Over My Dead Body
Chapter Nine
Joe's POV.
"It's no big deal, Miles. I promise." I smiled at Miley. "Fine, but you're telling me when we come out of here." She playfully glared. "Oh, Joe…" she hugged me a tear falling from her eye. "Miley, you really need Nick. You should go talk to him." Miley shook her head.
"No, I'm staying with you." She wiped her eyes. "No, Miley… Please. I want you guys to make up," I pleased. Miley nodded and kissed my cheek in a friendly way.
Miley's POV
I walked outside and saw Nick sitting down on the floor, his head buried into his arms. I sat down next to him.
"Don't cry," I smiled, kissing his cheek. He looked up at me. "Thanks..." He looked down onto the floor. I asked him what happened.
"He won't tell any of us… He only told the doctors, and the doctors won't tell us either. But it's just a broken leg." He informed me. "Then why is everyone in such a bad mood?" I asked, my eyebrows rising.
"Maggie died." I gasped. "I'm so sorry, Nick."
It hurt me. It hurt me to apologize to the man I love about someone he loved. "I guess I'm just gonna go…" I collected my stuff, and walked outside the hospital door, beginning to tear up even more.
* 1 week later *
Nick's POV
I opened the door for Miley and Joe. Miley was helping Joe lean on her. He was finally coming home. I didn't really care about the fact that Maggie was dying anymore. I realized that I hadn't really loved her.
Miley and I haven't said a word to each other ever since we talked at the hospital. And I still haven't apologized to Miley for calling her a lying slut, which she is…
But only at the moment she was a lying slut. She had never lied to me before. And I actually started to understand why she could have lied to me like that; she wanted me back. She was only fighting for me like she said she would in that letter she wrote me.
Miley took Joe to the couch and smiled at him. "Do you want to make you breakfast?" She offered, placing his foot on the table in front of the couch.
"Yeah, please, Mi." Joe smiled at her. She nodded and went into the kitchen.
I sat down next to Joe. "How are you feeling man?" He asked me. "Oh, Maggie? I'm over it." I smiled at him, fiddling with my fingers. "No, I meant about Miley." He corrected me.
"Oh. She doesn't mean anything to me at all. I despise her. She's a stupid lying slut, and I should have never trusted her.I never will." I was interrupted by a cough coming from behind us.
"I prepared breakfast…" Miley looked down, her voice quivering. And suddenly the guilt started to eat me. Fuck my life. Her eyes were watered. I can tell, they were just too shiny.
Miley placed it on the table, next to Joe's foot. "I'm going to go now. Feel better, Joe." She wiped her eyes before one of the tears came down, and ran out the door. I looked at Joe who was disappointed in me.
"You screwed up big time." Joe said, using his crutches to go upstairs. I sighed.
Why does life have to be so hard? I thought to myself, walking upstairs to my room.
I got onto the computer and sent Miley a message on Facebook. "I'm sorry, Miley. I'm really really stupid." I sent the message, laying my head backwards. My computer did a little ring, and I looked at the screen. Miley replied. I opened the message my heart beating louder than usual.
"Oh, don't lie. You don't have to say you're sorry this time because you have to. I lost you Nick, I have to admit it. Its over now. Forever."
I read the message, my heart breaking into a gajillion pieces. I actually started to tear up. "I screwed up big time." I thought to myself, running a hand through my hair.
I had to find a way to make it up to Miley.
I closed the lid, and walked to my bed. I played with my phone until I finally fell asleep.
I woke up by my phone ringing. I got a text.
"Cyrus concert tomorrow at 1 pm. Call 555-0121 for more information."
I called the number and got where the place would be. I thought maybe I should go front row so I can make her happy.
It was already 12 AM. I was tired, and went to bed, realizing I spent all day crying over Miley. Miley, I'm still in love with you.
I got dressed and headed down to my car. I drove to the stage where Miley's free charity concert would be. It was 9 AM but I went there extra early to have front row seats. Then again, I think they were all reserved for VIPs.
Thankfully, Miley didn't see me during all the sound-check performances. Then it was finally time for the concert. All the screaming fans came in. Some holding their boards, and some holding cameras and glowing sticks.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome Misses Miley Cyrus!" The man yelled through the mic. The stage went dark. Everyone was screaming, "Cyrus, cyrus!" I joined them, clapping my hands together as music for a song of hers started to play. She suddenly appeared through steam. She was wearing white shorts, and a black tank top. I smiled at her beauty.
