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"Wrestling?"
Chapter Twelve
Jake had been in his new "home" for about four weeks now. Just like any other night, Miley and Jake were talking on the phone...
"So, how was school today? Any better?" Miley asked. She was basically the only one who asked about his days, his dad couldn't care less.
"Oh yeah, it was great." Jake said sarcastically. "No, it wasn't. Everyone is still all crazy about the whole having a star at their stupid little school factor. It sucks." Jake said.
"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry. I was new too, I know how badly it sucks." She told him.
"Then-" Jake started, but then his angry, drunken father walked into the room. This was a first. He had kicked, punched, and slapped Jake around many times since jake had moved in, but he always made Jake come down stairs. Jake always thought his room was the safe place, but apparently its not anymore. His dad grabbed the phone from Jake's hand and threw it on the ground, leaving Miley to wonder what was going on. He tried to kick the phone farther away so Miley wouldn't be able to hear anything going on, but that didn't work to well.
"What the hell, Jake? Why the FUCK did you dirt on the clean floors? You know, people DO pay MONEY for that cleaning lady, and then you just trash the good job she does." His father said. He wasn't screaming so much, just using that tone that made Jake feel helpless and stupid. It was also a very loud tone. After this, he lunged a fist towards Jake. Jake could have defended himself and explained to his dad that it was the stupid dog, Bailey, but he knew the punches would come anyway. There was no stopping his father once he had been drinking, and even if he could've stopped this pain, there would be more to come anyway.
As Jake reached up to touch his bloody lip, he was looking at his dad. He thought he saw a flicker of regret for what he had just done in his father's eyes, but it quickly went away as he turned to leave, slamming Jake's door shut. Their relationship was never very close, but it had never been anywhere near this bad. Jake never did anything to deserve his dad's harsh punishment, and he was sick of having to take it all the time.
But then again, who could he tell? Not Miley, she'd overreact, and worry about him more. Not his mom, because it was time for her to get her own life on track, and not to have to worry about him anymore. Jake would be strong on the outside, and not tell anybody He'd try to deal with it himself. "Shit," He mumbled, remembering Miley was on the phone. He picked it up off the ground where it had been thrown.
"You still there?" He asked, hoping she'd hung up and not heard anything that had just gone on.
"Actually yeah, I have nothing better to do so I didn't hang up. But, um, what just happened?" Miley asked, sounding a little weirded out. Miley wasn't sure what she had heard, but it sounded like fighting. She didn't want to assume anything especially if she was wrong, so she figured Jake would tell her if something was wrong.
"Oh, that." Jake paused, thinking of some kind of excuse. "It was just me and my dad wrestling, he wants me to try out for the high school team." Jake lied.
"Okay then. That could be fun." Miley tried to sound enthusiastic. She hoped Jake actually did want to wrestle, maybe being on the team could make things better for him. Although, Miley still had some feeling that something wasn't right. It was kind of a random time to practice wrestling. Plus, was the yelling she could faintly hear part of practicing?
"Hey, um, I have to go. I'll talk to you later though." Jake pulled Miley away from her thoughts.
"Okay. Bye, Jake." Miley said, about to hang up when Jake stopped her.
"Wait, Miley?" He said.
"Yeah?"
"I love you, you know that, right?" Jake made sure. Not to be all emo, but he was feeling a bit unloved himself lately, and he hoped Miley wasn't feeling the same way. She laughed like it was something that didn't even need to be said, although she liked hearing it.
"I love you too, Jake. Good night." She said, making him feel a whole lot better, even if she didn't know it.
"'Nighty Night, sleep tight." Jake said, and Miley laughed at his dorkiness. When Miley hung up, she was finding it hard to sleep. She couldn't stop thinking about what she had heard...
Heyy guys. Sorry I haven't been updating that much. I just got back from spring break at my dads' house.
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