Chapter 10.
Miley.
"Eat it."
"But I'm not-"
"You will eat it or I will spoon feed you like I did when you were three." Dad stated pushing the bowl of cereal in front of me. I glared at him annoyed with this situation, he had no right to speak to me like I was a child! I was twenty for gods sake and I didn't want him being a dad to me now! Not after how he treated me.
"Now Miley." He hissed with authority.
I dipped the spoon into the cereal frustrated sitting cross-legged in bed, dad's eyes penetrated my body watching my every moment intently. I pushed the spoon into my mouth much to the annoyance of my body, which right now did not like any sort of food or liquid entering my mouth. He didn't look away until I swallowed it and gagged in disgust,
"Right, now eat the whole thing." He stated calming down a little.
I nodded staring down. I just wanted him to leave but he wouldn't, no matter how much I tried to get rid of him. Dad refused to tell me how he'd found out I'd tried to commit suicide but he knew, and he'd decided to finally "intervene". Although in the hospital he'd acted like a doting father showering me with compliments and sentences like "it isn't your fault," since we got home last night all he'd been saying was cruel and harsh.
I forced the spoon into my mouth again and again until I couldn't do it again.
"Miley eat it."
"No I can't." I hissed looking up at his face, "I can't eat any…"
I didn't expect it but I suppose I should have been. I felt everything coming back up and spill back into the bowl chocking. I heard dad give a sigh but he said nothing as I coughed completely disgusted by what I'd just done. The doctor had said it would be like this for the next couple of days and I should only eat when I felt up to it, not when I was forced too.
"Come here, let me take the bowl." Dad whispered trying to be supportive but it was too late now wasn't it?
"No,"
"Miley-"
"Just fuck off." I hissed tears coming to my eyes.
"Bud..."
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed hurting as dad took the bowl anyway.
His eyes lingered on me for a moment before leaving the room. I moved myself back to the comfort of my bed feeling like a complete idiot. I'd tried to kill myself, but worst of all I'd fucking failed making a complete fool of myself in the process. I was so out of it I'd spoken to Nick, which I now regretted. I even apologized to him, something I would never have done if I was thinking straight, he definitely did not need an apology. Although Nick was one less issue to worry about after all we were speaking again, well he was speaking to me and I just gave short brief answers when he'd called this morning to see how I was.
I only now had to deal with the fact Demi hated me, my dad had just rocked up, I had a sex tape and someone was blackmailing me. Simple.
"How about some water instead?" I heard dad ask walking back in,
I gazed at him standing with the glass in his hand, god why did he have to be so persistent?
He was stubborn like me, that was for sure. He walked over and I took the glass. I couldn't deny it dad had been good to me over the past three days, he'd called my management and explained that I was unwell and that there was a slight issue which needed to be dealt with when I returned, in other words he didn't explain my broken wrist. He even called mom and some how convinced her not to come over when she begged, but he didn't tell her anything either.
"Thanks." I whispered taking a sip.
"Want to talk about it?" He asked.
I looked up at him with raised eyebrows, "The last time some one said that to me was when it was scripted in a movie." I responded staring at my dad, as he just stared at me waiting for a real answer. "No I don't want to talk about how I'm a complete failure, and that right now life would be simpler if I'd just never been born…technically I could blame you for this whole situation!"
"How so?"
"You had sex with mom."
"And you had sex with Nick." Dad muttered looking down,
My eyes widened and I chocked on the water staring at him horrified, did he just say that?
"What?"
"You heard what I said Miley."
I froze panic flowing through me, what the fuck.
Dad looked up and just watched me as I turned away ashamed of myself, embarrassed by what I'd done. It took a moment for it to sink in, my own dad knew I'd had sex with an engaged man. I looked up tears in my eyes, how was I supposed to explain this to him? Did I even need to bother, I'm sure he'd already assumed the worst of me.
"How do you know that…?" I whispered and he looked at me frowning.
"Miley I know everything, I've seen the sex tape." He whispered,
"WHAT?"
He groaned shaking his head, "I didn't watch it, well I did but just enough to work out what was going to happen."
I let out a sob shaking my head and he sighed taking the glass from my trembling hand. I didn't want to cry but I couldn't stop myself, I was so scared he was going to yell at me, that he would tell everyone about what I'd done. "Miley calm down, I watched enough to realize you were both drunk and completely unable to make such a decision which you did."
"I just, I don't…I'm sorry…I'm so scared dad. Please don't…" I whispered.
I looked at him waiting for the disappointed and disgusted look but it never came and instead dad leaned over and pulled me into a hug,
He was hugging me? After what I'd done? I continued to cry hurting all over, "I don't know what happened. I just want to take it back! I love Nick, but I never meant for that night to happen dad and now I just can't escape it. This person is blackmailing me, but I can't work out who…wait how did you get the tape?"