'the city of angels is lonely tonight,
Keep myself alive by candle lights,
Say she can love you like I do,
Look me in the eye and say it's true.'
As the camera zoomed in on her face, I saw a tear fall down her face. And it hit me. This song was about me and Maggie.
'I ask myself, is this love at all?
When I need you most… You let me fall.
I'm always here at the side of your stage
Let you live your life, and pretend I'm okay.'
Another tear fell, and suddenly it was the same for me… She needed me when those photoshopped pictures came out, and instead I was the only person who betrayed her. I talked shit about her while everyone else around me told me not to.
'I'll hold you close, we'll stay forever.' And with that line, violins around her started playing.
The guitar went louder, and her voice sounded stronger, but at the same time, broken.
'I-I, don't understand. Why you're leaving me,
I-I don't understand, why without you I can't breathe.
Please don't live me here.
Take my hand I'll beg in tears.
I-I don't understand, why, you can't take me with you…'
I closed my eyes, my heartbreaking again. This was all about me.
'You can pretend I don't exist,' she paused. She actually paused. The music behind her stopped too. She put her head down. Tears were falling from her eyes. She was beginning to sob. Suddenly everyone started screaming, "Miley baby!" and all those nice gestures.
She looked behind her to the band. Then she saw me. Her eyes dropped more tears. And throughout the entire song, I can tell she was looking at me.
The music started playing again, and her voice was back to the microphone.
'But you'll see my face every time you kiss.
I hope you hurt and your walls fall down
When you hear the sound that I'm okay."
She repeated the chorus once again, completely looking me in the eyes. She didn't even dare move them. She saw me start to tear up and smiled at me. She mouthed, 'be happy', and turned around ready to perform the next song.
She ran inside to change her outfit. After 30 seconds of guitar solo, Miley came out with white skinny jeans, black converse, and a white Metro Station shirt. Her hair was down, and she was wearing a bracelet I had given her. It was her lucky bracelet.
Suddenly, guitar started playing. This was going to be one of her angry rock songs. Her body started to shake, making her hair bounce. She was going into the music, letting it take over her soul.
'If I'm a bad person, you don't like me
Well I guess I'll make my own way
It's a circle
A mean cycle
I can't excite you anymore
Where's your gavel? Your jury?
What's my offense this time?
You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me
Well sentence me to another life'
By the time, everyone was starting to sing along. I was tapping my foot and clapping. She sounded great.
'Don't wanna hear your sad songs
I don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault
Cause you know we're not the same (no)
We're not the same (no)
Oh we're not the same
Yeah the friends who stuck together
We wrote our names in blood
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good (hey)
It's good (hey)
It's good
Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out'
Then Miley removed the microphone from her mouth, and put it out to the crowd. I looked beside me and everyone was screaming the same line.
'Ignorance is your new best friend!
Ignorance is your new bestfriend! Hey!'
I chuckled tomyself. Miley was always really good with comebacks.
The song ended, and after that she started playing familiar songs that I've heard earlier. I had a pretty good time, except between every song there would be one about our relationship where I would be angry at myself or cry.
The concert ended, and everyone was leaving. Except for me. I sat down in my chair. After everyone left, Miley jumped off the stage and sat down beside me.
"Why did you come?" She looked at the microphone, still playing with it.
"I came because I'm still in love with you, Miley. I really am." Miley nodded at me.
"That's good to hear." She got up and walked towards the stage. "No, Miley! Wait." I grabbed her arm.
"What do you want, Nick? You break my heart, kiss me, break my heart, act nice, break my heart, and then come back here and say you love me? Do you realize how many tears I cried for you?" She spat out, another tear falling from her eyes. I cupped her face in between my hands, inching closer to her.
"What do I have to do to prove I love you?" I frowned.
"You have to stop acting like such a jerk."
I smashed my lips against hers. I suddenly noticed she couldn't stand anymore, and that's when I decided to carry her bridal style. Miley giggled through the kiss, and put her arms around my neck.
"I love you." She whispered.
"I love you more." I kissed her head, letting the moment go between us like it was the last one we'd ever spend together.
a/n: what'chu think? :]
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The sequel will start soon, right after I right the the 4th chapter of Misery Business. (Which means this is ending soon. :D ) I'll start writing it. For those of you who don't know Misery Business, Misery Business is a new story I started 2 days ago.
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