Cyrus Kitchen Wednesday,
June/17/2009

I barely made a noise as I walked back down barefoot. I could hear Mom talking to someone on the phone, I'm pretty sure it was Adam. She was explaining about the opening act with Nick and Joe and Kevin. She sounded so happy for me, for the movie. That I didn't have to put up with Disney and it's rules for once. That I got to spend my summer in beautiful Georgia, away from paparazzi.

I walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter. "Mom? Can I talk to you?" I asked. She looked up from the phone and nodded.

"Thanks Adam. Miley and I will see you tomorrow, and then we'll be leaving for the day when the tour starts. Thanks again. Kay, bye." She shut the phone off and placed it onto the granite coutnertop. "That was Adam. He said it's fine of you go to Nick's concert, but you'll have no more breaks after that. Got it?" At least I could go see Nick. I nodded and she started stirring something on the stove again.

"What'd you need to talk about?" she asked, still facing the stove. Here we go...

"Um.. well. I'm just going to come right and say the thing.. that I need to say. That.. after the Send It On video shoot, Nick and I... Nick and I were upstairs in my room. And we were just talking at first. But then, Mom." She faced me and gestured for me to go on. My heart was beating faster than was healthy. "Mom, I'm so sorry but Nick and I had... We had sex upstairs that day when you and Dad left with Noah!" I finally blurted. Her face went from normal to shock, her eyes wide open and her mouth gaping.

"Mom, I'm so sorry. But we exchanged rings and everything like we're supposed too. Please... say something," I whispered. I hadn't even said the whole truth yet, and I was already prepared to cry.

"Oh my God, Miley..." she whispered. She started coming toward me to hold my hand, but I stopped her. "There's more... You should si-sit down," I suggested. She nodded and sat on the chairs against the counters on the other side, I stood before her.

"I was getting sick today, when you were at the supermarket. I only puked twice, but when I looked all the symptoms on the Internet up, and this is what it said I probably was sick from..." I walked across the room and picked my laptop up to bring to her. I reopened the page I had saved, and let her see the number one possibility. She screamed murder.

"Miley, no!" she cried, looking at the site again. "Miley, you can't be. You had sex, what once? You can't get pregnant from having it ONCE!" she cried in disbelief. The tears finally broke out and I sunk into another chair, head in my hands. "Oh my, Miley," she whispered, pulling me onto her lap. "I'm so sorry Hon. So, so sorry." She stroked my hair and tried to calm me down.

"What are we going to do?" I whispered, my voice cracking. "I told Nick right before I came down. He said he'll come over as fast as he can with his Mom. He told me to get a test, and that we could find out together. I'm scared Mom, so scared," I cried.

"I am too Honey. But Nick's right, We have to take a test. I could go back to the drugstore and get one. I know this abandoned one a couple minutes away. There's no paparazzi here. Did he say when exactly he'll come over? With Denise?" I shook my head no.

"He said he would call me right after they rehearsed. Denise will be so mad at me..." I thought about her. She was always happy, always. And she loved me like her own, what was she going to think of me when I was possibly having her son's baby?

"No she won't. But she deserves too. You two are to young for this stuff Miley. Sex? You're sixteen year old superstars! You've had to deal with so much in Hollywood Miley, didn't you think about what they would think if you got pregnant!? What were you two thinking?" she whispered.

"Nothing except that I love Nick more than anything. Just like you love Dad more than anything. That's what." She smiled.

"You're lucky to have him so young Miley. Don't worry, this will all settle out. Heck, we don't even know if you ARE having a baby yet. I'm going to get the test. You okay at home? I don't want anyone to see you." I nodded and wiped at my wet cheeks. I got up from her lap. She pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead.

"Everything's going to be okay, alright?" I nodded. She walked out to buy what was going to determine if my life was going change forever or not.

mileycyrus changed forever or not?


:o ANOTHER CHAPTER!? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!?
Haha, kidding. New chapter! Wrote this in about an hour. So proud of myself :P

Anyways, not much to say except that I love Niley :) And enjoy!

Question of the Day:
If I wrote a new story (after this) about 3 girls moving to college and all the drama, what would you think?
Miley/Demi/Selena, totally jsut in my head right now.

Song of the Day:
Drop it Low -EsterDean

XoXo (L)
Review?
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(Took out the x's)