He let go of me moving his hand to my arm, I stared into his fearful eyes looking at me worried.
"Miley-"
"Wait it isn't you that's-"
Dad looked at me horrified and shook his head. "You're mother called me a while back said you were acting strange, always looking around like you were searching for something. I didn't understand until I got the email why you were acting like that. Hun someone sent it to me, they said I needed to tell you to stay away from Nick because you hadn't been listening. I booked the first flight out here and arrived just after you got taken to the hospital…I looked at your phone, I saw the messages. Miley do you have any idea who…"
The look of eagerness to protect welled in his eyes and I saw the conflicting pain he was feeling because of this.
"No." I whispered crying, "I have no idea, and Nick doesn't know either."
"They've been-"
"Threatening him too, yeah. It's a guy, he was in my backyard dad and I crashed my car because I saw him and….I don't what to do." I rambled panicked and dad pulled me back into the hug, giving me a glimpse of comfort.
I felt like just a small amount of pressure had been lifted off my shoulders, all these secrets and fear were finally being seen by someone else. Dad. He rubbed my back gently as I silently cried onto his shoulder, I just didn't want to be alone in this fight anymore.
"Dad what do I do?"
"You do nothing." He stated sternly,
"What?"
I let go of him completely bewildered,
"I'll deal with it okay, this will not come out."
"How can you say that? Everything comes out, the bong, the photos…"
"It won't this time." He whispered rubbing my back, "Miley I love you, and at times sure I may not act like it but you're my daughter and I'm going to protect you till the day you die. I know your scared and I will help you fix this but you need to let me in Miley…"
"Okay."
I nodded leaning on his shoulder, I didn't have any other choice really? Who else did I have to turn to? Nick? No. Demi? Definitely no.
"Now what happened to your arm Miley?" He whispered letting go of me.
I looked at Dad and then down at the plaster, "I punched Nick in the face because he didn't delete the tape. I only found out a couple of days ago it even existed." I whispered seriously and dad nodded,
"Well so did I, so we are both new to this."
I looked into his eyes unsure, "Are you mad at me?"
"I would be lying if I said I'm not Miley, sure I'm disappointed and upset that you let this happen but at the same time how can I blame you? You were drunk, your family life hasn't exactly been easy on you and the world you live in causes so much pressure."
"I shouldn't have done that with Nick." I whispered awkwardly looking down.
"No Miley you can do what you want, the thing is you should have been smarter with the camera and your alcohol consumption." Dad whispered as I nodded playing with my fingers,
"Selena know?"
"No."
"They're still getting married?"
I looked up and nodded the tears coming back as I sniffled,
"Yeah on June 11th,"
Nick.
"So I was hoping that you would be my maid of honor?"
Taylor just stared at Selena completely shocked, a smile spreading across her face as she laughed, "Oh my god Sel of course I will, I thought you'd choose Demi! Thank you! Oh my gosh, this is the first time I'm going to be a bridesmaid! Thank you so much, we are going to make this wedding perfect."
"Yay!" Selena stated grinning at Tay who smiled at me, "And Demi well…"
"Recent circumstances lead us to maybe not even have her at the wedding let alone in the wedding party." I hissed annoyed as Sel glared at me. Taylor frowned confused, as she opened her mouth
"So we booked the church." Selena interrupted cutting off any questions Taylor would ask.
"Oh great what day?"
"June 11." I responded.
Taylor's eyes instantly widened as she nodded, "June 11th…that is a…good day, right June 11th next year? A summer wedding I'm sure that will be nice." Tay stated trying to pull her shocked expression back but she wasn't the greatest actress and Sel smiled.
"Don't worry discussed it with Miley, it'll be fine."
Taylor sighed in relief, "Oh god I was going to say that would be…"
"Extremely awkward."
"Yeah."
"Nick while we're speaking about awkward topics, what happened to your nose? Someone asked me in an interview yesterday and I didn't really know how to respond, and Miley was supposedly at the hospital the other day…I just, it looks suspicious." Taylor stated glancing from Selena to me as we exchanged looks.
"Well, it's long story but she punched me in the face."
Taylor's mouth dropped, "Like seriously hit you-"
"Yep pretty much, but we're fine now."
"Your fine now?" She asked skeptically,
"They're working on it," Selena stated giving me a look, "I'm trying to get Miley to help with the wedding actually, of course it would be weird for her to be a bridesmaid but yeah is that okay?" Taylor nodded looking very confused by all these new revelations.
