Chapter ten; Tell me why.

Nick and I have been best friend forever. My mother and his were best friend in high school and never went out of touch. He was my pal and I was his partner. Lately, everything changed. He was my soul mate. I was… Actually, I'm still trying to figure out that one.

Sometimes I wonder if I could change things. If I wouldn't have played football with him like he wanted too when we were younger, maybe he wouldn't be on the football team. Maybe if I wouldn't have kiss him, I wouldn't feel so hurt. Maybe if I wouldn't have slept with him, maybe just maybe he would have stayed. But then again, was I that bad? He seemed to be enjoying himself.

All these questions were running through my mind as I kept thinking back of those pictures. I tried to find an excuse. But there was no excuses for the way he acted. He came over to get in my pants and left for his buds. His new partner. The ones I got replaced by.

"Miley, we're home." I heard my mother saying. I didn't have the energy to reply anything. Luckily, the good thing about having an absent parent is: They don't care. I could be dying and she wouldn't know. I heard her and my dad going in their bedroom. I'm alive mom. A guy got in my pants, dad. Why aren't you trying to beat his ass?

I needed to talk to him. I needed to know. So I took my phone out and texted him.

"Having fun?"

It took him a while to reply but he finally did.

"Whst?" In the sober world, that means what.

"At the party. Are you having fun?"

"I son't no wut ur talking about." I rolled my eyes. Yeah, he's totally sober.

"I saw the pictures on facebook. You left me to go to a freaking party!"

"Pictire? Thst was ftom ywsterdai." Lie. Lie. Lie.

"Right. That's why there's a date on the effing picture!"

"Huney, baby, don't beleive evrtuhing on the internet!" I felt like throwing my phone at the wall. And the worst of all, he was probably laughing at all this.

"Whatever, Nick. I'll talk to you when you'll be sober."

"Sober? Duuuuude! I'm totaakky sobwt."

"Mhm. That's why you did thirteen error in five texts. Congrats, you just pass your english exam!"

"Oh cwom on. Nobodi wright properky on twxt message."

"I do. And you usually do too."

"WHATEVERRRRR." That's it. Whatever, like he said. Maybe this is what I was. He was my soul mate and I was his whatever.

"I'll talk to you when you'll be sober." I texted again.

"U DO THAT. I GO FUCK A SEXY HOEW."

I read that text about a million time. Crying. Sobing. All alone in my room. Where was my partner when I was hurt? Oh right, having sex with another girl. I didn't bother to reply. I was too hurt. I fell asleep reading that text all over again and of course, crying my eyes out.

"Miley… Nicholas is here for you." I heard my mom as she shook me to wake me up. Well, that's a first.

"I don't really want to see him…"

"Honey, he's waiting. And he has something for you." My mom said and winked at me. I slowly got up and walked to the door. Nick was there waiting with a box in his hands.

"Hi, Mi…"

"What do you want?"

"I want to apologies… I was being a jerk yesterday… I got drunk and I was mean to you. I never meant to say everything I said to you."

"That doesn't make up for leaving me after we… you know."

"I know… Like I said, I was being a jerk. I didn't wanted to disappoint the guys… But then I realized I disappointed someone way more important." He smiled slightly. "And that's why I bought you something you'll like." He said handing me the box.

I sighed and took the box. I felt something moving in it I looked up at him and he simply nodded smiling. I opened the box and a cute little puppy was moving in there. I took her in my arms and looked up at Nick. "She's adorable… Oh my god, I love her! Thank you so much!" And at that very moment, I forgot everything and threw myself in his arms.

Time went by and we were now sitting on my bed playing with my new puppy. I took her in my arms "Hi daddy!" I laughed moving her paw to make her wave to Nick.

"It's a dog. I'm not her dad." He laughed.

"Yes you are!" I laughed. "I'm her mom and your her dad. How do you want to name her?"

"I don't know."

"Eum, what about: Chloe? Or Daisy?"

"I like Chloe."

"I like that too. But I like Daisy too."

"It's just a name, Mi."

"No! It's our little girl's name!"

He rolled his eyes "She's a puppy!"

"She's OURS puppy."

"Whatever you say."

"See, AGAIN. Your trying to make me feel weak so you can feel a whole inside! Is that your only intention? Why are you doing this to me? Tell me Nick! Tell me why!"