Chapter 8

Miley.

"What would you like for breakfast?" Demi asked,

I stared at my best friend standing in a pair of flannel pajamas holding a box of cereal in her hand. It wasn't exactly something I was used to seeing everyday, but I was happy Demi stayed over last night because honestly all I would have done was cried until I fell asleep. I just felt dead, my heart had been beaten repeatedly into a pulp then shredded into tiny pieces.

"Nothing, I'm not that-"

"Let me rephrase that, do you want cereal or toast?"

"I'm not really that-"

"Cereal then, good choice." Demi stated forcefully tipping it into a bowl.

I nodded knowing well enough I had no chance to win this battle, Demi had a thing about breakfast and it being the most important meal. She pushed it over and sat down silently beside me with her own bowl. I had work this morning and right now I didn't know what to expect, turning up with a broken wrist was going to raise a lot more questions then I could answer. I knew I wouldn't end up having the confidence to go, I doubted I could ever show my face anywhere again. I tipped the spoon into the cereal awkwardly, even though I was good at using my left hand it was still hard.

"Joe called me last night." Demi announced suddenly.

I turned staring at her, the spoon slipping from my fingers. I didn't know whether to be more surprised by the fact they were talking or that he'd actually called. "Good news is you did a really good job on Nick's nose, to the point where it's probably never going to look the same again."

"Like Owen Wilson's?" I whispered hopeful,

"I don't think it was that broken."

"Too bad."

Demi stared at me trying to a hide a small smile from her face, "So that's pretty unlucky, and it'll take a good couple of weeks to heal at the least. He also has some serious bad bruises and a black eye, so overall I think he came out worse then you did." Demi announced giving me a weak smile.

"Good, is everyone mad at me?"

Not that I really cared anymore, they could think what they liked.

Demi stared at me and shrugged, "In a way yes, but Joe said that Nick is very very passionate in the fact it was his fault. So everyone is really confused, much like me Miley you love Nick why would-"

"I don't love him."

"Miley you told me you loved him." Demi stated dipping the spoon into the milk.

"Well not any more."

"Miley you and me both know that's not true." She announced,

"I hate him."

"Why?"

I stared into my bowl shaking my head, I couldn't tell her that, she'd never forgive me. What would Demi think of me when she found out I'd had sex with Nick? I felt myself practically falling into my bowl trying to avoid her gaze, I was such a terrible person! When the tape came out I'd loose everything! All because of fucking Nick and the way he made me just go insane, not to mention overly obsessive when I got near him! I hated him. I just hated my life. I hated being here.

"Okay you're about to go swimming in your cereal Miley." Demi muttered.

I felt the tears starting to sting my eyes as I looked up,

"Dems I did something stupid." I whispered my voice cracking.

Demi's face instantly turned to one of worry as she leaned towards me nervously, "Hey its okay Miles, don't cry hun we'll work this out. What's going on? What did Nick do Miley?" She questioned as I felt a tear roll down my face, she was going to hate me.

"I just…I…I'd drunk a lot…"

Demi stared at me weakly nodding as a phone started buzzing. Dems let out a sigh and stood up pushing her bowl away, "I'll be right back, just stay here and take a few deep breaths, it'll be fine okay. We will work out what ever happened, I promise…"

Demi moved away and I felt the tears start falling down my face and panic stricken sobs escape my lips. Some person had a sex tape of me, my body completely exposed doing it with a boy who was fucking engaged to another woman! Not only that but now he was stalking me! I just didn't know what to do, I couldn't call the police, I couldn't tell my family how scared I was I couldn't even look around without feeling like someone was watching me! I just couldn't deal with this much pressure on my shoulders…

"Miley…" Demi whispered quietly,

I looked up tears still falling as she held up my phone,

"It was your phone…and I, who is this from?"

I took the phone shakily in my fingers staring at the top line…

Unknown.

You have a good punch, but if you see him again it won't help you. Stay away.

I dropped the phone onto the counter my whole body tense as I felt myself just completely stop breathing altogether. Then suddenly it hit like a tidal wave, one second I wasn't breathing the next I was screaming and sobbing uncontrollable in fear and panic. I was going to get myself killed! They were going to hurt me if I didn't stay away from Nick!

I got up from the table only for Demi to grab me, forcefully shaking my body.

"MILEY WHO SENT YOU THIS?"

"I don't know! I told you…" I sobbed out scared, "SOMEONE IS STALKING ME!"

