
"So why'd you really kiss me last night, Lilly? Was it just… drunk messing around? Or… do you actually like, like me?" I blushed heavily and noted that she was awaiting an answer. One preferably that would come out any time soon.
"Miley… I – I like, like you. A lot."
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