A Twist of Fate- Chapter 10

Just to remind you…

"No. It's Nick. We have a problem. A robber… not to mention his gun, which are downstairs." Nick frantically spat. "Miley is scared to death, and I can't do anything about it. I called 911 but it was like ten minutes ago. It's you she needs this time." Before Billy Ray could get out his words the shrill of his daughter's scream filled his ear…

Billy Ray's heart dropped as he heard Nick trying to defend his little girl,

"GET OFF HER!" Billy then heard a loud noise he couldn't quite place but soon did when he heard his daughter scream again. " NICK!"

"GET OFF OF ME! DADDY HELP ME!!"

Immediately Billy Ray got to his car and furiously sped to the house. He bounded up the stairs and through Miley's bedroom door to find Nick knocked out sprawled across the floor and his daughter half naked underneath a strange man. Tears streaked her face as she whispered out "daddy" begging for him. Billy Ray dug out his pocket knife and gripped it tightly. He took a deep breath and thrust it into the creep's side.

At once the rapist jumped up and threw a punch in Billy Ray's direction. Miley's eyes went wide with horror as she watched helpless, frozen in place. Billy nudged Nick with his foot waking him up. Nick understood right away and dragged his aching body over to Miley. She rapidly came out of her trance, covered herself and slid away from the room with Nick. Only Billy Ray noticed they were gone. It took one last forceful thrust of the knife penetrating the offender's skin to render him unconscious. Forty minutes later the ambulance arrived along with the cops. Miley sat in the ambulance in her fleece pajama pants with Nick; they had to go to the hospital to see if Billy Ray was okay not to mention Miley. Everyone thought she was okay mentally… They were wrong. There was no way she was going to live with this forever.

A WEEK LATER ----------------------------------------------------

All Miley could think about was how dirty she felt. She wouldn't let anyone know her feelings. They one person she could confide in was Nick.

"Miley, are you ok? I mean… you seem kind of distant." Nick sounded concerned.

"I don't want to complain." She whispered back.

"Miley you have to tell me what's wrong!" He said almost yelling. With hurt in her eyes she responded quite clearly.

"I was raped Nick! You know damn well what's wrong!" The tears were back. Nick was ashamed, but he just couldn't find the words to soothe her. So he didn't use words, he pulled her into a hugs as she cried into his chest. She kept crying… and crying. He tried calming her but still nothing worked. Eventually, she cried herself to sleep in his arms. She was so peaceful, Nick hated having to wake her but they had to report to the venue in one hour and they needed to get dressed. He gently shook her awake.

"Miley. Miles. Sweetie wake up." He whispered to her.

"Huh? Nick? Where am I?" He smiled at her confusion but recognition of him.

"At home, with me. We have an hour until report time for our last concert." He attempted to cheer her up. Fortunately, the confusion left her face, unfortunately it was replaced with unhappiness.

"Right. Thanks. I am so looking forward to this." She grouched sarcastically. They got ready and Miley's dreadful mood faded as Nick danced to Soulja Boy. She was laughing her brains out as her dad walked in.

"Now THAT's how my little girl is supposed to act." Billy Ray said with joy. Everything was good again… maybe…