Demi just stared at me horrified, yeah now she believes me after I told her a month ago. I pushed her away and left the room heading for the couch scared, why was someone doing this to me? Why didn't they just fucking release the tape and be done with it? Why were they trying to torture me into being so fucking terrified?

"Shhh it's okay we'll call the police Mile-"

"WE CAN'T CALL THE POLICE!" I screamed crying, "You don't understand."

"Then tell me Miley." Demi hissed grabbing me. "Make me understand!"

I just stared at her blurry figure as she sat down and pulled me into a hug, I wrapped my arm around her continuing to cry. This wasn't fair, yes I deserved to be punished for what I'd done with Nick but not like this! I just wanted out, I wanted this to stop! NOW!

"Miley come on you need to tell me, what's going on Miles?"

"I…I did something really bad." I whispered.

Demi let go of me and I wiped the tears away as she rubbed my shoulder gently, "Please, please don't hate me! I was drunk and I don't know I was just confused and…and I don't know."

"Miley just tell me."

"I HAD SEX WITH NICK!" I yelled staring at her,

Demi's expression instantly fell staring at me, "What?"

"I had sex with him, I did the whole thing with him…like five months ago."

"Miley what the fuck were you thinking?" Demi hissed at me annoyed as I continued to cry mortified, I just... I didn't know anymore.

"I…love him and I lost it completely."

"Miley you are such a fucking idiot, how could you be such a bitch?" Demi yelled at me as I cowered only to have her grip tighten on me, "Okay that doesn't explain what happened, you need to start telling me everything! I can't believe you did this Miley!"

"I'm sorry I just-"

"EXPLAIN!"

"We were filming your birthday present, we were drunk, we kissed…the camera was left on and then we had sex. I have a fucking sex tape with him and someone else has it, and and they are threatening me I didn't know till yesterday! That's when I punched Nick, because he didn't delete it straight away." I yelled in a mangled slurred motion of words with a bunch of chocked sobs and stutters in it.

I look up at my best friend, who just stared at me her mouth open, disappointment and a pissed off look across her face. I could see the absolute hatred in her eyes though, as I felt belittled by her down casting glare making me feel so insignificant.

"I'm sorry…I'm just…"

"Do not speak!" She yelled standing up, "Don't ever speak to me again, you...god you are fucking slut Miley!"

Demi moved away as I grasped at her top,

"Please no, I'm sorry, I just-"

"SHUT UP MILEY! YOU ARE WHORE! You are a backstabbing evil bitch and I should have known better to ever think of you as something other then what you are! I defended you to everyone! I hope you die a lonely person with Nick, you are a heartless piece of shit!She's my best friend you slut! I HATE YOU and you deserve everything that comes to you…" Demi screamed at me and then turned walking away as I just felt myself die inside.

No this couldn't be happening…

I heard the door slam and that was it….my life was over. Before I could even register what I was doing I ripped the sling off my arm and headed upstairs my eyes filled with tears and the feeling of nothing left consuming me.

I didn't want to be scared anymore.

I didn't want to be the cause of everyone's fights.

I didn't want to hurt anyone else.

I didn't want anyone to suffer because of me.

I didn't want to feel unloved anymore.

I just didn't want to be Miley.

I got to the bathroom and found my painkillers, I opened the lid and without a second thought I tipped all of them into my mouth. I chocked for a moment and forced myself to swallow them before taking a mouthful of water from the tap, I just didn't want to do this anymore.

And like that I was ready to die, I was ready to go to hell for my sins.

Then I thought about it, okay maybe I'd just made the biggest mistake of my life.

Nick.

"Now is that okay? Are you comfortable?" Selena asked.

I stared up at her and nodded glancing at my family all around looking down worried. I'd just gotten home from another visit to the hospital this morning, the doctor just wanted to make sure it was all good which thankfully it was. Even though my nose was the only thing broken the words Miley had said snapped every little thing in my body, so now I was feeling agony everywhere.

"Why did she do this to you honey?" Mom asked worried.

"I don't want to talk about it okay, I'm really tired guys can you just leave? I've told you enough..."

My entire family just stood there staring at me helplessly, they were all pissed off at Miley and I just didn't want to deal with it right now. They were all hanging over me like a bad smell, unwilling to leave until they obtained the answer they wanted. Dad finally gave a nod looking at mom, who gave him a look to stop.

"He needs rest, Sel will take care of him Denise." Dad muttered.

"But I…" Mom started looking at Selena, "Okay, okay we'll leave."

