-One Month Later-

"Still fat…" Mandy sighed looking in the full length mirror. "SHUT UP MANDY!" Miley said throwing the pillow at Mandy's head. "If I still look like this on my wedding day, I'll kill you." Mandy said throwing the pillow back. "Why me?" Miley asked clutching the pillow. "Because, you would be the perfect person… you're skinny as hell." Mandy said slipping on her shoes. "Does the pappi know you had you're babies?" Miley asked. (Pappi were what they called the paparazzi) "Probably, my nurse was a nut case." Mandy laughed. Miley and Mandy then had a little laugh fest. 13 minutes later, they stopped. Miley got up and played around with her hair. "Done" She said grabbing her purse.

Miley and Mandy were headed off to the hospital to pick up the twins. "What if I get them mixed up? What if they don't like me?" Mandy asked frantically as she and Miley were walking down the stairs of Mandy's new town house. "If you can't figure out who's who, pull down the diaper and they will like you… you gave them life. And wait a minute… this isn't the first time you've seen them, you're over reacting." Miley said grabbing her boots from downstairs, putting them on.

"FREDDY COME ON!!" Mandy yelled up the stairs. "Why didn't you get him when you were up there?" Miley asked. "I don't know it didn't click in." Mandy laughed. "Oh by the way, I'm hanging out with James today." said Miley. "Okay Freddy is going to visit his mom. So it will just be me… oh God…" Mandy said pausing in the middle of her thought. "What?" Miley asked. "Me… and… two screaming babies…. HELP ME!" Mandy said shaking Miley by the shoulders. "Gosh… get off." Miley snapped pushing Mandy's hands off her shoulders.

"But do what I do" Miley said fixing her sleeve "put the babies on the ground in that little play pin crap stuff and then flip over the play pin and it's like jail!!" Mandy gave Miley a shocked/scared/pissed look. "You aren't coming near my children." Mandy said cutting her eyes. "If Christian turns out like Mr. Video Game up there I'll kill you and if Josie ends up like me, I'll praise you." Miley laughed. "Speaking of that…" Mandy said slowly. "FREDDY STOP PLAYING THE DAMN GUITAR HERO YOU'LL NEVER BEAT MILEY GET OVER IT AND COME ON OR I'M FORSING YOU TO SLEEP ON THE COUCH FOR THE NEXT WEEK AND CHANGE EVERY FREAKIN' POOPY DIPAR. SO GET YOUR ASS UP AND COME ON… OR ELSE!!" Mandy screamed. "Speak the truth my shiest." Miley laughed.

By that, Freddy was running down the stairs. "Sorry honey." Freddy said pecking Mandy on the cheek. "Don't 'Sorry honey' me. Come on Fredric." Mandy said grabbing the car keys. "Don't call me Fredric, Amanda." Freddy laughed. They always joked like this. "When will this ever stop?!" Miley sighed getting into the back seat of Mandy's car. Freddy drove… again. Everyone started to guess he felt proud to be having his own car… well… sorta. "I'm squished between two baby car seats. What the hell?" Miley asked squirming. "Get over it." Mandy laughed.

Mandy's POV

A few hours later, it was just me, Christian and Josie. What was I thinking? Christian was in one arm drooling and Josie was in the other crying. How am I going to handle this? "Shh… shh… it's okay." I said comforting Josie. Great… just my luck! Christian is wailing. "Don't cry sweetie its okay!!" I said. "Let me put one of you on the bed…" I then put Christian down on the bed and thank God, he shut up. Josie wouldn't stop crying! I fed her, changed her, hugged her… gosh what does she need? Miley wont give if I call her… and Freddy's mother hates me so she probably forced him to turn off his phone…

After 30… long… depressing minutes… Josie fell asleep. I sighed in relief. I went over to the little basinet thing and put her in there. Oh God… there he goes again. "Christian its okay! It's okay!! Calm down! Shh!!" I said rocking him. Here we go…

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Miley's POV

"This is so sad!!" I cried watching "A Walk to Remember". I'm a sap. "I kissed a girl and I liked…" Yay, finally I beat it to the punch. Aw, it was just a text message. Oh gosh… I wasn't prepared for what it was just about to say…

"Hey Miley, its Nick. Um, I know this is the cheesiest way to do this but… let me just start from the beginning. I love you, I really do. It's not you, it me. I know I sang to you, trying to get you back. It worked, but now… I don't think it will. Please, don't hate me. I love you with all my heart I'm serious, but… I guess now… just not like that. Who knows? Maybe this will work out eventually… these have been the best couple months of my life…I'm sorry – Nick"

COUPLE MONTHS?! It's been 4 and a HALF!! How does he dare break up with me through a text? Oh I better just stop this "I don't care" crap… there I was… crying under the covers. "MILEY JAMES IS HERE!" Trace yelled. Fewy! I forgot about James. "NOT COMING DOWN!" I screamed through my tears. "One minute." I heard Trace say. Then, all the sudden, my door opens. "Okay why aren't you coming down?" Trace asked annoyed. "I hate Nick Jonas." I said blankly. "Me too" Trace laughed. "Don't rub it in…" I said as Trace sat in the chair. "Okay, give me the short story." Trace said. "Oh there isn't one." I said. "Then why do you hate Nick?" Trace asked confused. I didn't say anything; I just tossed him the phone.

