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A/n: Thank you everyone that reviewed! Reviews make me very happy. :D So any way, here's chapter seven! By the way, extremely sorry for not updating sooner. I just had way to much work to do. So like always, please read and review!
Why Did Destiny Choose This?
Chapter 7
Because by tomorrow,
As I sat in the right back seat of the yellow taxi, I watched as the rain pattered on the window. It was weird. For some reason, whenever I was upset. I felt ask though the world was constantly mocking me, just because I fell in love with the wrong person. I could remember so many times when it just suddenly started raining whenever I got sad or upset. When Jake broke up with me I was crying that night. I remember that night being crystal clear. There wasn't a cloud in site; all the stars shone brightly against the dark blue background of the sky. Out of no where the rain started pouring down. So once again, I state that the world highly enjoys mocking me.
"Miles, you alright?" Lily asked while tapping me on the shoulder. I nodded, and turned so that the right side of my cheek was leaning against the cold glass of the window. I put my hand up against the glass, and trailed my fingers down where a drop had rain had left a small streak. I placed my hand back onto my lap, and watched the familiar landscape of Malibu houses pass by. Palm trees lined several streets causing the full effect of California to appear. I let out a heavily gloomy sigh, and continued to think about the towering palm trees. It was the only distraction I could think of so that I wouldn't be able to keep on thinking about Oliver. The bottom part of my lip stung due to the fact that I had been heavily biting down on it for the last half an hour, therefore I simply switched my distraction to trees. I wonder how much room the roots take up. Since California is occupied with so many palm trees, would it mean that most of its ground has roots in it? Yes, I knew that it wasn't the most fascinating subject in the world, but I couldn't think of anything else to think about. I watched as we entered the neighborhood that I was so familiar with. I watched as the taxi passed my house. The lights were on in my dad's room. Jackson no longer lived with us considering that fact that he was twenty-six. I only stayed there because I wasn't quite ready to grow up yet. But now I knew I needed to grow up. This was just the time I needed to pack up and leave the nest. The thing was, I was scared that I would end up falling onto the ground as soon as I stepped out. This is sad. I'm using a bird's nest to represent my growing up.
"Miley, we're almost there." Lily informed me. I turned around from the window and nodded. I turned back to the window. I saw Oliver's house come into view. I wanted to badly to glance away, but I couldn't. I got that feeling in the middle of my throat. The kind that said that you were on the brink of crying. I tried swallowing it down, but the feeling stayed. When the house finally faded into the distance, the feeling slowly faded, but the thought of Oliver remained. I couldn't help but to remember how his hand felt when he held it. How his seemed to fit perfectly in mine. How everything felt so right when he had his arm around my waist. It was as if I could slip and fall into nothingness if he let go. I put my fingertips on my cheek where he had given me a small kiss. It was if I could still feel him there. I closed my eyes tightly trying to picture how his smile looked when we were on the dance floor. Now that I thought back upon it, the lump in my throat came back. I tried shaking the picture out of my head, but it refused to withdraw from my mind. Picture Jackson in a bikini, or, or a kitten with bunny ears. I smacked my forehead. The attempt was proving to be worthless. I couldn't get Oliver out of my mind, no matter how badly it hurt.
"Miley, were here." Lily declared. I looked around to see that the taxi was parked in the parking lot to Lily's condo. (She had moved out of her parent's house when she got out of college.) She was already out the car, and was holding the door open for me. I slid over remembering to take my clutch. I stepped outside, and Lily closed the door. She ran over to her front door, as the headlights from the taxi faded. I walked slowly not caring that the rain was staining my dress with little dots of water.
"Miley come on! Walk f aster!" Lily yelled from her door. I glanced up from the floor to see that she was already inside with the light to her entrance way turned on. I ran to the door, being careful not to get my heel stuck in the spaces in between the plants of her deck. I remembered when that had happened once; I was stuck there for about an hour.
Flashback:
It was Lily's twenty-first birthday. I was setting things up at her house and I carried a huge box that contained her cake. I was walking up the steps and suddenly my heel got stuck in the top step. I couldn't move. There was no place where I could put the box without it being splattered all over the floor. It was a sixty dollar cake, so I wasn't willing to waste all of that money for nothing. I couldn't possibly take off the shoe because it was one of those strapped shoes that you needed at least five minutes to take off. I stood there for about one hour in the blazing Malibu heat with a two foot vanilla cake with my heel caught in the deck. The only reason I was able to escape that horrible torture was because Oliver had came by to drop off some decorations and helped me carry the cake until I was able to get free of the wooden prison.