"Thanks guys, you've been a great help."

"I'll come by tomorrow, bring some soup." Mom stated giving a small smile and Sel nodded sitting down alongside me, "I think chicken noodle soup would be the best for you right now Nick, something made by your mother-"

"Okay let's go Denise…"

"Bye," Sel whispered, "Soup sounds great."

"Bye Selena, look after him."

"Oh I will."

I glanced at my little brother who just stared at Selena disappointed, I knew what he felt like, we were both wishing she was Miley. They all moved out of the room just leaving Kevin, Danielle and Joe who looked at me nervously. I stared down at my position in the bed, god I wanted to go back. I wanted a time machine, just to rewind back to that night, I didn't want to stop us having sex but I just wished I'd made some sort of commitment to her or at least deleted the vision straight away.

"We're going to go see Miley." Joe announced,

"What?"

"No." I hissed looking up.

"Well we might find out what happened from her, at least seeing you are giving nothing away at all!" Kevin hissed looking at me annoyed and I shook my head, "Nick come on what did she say, or what did you do? It can't be that bad can it?"

"Please just don't go today, she needs to calm down."

"Nick you realize we can't just delete her from our lives." Selena whispered moving her hand up gently through my hair, "She's my friend too and I'm not going to get in between a fight, but I'm not loosing her from my life. I'm so mad at Miley for doing this to you, but I know Miles wouldn't have done this without a reason, she wouldn't harm a fly…"

"I agree." Joe stated staring at me clenching his jaw, "So what did you do?"

"Please just leave it."

"Come on boys, let's just go okay? We'll work this out, just not today. Nick is tired and he needs some rest." Danielle announced and I gave her a thankful smile but my brothers stared at me skeptically before Kevin finally nodded.

"What ever, bye we'll see you tomorrow…"

"Yeah see ya."

The three of them walked out Dani giving me a smile as she shut the bedroom door. I turned my attention to Sel who gave me a weak smile brushing a few stray curls away leaning in and kissing my head,

"You'll work it out with Miley, I know you will." Sel whispered,

I stared up at her confident face and shrugged, I knew I wouldn't though.

"Let's hope-"

My phone started blaring as I let out a groan, Selena smiled and leaned over grabbing it off the bedside table staring down. I instantly saw her face light up as she turned it around to show me,

"Look Miley's calling you…"

"Ignore it." I muttered and Selena frowned,

"No, I want to find out what happened!"

"Selena press ignore!"

"No!"

Selena moved the phone to her ear and I saw the look of annoyance cross her face, "Miley it's Selena, what the hell were you thinking punching Nick? What happened? Nick is taking full responsibility but I'm sure you are both partly to blame, plus now you both are injured and how are we supposed to explain this to the press? I am pretty pissed off at you right now but I'm mad at Nick too! You are so stupid both of you, can you just stop fighting?" Selena hissed glaring at me as I sighed, oh fuck.

Then her face just violently changed, oh shit Miley had told her…

"Miley are you okay? Miles…"

I saw Selena frowning as she pulled the phone from her ear putting it onto loudspeaker, I stared at my fiancé confused as she moved a finger to her lips motioning for me to be quiet. I instantly felt worried as I heard Miley's panic stricken breathing on the end of the line.

"Sel I did something stupid…" She slurred exhausted, "Really really stupid…"

"Miley what did you do?" I hissed concerned.

"Nick?"

"Miley what did you do?"

I listened to her breathing, as Sel looked at me, oh my god what was wrong with her? Maybe she was drunk? She definitely sounded it, but at the same time I doubted Miles would ever get drunk after the last two times, then again what would I know? I heard her let out a chocked sob and Selena huffed,

"Miley tell us, what did you do?"

"I…I had a few painkillers…I was upset, I wasn't thinking straight."

I stared at Selena confused. No she couldn't be saying what I thought she was saying no…Miley wouldn't do that, she would never try to…. I could hear though her breathing it was getting faster she was panicking and going into shock, Selena's eyes had widened while every inch of color drained from her face.

"Miley are you trying to commit suicide?" She asked blankly,

I held my breath as I waited for the answer, no she wouldn't…no.

"Yeah, but I changed my mind and it's too late. I think I'm dying..."


A/N- See this is what happens when I have a writers block, I just make up crap...I have no idea where this is going! I thought I did but wow has this story got off track! Anyway I'm sorry for the slow update, hope you are having/had a good weekend.