"That's no excuse, Miles." Trace said tossing back the phone, after he read the text. "I'm not in the mood Trace!" I snapped. "Well I can't make you go with words…" Trace said. "What do you mean Trace?" I asked suspiciously. He didn't say anything. All he did was get up, pick me up and put me over his shoulder. WHAT THE HELL? "TRACE CYRUS!!" I screamed "STOP, PUT ME DOWN!!" That obviously caught my mom's attention. "Trace…." She yelled. "What are you doing?" Trace didn't answer until we got downstairs and he put me down. "Nothing, nothing at all. Just singing uh… this new song Miley and I wrote. 'Trace Cyrus stop put me down!'!" Trace said. Trace was a very bad liar.

James and I couldn't help but laugh. "Not working!" Mom said walking down the stairs. "Miley" Mom said walking up to me. "You can't lie… you suck worse than Trace. What happened?" "Nick broke up with me through a text; I didn't want to come downstairs so Trace put me over his shoulder and brought me down here!" I said giving Trace a dirty look. "Trace…" Mom said annoyed. "Go to your room. Timeout." Trace looked shocked. "Mom, I'm 19… I don't need timeouts anymore." Trace said. Mom totally ignored his comment. "Now!" She demanded. "Ugh, yes mom." Trace said walking up the stairs. "When can I come down?" He asked. "19 minutes." Mom said. "19 MINUTES?" He asked. "Do I need to make it 19 and a half?" She asked. "No…" He said walking off. "Mom you rock." I laughed. "I do don't I?" She asked striking a pose. "Yeah but not when you do that, so stop." I smiled.

"I've missed this fam." James laughed. "You guys are like… entertaining." "Oh we know that already, are we going?" I asked James. "Yeah" He said. "Have fun you two!" said mom.

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Mandy's POV

"Christian, please…" I sighed sounding like I was going to cry "I just fed you, I did everything I did with Josie! Please just stop crying!" I laid down on the bed and put Christian on my chest. His head was rest right where my heart was. When I did that, he was as silent as a mouse. What the buck? (LOVE YOU MICHEAL!) We both fell asleep and 20 minutes later my cell phone is ringing. I was looking everywhere for it so that it wouldn't wake Christian up, but no luck. "Hi" I said to Christian as he woke up. Please don't cry… please don't cry… he's not crying. "Hello?" I said hold Christian, his chin on my shoulder and my hand on his head. The other keeping him up… complicated. "Hey honey" Freddy said chewing on something. "What are you eating while I'm with two fucking babies?!" I asked annoyed. "A cookie…" He said slowly. "Your mother baked you cookies again?" I exclaimed.

"Yeah…"

"You're 21, Freddy. Your mother shouldn't be baking you cookies and making you sleep in your damn race car bed when you sleep over her house."

"No one said I didn't like it"

"FREDDY! YOU'RE A DAD! You should be doing that stuff for your kids! Dude, you can't fool around anymore when you're responsible for a life. Especially two!"

"I'm sorry. How are things going?"

"Christian just woke up. Josie is asleep."

"You're doing well."

"They were both crying and I had no one to help me."

"You could have called Miley."

"She wouldn't give a damn."

"You could have called me."

"Mommy didn't make wittle Fweddy turn off his wittle toy phone?"

"No she's not here."

"WHAT THE HELL? Where is she?!"

"The store"

"Why…"

"She's buying me apple sauce and cookies."

"FREDDY!! Come on… come home. I need you're help. I miss you terribly."

"I miss you too, but I can't just like ditch my mom."

"You're 21; you can do whatever you want. You aren't a child anymore."

"Wait when you're 20 you're a child?"

"Pretty much, yeah"

"If you say that, why am I marrying a child?"

"Stupid… stupid… stupid. That law goes for guys only."

"So guys are immature?"

"Yep"

"Christian is going to be… IMMATURE?!"

"No I'm his mother."

"Are you insulting my mother?"

"What? No?"