"Yeah of course it is,"
"And Demi will be a bridesmaid if she apologizes to…"
Selena trailed off as I looked down,
"To who?" Taylor asked confused,
"No one, right so yeah that's the plan we don't have long though…" Selena stated clapping her hands together giving me a huge grin, which I returned, "Only another 7 months and we'll be married, I'm so excited. It'll be great to finally be Mrs. Selena Jonas."
"Awww guys I'm so happy for you!" Tay announced grinning.
"Thanks we can't-"
I heard the front door open and a bunch of huffs, then by the sound of it a bag fell to the floor. I glanced at Selena confused, well who would that be? Not Miley for sure. We'd left her very nervously in the care of Billy who'd promised to take care of her, and it seemed Miley still wasn't too happy with me regardless of the fact I did save her life. I stood up as heels clicked down the hallway and suddenly a familiar face came in.
The anger hit me automatically as I stared furious at Demi,
"Oh hey guys I just came to speak to you Nick-"
"YOU BITCH!" I yelled.
Demi just stared at me her calm exterior instantly gone. I felt Selena grabbing my top trying to pull me down, but like hell she could stop me from taking Demi down, "Yeah this comes from you Nick! You are such a fucking dick head, I bet you-"
"Will you excuse us for a moment, sorry Taylor our maid of honor." I stated loudly as Demi's face instantly feel hurt,
"What?"
"Oh didn't we tell you Taylor is going to be the maid of honor, come on Demi I think we need to have a serious chat about how much a bitch you've turned into." I hissed and walked out slamming the door, which divided the two rooms leaving a confused Taylor and most likely unimpressed Selena.
"She is going to be your maid of-"
"Yes Taylor is, what the fuck did you say to Miley?" I yelled at her,
Demi's attention turned away from her lack of a position in our wedding party, as she stared at me disgusted, "You are such a man whore Nick! How could you cheat on Selena? How could you use Miley like-"
"How could you call your best friend a slut?" I yelled at her.
"THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME OR MILEY, THIS IS ABOUT-"
"Oh this is all about you Demi!" I spat throwing my hands up in the air, "It's clear Miley told you what happened and I just guessed the general gist of what you said to her, because while she was laying in a hospital bed after having her stomach pumped she couldn't bare to tell us what you said to her!"
"YOU ARE THE ONE WHO HAD SEX WITH….Wait hospital? Miley was-"
"Your best friend tried to commit suicide, good going Demi." I hissed at her.
Demi just stared at me her eyes widening as she shook her head "No Miley has a broken arm, I'm sure that was why-"
"No after you left, after she received that text and you tore her apart with those words she went to the bathroom and swallowed the rest of her painkillers. She tried to kill herself because of what you said to her and the fear she's going through, just like me. I used to be guilty but now someone is blackmailing both of us and you have no idea what that feels like! Someone is stalking her Demi!" I yelled trying to get some sense into her stupid brain,
"But no, Miley wouldn't…" Demi whispered shaking her head.
"Well she did, and I was the one who stayed with her as she fell unconscious…"
"But she's okay right?" Demi muttered tears coming to her eyes, "Miley is…"
"She'll be fine, no thanks to you."
Demi let out a heart broken sob and I knew I'd done enough damage as the tear fell down her face. "Dems we were drunk okay, god I regret that night but the thing is we can't change it now. Miley is terrified of what's happening and you pushed her over the edge, we are trying to solve this but right now the one thing Miles needs is a best friend she can rely on because I'm not that person."
Demi just started crying guilt written across her expression and turned away. I doubted she'd heard anything I'd just said but as she headed towards the door I hoped she'd learnt something. She deserved to feel like this for a little while. I knew her intentions were good but sometimes she was reckless and hopefully she'd go running back to Miley apologetic.
I sighed pushing my hand through my hair as the front door slammed and I returned to the two girls who were talking quickly. Both looked up at me and Taylor gave me a freaked out look while Selena just stared,
"Every thing okay?" She whispered.
I nodded hopeful, "I think Demi finally got what was coming to her…"
"Okay well good I hope you didn't take it too far."
"It was enough for her to apologize to Miley I'm sure."
"So can someone please tell me what happened?" Taylor asked frustrated,
I exchanged a look with Selena who sighed, "Trust me Taylor, it's just easier if you don't know." I responded walking away.
A/N: Hello! Okay I didn't forget about this story or my other one and I promise no matter how slow updates are I will eventually complete them! Thanks to everyone who has been concerned about me, I'm perfectly fine! I have officially less then 6 weeks left of high school (including 3 weeks of holidays) and I have a total of around about 20 2 hour practice exams I have to do each week as homework, so please understand at the moment kind of dying lmao! Anyway thanks for all the awesome reviews and everyone's constant support :)