End of Flashback
The thought of Oliver helping me again made me feel horrible. Before I knew it, I was already sitting on Lily's brown leather couch which was followed by a glass coffee table consisting of a black iron frame, and then a large plasma screen TV; sipping on a cup of green tea with a warm throw over my shoulders.
"Earth to Miles." Lily waved her hand back and fourth in front of my face. I looked over at her.
"What?" I asked.
"I've been calling your name for the last ten minutes!" She yelled. Oops…
"Well now that you have my attention, what is it?" I tilted my head to one side, at the same time making sure I wasn't spilling over my cup of tea. That would hurt very badly considering that it was boiling hot.
"Do you want to borrow some clothes? Or do you plan to wear that wet dress of yours to sleep?" She said with an aggravated tone. I nodded, and placed my mug onto the table, and followed her into her large bedroom. It was white, and her bed was slightly off the floor, but it wasn't too high. Piled on top of it was a white goose down, and massive pillows. There was a series of large windows aligned next to each other that overlooked the ocean. The waves were pounding against the shore due to the increased wind from the rain. Lily rummaged through her light wooded dresser. Finally she pulled out a grey t-shirt that read "Malibu's Most Mischievous" and pink flannel pants. I nodded.
"I think I'm gona take a quick shower. I feel all icky." I announced and shuddered at the word 'icky'. It was true. Dancing for two straight hours can take its toll. Lily waltzed out to the hallway that led from her bedroom and bathroom to the rest of the house. She stopped half way to her living room, and opened the closet. She pulled out a light yellow towel and handed it to me.
"Hurry up; I need to use the bathroom." She said. I nodded, and walked into the bathroom, and shut the door. I took the dress, and hung it up on the bathroom door knob. I walked into the beige marble shower, and closed the glass door. I turned the two little knobs on the shower until the shower was almost at a scorching hot level. For some reason hot showers always relaxed me and got my mind off things. For most people it would be a hot bath, but for me it was different. I let the water fall from the large rainforest shower head onto my hair, and over my shoulders. After that it continued to flow and went into the drain that was in the center of the shower floor. I grabbed the bottle of Herbal Essences shampoo, and squeezed some gel into the palm of my hand. I put the bottle back onto the wire rack, and ran my hands through my hair until it was all soapy. When I finished the rest of my shower, I stepped out and saw that the room was all foggy from the heat. I took the yellow towel, and dried myself off. After slipping into my new set of clothes, I wrapped the towel around my hair like a turban. The dress had now been unwrinkled from the steam. I opened the door and the sudden rush of cold air hit me. Lily stood near the door tapping her foot impatiently.
"It only took you long enough." She snapped. I pouted. She rolled her eyes, and walked into the living room. I sat into the brown leather chair, and it made a small squeaking sound. I rapped myself in the fleece throw and picked up my cup of tea from the glass table. There was a small ring of condensation where the mug was. Uh-oh. I quickly wiped it with my arm. I let out a sigh of relief as the ring disappeared.
"You better hope that it doesn't show up." Lily said from behind me. I slightly jumped which caused the tea to swish around violently in the mug.
"That was fast." She was drying her hair with a light green towel. It was almost the same green as my dress. She had changed into a black t-shirt and grey shorts.
"I don't take forever like some people." She commented.
"Sorry, I was side-tracked." I answered. Lily pursed her lips together and sat down next to me.
"So, are you tired?" she asked. I shook my head. Surprisingly I really wasn't tired at all. Sure, I had gotten up at six that morning due to all of the festivities but I really wasn't tired. I looked at the clock that was on Lily's TV. It showed two o'clock in the morning in a bright digital red.
"You?" I asked tilting my head to the side.
"Kind of." She answered while looking at the glass on the coffee table.
"Well do you want to go to sleep?" she shook her head. I nodded.
"So what do you want to do?" She questioned. I shrugged.
"Chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream?" She suggested. I shook my head. I wasn't in the mood. She sighed and placed her head on her hand which leaned against her knee. I looked out the large windows to the ocean which was now starting to calm down. The rain had gradually faded into nothing but gentle droplets of water that pattered and slid down the thick glass of the window. I smiled a little bit. Lily looked over at me. Her expression changed from being blank, to a confused face; with her eyebrow raised and her head cocked to one side.
