Okay just like I promised, here it is! Just to let you know, obviously this story is fiction and can't happen, but you'll figure that out later. But I didn't go all out and make Joe a vampire, don't worry. It's just a little thing. Anyways have a good weekend loves!

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He sighed and looked away. Taking my hand he led me into the living room and we sat down on the couch. I could tell he still wasn't comfortable so I got up.

"Do you want anything?" I asked. He eyed me for a moment and seemed pleased with my question. He nodded slowly. "Coffee would be great." His voice was low and calm. It wasn't the usual friendly and free spirited voice I was used to... well usually. I smiled and he gave a small grin too. I turned around and walked to the kitchen calling to him.

"What kind do ya want?"

I waited for a reply but didn't here one and was about to say it again until I saw Joe by my side. I jumped a little and looked at him surprised. He looked down at me and replied. "Black is fine."

I bit my lip and nodded, grabbed a cup that was above us in a cupboard. He watched me patiently, I hated when people looked over my shoulder but I was not going to say a word to Joe about that! I walked over to the coffee maker and Joe followed. I looked at him in the corner of my eye but he was looking around the kitchen. I remembered he had never been inside before and I turned to him.

"You can look around the house, my room is past the living room, down the hall and the last room at the end. Joe crossed his arms. "Okay" He said in a muffled tone. He walked out of the kitchen and I let out a sigh. Thank goodness. I finished with the coffee and let it cool down. Joe wasn't back so I guessed he was still looking around. I walked down the hall and found him in my room.

He looked up instantly. I raised my eyebrows as he looked back down at a picture he was looking at. It was of me and my mom when I was 6. We were at our old house with my new puppy I had got, in my arms. I walked over to him. "You never did tell me why you moved here, or where your mom is."

I smirked and rolled my eyes. "You never tell me anything." I put my hands on my hips and shook my head. Joe sighed and and set the picture down.

"Well some questions don't have real answers." He said hesitantly and I bit my lip. What the hell did that mean? So questions have fake answers? I frowned at his nonsense and replied.

"What are you talking about?"

He huffed and rubbed the back of his neck messing up his hair a little, but yet it was still perfect. He looked at me for a moment and brushed his hand down my cheek and I blushed slightly. He blinked slowly. "I'm saying you probably wont believe me."

I frowned and pushed his hand off my cheek, rolling my eyes. I was getting tired of this. I started turning for the door, "Joe just go home if you can't be honest with me." I said. Joe grabbed my hand and spun me around to face him.

"Really want me to tell you the truth?" He asked in a low murmur. I nodded quickly, excited. Joe looked down and paused before looking back up. I sighed and readied myself for the moment I had been looking forward to for a long time. Finally the moment I had dreamed about, the questions to all my answers. With the answer I could really understand Joe. Maybe even his whole family, why Nate is the way he is, why his mom really left, why his dad is always gone. And most of all why I couldn't be with Joe, the boy who stole my heart. And I was hoping to god he wouldn't break it.

I pressed my lips together and looked at Joe with curious eyes. He took a breath and began. "W-well it all started when my mom and dad were together, Nate had just been born and it we were the perfect family, we thought at least. My dad had been doing some pretty bad stuff behind my moms back, paying for sex, gambling, cheating, getting drunk. Then my mom found out and she didn't take it well, at all."

I listened intently as questions swarmed in my head, question I had never thought of.

Joe went on. "Supposedly my mom's great aunt was some sort of witch or something, I don't know. Well she went to her and I guess put a spell on all of us. We could never fall in love if we did, well I guess... I don't but we don't want to know either."

I started smiling and raised my eyebrows. Witches? Spells? Was this a joke? Joe looked at me and shook his head, I quickly stopped smiling and let him go on. "So, we try not risking, we just don't date at all. Just in case we do fall in love. But Nate obviously just has sex and leaves the girl. I don't care if you don't believe me, it would be better if you didn't believe me, so I could just leave and we could both go on with our lives."

I tried to talk but I was so shocked nothing came out. What was I suppose to say? I gulped and looked at Joe wide eyes. "I-I guess I don't understand. Yo-you actually believe this?"

Joe closed his eyes and rubbed his face and then ran it through his hair. Shaking his head, he turned around and sat on my bed. I sat next to him and stared at him, waiting for an answer of some sort.

"Miley, this isn't a joke! My dad, he's dead."

My jaw dropped and I let out a gasp. Joe bit his lip and I could tell he was near tears, as well as I. I gulped and shook my head, so confused. "How did he die. They just shot him or something. Whoever they is."

"Suicide, they got in his mind and made him kill the girl and himself."

I put my hand over my mouth. "W-w, How could they- I don't get it Joe."

Joe wrapped his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder. "So you will never love someone?" Those words I never believed in. Everyone had somebody or wanted somebody. Love just wasn't another little thing, it was well I didn't know what it was but I wanted to know. I thought I was gonna know when I met Joe, but now I can't. Maybe I'll never know either.

"You have to promise me to never, ever fall for me. I don't care what I do, kiss you, touch you, make love to you. Whatever, Miley I can kill you."

I couldn't and didn't want to believe this. Why had I asked about Joe's secret? It was much better when I didn't know. But now it was in my system and may never get out. I shook my head in disbelief as Joe looked at me, ashamed. This was for sure not a joke. But no, I no longer had sympathy towards Joe, I was angry at Joe. I clenched my teeth, so he had come into my life, almost made me fall in love with him, took my virginity, to tell me we would never have a future and he could kill me? Joe looked at me confused, noticing my change of mood. I ignored his stares and looked down at my tightly held together hands that were on my lap. He moved his soft hand under my chin and pulled me into his view.