"Kay…"

"Wait what?" I asked completely confused. "I don't know." Freddy said. All the sudden, Josie was crying. Like not crying, like completely having a mental breakdown crying. "What's that?" Freddy asked. "It's your child, you idiot." I said annoyed at the fact I have no one to hold Christian. No… this can't be happening. Christian is crying like a mad man. "What's that?" Freddy asked again. "IT'S BOTH YOUR CHILDREN GET HOME NOW BEFORE I MAKE THEM PEE ON YOUR GUITAR HERO!! NO! DO IT BECAUSE YOU LOVE ME, JOSIE AND CHIRSTIAN. YOUR FAMILY!" I yelled hanging up. I didn't even care to put the phone anywhere; I dropped it because I didn't care. "If he isn't here, I seriously don't know how I'm going to do this." I said to myself. I couldn't hold any little children anymore. Neither of them were hungry, neither of them craped themselves, I can't take it! I just decided to put them both in the basinet, it was a twin one. So there you go, they're in there. They can cry, while I do the same.

I cried with frustration into the pillow for 32 minutes, and didn't even notice that Christian and Josie were asleep. "What's wrong with me?" I thought to myself. "Why did I have to get pregnant? This is worse then being abandoned by the dad of the kids… because you're not, you can talk to him, but he's not here. What the hell? I sound like Dr. Phil's most emotionally disturbed patient! He ditched me for the day for his fucking mother! His mother who hates me for 'stealing' her 'little boy' this is stupid… his mother is a whack…" My thoughts weren't thoughts anymore. I was speaking out loud… talking to myself, or the walls… or the nicely smelling candle over there.

"Why are you talking to yourself?" A voice asked. I looked up and Freddy was standing there. "Because of you and your freakin' mother!" I said throwing a pillow at Freddy. "Aw! You're jealous of my mother! Okay that's just pathetic." Freddy laughed. "Shut up! Because of you and your mother… you know what? Never mind I'm going to take a bath! Look after them." I said pointing to the twins. "Fine" Freddy laughed. "Love you." I didn't say anything. All I did was grab the vanilla scented candle. "Yeah, yeah, yeah." I said walking off in my bunny slippers on my feet. At the sight of those, Freddy laughed.

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Normal POV

"And that's what happened." Miley said finishing off her story about Nick. "Jerk" James sighed. "Your house bores me." Miley sighed looking around James' blue and red room. "I have to go." Miley said looking at her iPhone. "See ya buddy! I'll walk home." Miley said trying to get out of there as fast as possible. "Let me walk you home, paparazzi is crazy." James insisted. "No! It's fine!" Miley said opening the bedroom door. "Really I should take you home." James said again. "NO!" Miley snapped. "Sorry…" James said. "Thank you." Miley said. "Bye…" Miley decided to walk 4 blocks home, alone. "Jealousy turning saints into the sea swimming through sick lullabies…" Miley hummed. Miley stumbled upon something… Selena Gomez's foot. "What was that for?" Miley asked annoyed. "I don't like you." Selena said rudely. "Well you better be heading home to Sluts-lyvaina." Miley said rolling her blue eyes.

"Well…. Well…. Nick likes me!"

"Well he can 'like' you all you want. Ha, you should hear the stuff he says about you. Demena…."

"I'm not dating Demi!"

"Sure… and I'm dating George Bush. Get a life sweetheart, because well… the one you are faking to live isn't working. You aren't me."

"I'm better than you."

"In your dreams, wannabe."

"I am not a wannabe"

"Well excuse me then, Hoe-mez."

"Are you making fun of my beautiful last name?"

"No, not at all! I'm just suggesting you change it to something other than the typical Mexican name. Selena… Gomez… you get the point."

"Well… well…"

"Fall in one!"

"Bitch"

"Skank"

"Bra-stuffer"

"Lesbian"

"I HATE YOU!!" Selena yelled walking off. "Once again, Miss Miley Ray Cyrus takes home the prize of the coolest person eva!" Miley laughed to herself. "Now to continue with Mr. Brightside" Miley un-paused her iPod and started walking home. "I'm coming out of my cage and I've been doing just fine!" Miley sang until she ran into another unfortunate event. Running in to Nick Jonas.

"Dear Lord, why am I so unlucky that I run into this road kill?" Miley asked. "H-H-Hey... M-M-M-M-M-Miley…" Nick stuttered.

"Don't 'Hey Miley' me like nothing ever happened. You broke up with me through a text… that's BS!"

"I can explain…"

"Explain what? That you're a stupid curly haired skinny jean wearing heart breaker?"

"I know you're hurt, because you always try to be tough when you're breaking down."

"Well I wouldn't have to be breaking down if you didn't break up with me through a TEXT! Maybe if you broke it off in person I'd be less hurt."

"Well Miley I'm sorry…" Nick said looking at his watch. "I have to go… I… eh… have to go eat dinner! Mom's making dinner. Yep that's it. See you later…" Nick said swiftly taking off running down the sidewalk. "Well you aren't a good liar!" Miley yelled. "I know he's not going to eat dinner its 4 o'clock. He and his family always eat dinner at 5:45. I'm following him." Miley said to herself as she ran down the sidewalk. When she got to Nick house, she didn't expect to see what she saw… ever.

Note: AHAHAHA cliff hanger. )