"What are you smiling about?" She inquired.
"The rain's letting up." I whispered. She had an expression that showed that she thought I was utterly insane.
"Never mind." I replied. She nodded and turned her head. I leaned back, and put my lip to the rim of the navy blue mug. I tilted the cup only to find that it was empty.
"I'll take that." Lily offered. I smiled and nodded my head.
"Thanks." I implied. She nodded, and walked to the kitchen with the cup in her hand. After a sudden outburst of something that sounded like rushing water and the sound of glass clinking against each other, Lily returned to her seat next to me.
"So, this night was interesting wasn't it?" I asked. She looked at me and then turned back to the coffee table.
"Are you okay talking about it?" I nodded.
"Do you promise to send pictures after I leave?" I asked. Lily seemed slightly thrown off by the question.
"But I thought you wanted to get away from him." She stated.
"It's not the fact of wanting to forget him Lily. I just want to have something to remember tonight by. Just because I'm getting away from him, doesn't mean that I want to entirely wipe him from my memory." I said in an almost low voice.
"Oh." She said.
"Plus, he's still one of my best friends. I don't want to not have any memories of one of my best friend's wedding." She nodded in understanding. I sighed, and propped my head on my hand like she did. I started peeling at my lip with my other hand and then remembered how it hurt from biting down on it before. I put my hand back onto my lap and let out a deep sigh. Why did things have to get so complicated? I put on a half frown and nibbled on the inside of my right cheek.
"Do you really think that moving is the right thing to do Miles?" She asked. I thought about it, and slowly nodded.
"I'll have to move out of my dad's place sooner or later, and I might as well make it somewhere I can start new. Somewhere different from where I've been for the past years of my life." Lily tilted her mouth so that it was slanted.
"I should've done that." I chuckled.
"Stop stealing my ideas!" I lightly shoved her on her shoulder. She smirked. I turned back to the clock. For some reason time flew by fast, because it was already three o'clock. A sudden rush of sleepiness came over me. My eyelids felt heavy and both my mind and body felt exhausted.
"You tired now?" Lily asked. Her voice sounded soft as if she was far away or somewhere distant. She poked me on my shoulder.
"Are you sleeping or something?" She asked. I turned towards her.
"No." I whispered.
"Do you wanna go to sleep?" She said as though she was extremely tired herself.
"Sure."
"Okay." She nodded and got up. She turned around and helped me off the couch. The throw fell off, making me feel a sudden rush of cold from the air conditioner. She helped me walk all the way to her room, and she threw me onto her bed.
"Ouch." I said as I rolled over onto my stomach. She plopped down next to me, and placed one of her massive pillows under her head. She flipped a switch that was next to her bed, and the lights slowly faded until it was dark. The sound of waves slightly filled the room over the slight sound of the air conditioning coming out of the vent that was just overhead.
"Miles, you still awake?" Lily whispered. I shifted lightly causing the blanket the ruffle into a little pile.
"Yea, why?" I spoke softly.
"Just wondering." She replied.
"Why would you be wondering whether I'm sleeping or not?" I implored.
"If you were, I'd know not to start talking. If you weren't I'd start talking to you." She answered.
"What makes you think I'd want to talk to you?" I said sarcastically. She pushed me, and I rolled until I was almost off of the bed.
"Okay, that was not nice, and I was being sarcastic." She laughed.
"I know. It's funny though." I rolled my eyes. I got up to my knees, and went over to my previous spot. I fell back onto my stomach which made the bed shake ever so lightly. I sighed and put my head on my hands.
"Want a pillow?" Lily asked.
"Sure." She grabbed another pillow from her massive pile, and hit my on my face with it.
"Hey, that hurt." I said while grabbing the pillow from her.
"I can't see it's dark." Through the small illumination of the stars, I could see she had a smirk on her face.
"Liar." I said and swung the pillow at her.
"Okay that was not nice." She shook her finger at me.
"I can't see; it's dark." I mimicked. I could see that she was giving me a dirty look. I stuck my tongue out at her, but she couldn't see. Probably because my back was to the window, and she could only see the outline of where I was. I put the pillow down under my head, and lay down on it. I let out one last sigh, between falling asleep finally ending my spastic day…
A/n: Sorry for not updating sooner! So much work and tests and ughh. Any way, please read and review!