I glared and started up. "How could you Joseph?" I spat. Joe pushed his eyebrows together, a worried expression spread across his face.

"W-what are you talking about?" He gulped but he almost seemed happy. There was a very slight, tight grin on his face. That he had been trying oh so hard to get rid of. His eyes weren't worried or scared anymore, they were... playful-ish. I guess. But why was he smiling, did he think hurting me was funny? That made me cringe, I bit my lip hard and narrowed my eyes on him.

"You are such a-a jerk! Why did you even come into my life?! I could be happy and living a worry-free life, with possibly a good boyfriend who could treat me well. And Alex and Mitchie wouldn't think I was a complete idiot for going for you!"

Joe frowned slightly at the 'boyfriend' part but it quickly vanished as I went on. I waited for his response as I gained interest on something on the floor.

"Yes I am a jerk, I was stupid too for even talking to you!" He said pushing away another sly grin.

I was about to proceed with my rage until Joe stopped me with his words. I sharply looked at him in awe. Where was he going with this? Was he happy I was mad or hurt? My face fell when I realized what he was doing. He wanted me to be mad, so I would hate him then kick him out, and never want to see him again. That just made me more mad, but I didn't want to see him happy at a moment like this, but when I was mad he was happy, but that just made me more mad, but I couldn't be mad if I didn't want to see him happy! This is so confusing!

"Huh?" Was all I could choke out.

Joe searched for the right words, "Miley! Hate me! I'm really no good. Just kick me out!"

I pushed my eyebrows together and huffed. "I- I can't." I said dazed by his puzzling attitude.

Joe's face fell. "Why not?"

I groaned and turned away burying my face in my hands. Joe sighed and waiting patiently for me to recover. But even when I do recover, I'm not going to look at him. I'm just going to stare at my hands and through the cracks that were between my fingers, that showed a slit of my jeans.

"I'm so confused." I finally replied. "That's why."

Joe chuckled softly. I sat up, still not looking at him. I heard Joe get off the bed too and felt him follow me close behind as I walked out of the room, down the hall. Once I was in the living room I turned around and frowned.

Taking a deep breath I pointed to the door. "I think you should leave." Biting my lip I waited for Joe's response. After staring at me blankly, Joe nodded in agreement and walked to the door. After opening the door, Joe flawlessly spun around in a quick motion and looked at me.

"Bye Miley." He said softly, a hint of sorrow on the tip of his tongue. I looked down then back up but the door was already shut and I could hear Joe's footsteps on my deck. I slumped onto the couch and rubbed my hand across my face, sighing. 'Bye Miley' was the worst possible words to me right now. Most people thought saying goodbye was just goodbye for a short or long period. But this goodbye felt like forever.

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Weeks had passed effortlessly, everyday bringing me to a new level of hatred towards myself and Joseph. Myself for losing him and Joe for, well for being the reason for hating myself in the first place. Which is very unhealthy. But gladly no one seemed to notice my dead or dying heart. Alex and I had become even closer than ever. She was at my house almost everyday. I thought it would be a good way to make my life a little more enjoyable. But nothing could keep my mind from trailing back to those pass weeks that had my head spin.

Oh and your probably wondering about Joe Gray. Well I hadn't seen him since the day he said goodbye to me. Joe had completely been a drop out in school, missing everyday while Nick barely even missed one. I felt terrible, laying in my bed thinking 'Am I the reason Joe wont come to school?'. I knew I was, why else? Then again I knew it was for our own good, staying away from each other would prevent us from possibly catching up, being partners in school, or from being pressed up against a wall in the janitors closet while Joe runs his hands up and down my spine. Now it was a Monday, Christmas was coming soon along with that god-awful snow. But that was far from what was on my mind when I got to school.

It seemed like a normal day, the only difference was Mr. Duffy's class was going on a field trip to Tacoma, for a museum of art. Which was going to take up most of our day. I walked into the school, quickly coming encounter with Alex and Mitchie. Everyone had to go down to Mr. Duffy's classroom right when they came to school so I walked down to his room, while Alex and Mitchie went there seperate ways.. Most of the teenagers had already arrived but there were a few empty desks, of course one of them being Joe's as always.

I sat down and laid my head down on my desk closing my eyes, hoping to catch a little sleep before school started. It seemed like 10 minutes had passed before the classroom had suddenly got silent. I ignored it and took it as an advantage to get to sleep easier. Then whispers started and I felt a brush on my arm and the desk next to me shift. I opened my eyes and sat up and turned my head. There Joe Gray sat, his gorgeous hair covering his left eye, the one closest to me, like always. My jaw dropped and I eyed him too shocked to speak.

He turned his head and stared at me, a worried expression creeping on his face. My voice cracked as I tried to make out a word. I looked over at Nick, who also had a surprised look on his face. Nick slowly got up and walked over to us. He turned his back to me and started to whisper something to Joe. I couldn't tell what it was, but he sounded mad.

Joe muttered back something and Nick left. I finally spoke up. "W-what are you doing here?"

Joe replied simply. "Field trip, of course."

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Short I know, but the next chapter will be good, I promise! And you wont have to wait 2 weeks! Once Again I'm sorry for the delay but it's here so REVIEW! Please and thanks!

~Madisonnn.