Hey y'all, I have officially graduated from high school, I gotta say, I'm pretty stoked about it. So anyway, I was a little disappointed with the number of reviews I got. Please review if you read it, I really need feedback, so here is the next chapter.
Miley's POV
I can seriously not believe that just happened. What the f, I thought he was truly sorry; the only reason he was nice to me was just to get into my pants. And now, I can't even break up with him. Ughh!
I heard Joe coming up the steps.
"Hey Miles, I got your jell-o" he said
"Umm, you know, I'm not really hungry anymore, sorry" I spoke
"Miley, you gotta eat something, you haven't had anything today" he said
"Joe, really, I'm not hungry, I think I'm just gonna take another nap" I pleaded
"Well, fine, but you have to eat when you wake up, its not healthy, you need your strength" he said
"Ok" I responded while lying down
"See ya in a bit" and then he left.
I was tired, but I couldn't sleep. Too many thoughts were going in and out of my mind. Eventually I fell asleep thinking.
I soon awoke to Nick sneezing.
"Whoa!" I was surprised by it
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you"
"It's alright, I need to get up anyway" I replied
He held out his hand for me to grab. I latched onto it, and he helped me stand.
"I'm just gonna use the bathroom, and then I'll meet you downstairs" I said
"Are you sure you don't need help" he asked
"Nope, I got it, but thanks anyways" I responded
I've noticed that moving around has gotten a lot easier lately. I'm still sore, but I am feeling better. I still have no idea about what I'm gonna do about Jordan, should I tell someone, should I not? I just really wish I had some advice. It was then that my father entered my mind again. He'd know what to do, if he was…still ...here, none of this would've happened, he wouldn't of let it. When I looked in the mirror, I noticed I had tears rolling down my face. I quickly wiped them away and went downstairs, without my walker.
"Hey guys" I greeted.
"Miley, where's your walker, why aren't you using it, you nee…" Nick rambled
"Nicholas" I said slightly laughing "Relax, I don't need it anymore"
"Sorry, I just want to make sure your ok" he explained a little bit embarrassed
"Thank you, that's sweet, but I'm ok, really" I assured smiling
I gave him a kiss on the cheek and gave him a hug. When we separated he was blushing, I'm pretty sure I was red too.
"Hey, I want to make sure you're ok too!" Joe squealed.
"Of course! How could I forget you Joe?" I giggled
I repeated my actions to Joe.
"Where's Kevin?" I asked
"Oh, he's at our house, our mom has been kinda lonely, my dad took Frankie out camping for some male bonding, and we've been here, so she's been all by herself" Joe explained.
I fell silent. I immediately felt a twang of guilt go through me, a large twang.
"But that's ok, because she kinda enjoys being away from all the boys" Nick said trying to make me feel better.
It didn't work.
"Let's go" I stated
"What, where?" Nick and Joe both questioned.
"To your mom's house, duh" I answered
"Miley, you gotta stay at home, you're already out o…" Nick started, but he caught sight of the glare I was giving him, so he immediately shut up. "I guess we could go for a little bit" he said instead.
"Good, let's go" I said grabbing my jacket. I bent down to get my shoes, but I immediately regretted it.
"Ow" I hissed.
In a split second both Nick and Joe were by my side.
"Are you alri…"
"I'm fine" I said a little too quickly, they both gave me a look. "I just forgot I was still a little sore"
"ok" they looked a little apprehensive
I slowly straightened up, wincing just a little. I don't think they noticed though. Instead of putting shoes on, I decided on just putting on some flip-flops instead.
We slowly walked out the door. Joe was on my left and Nick was on my right. We walked the short distance over to the Jonas house. I didn't want to admit it, but that little walk actually took a lot of energy out of me. I wasn't sleepy tired, more like fatigued. We entered the house, when Joe called out for Mrs. Jonas.
"MOMMY!" Joe screamed
"Ow!" Nick and I both screeched.
"I THINK I LOST MY HEARING" Nick said loudly
"SAME HERE" I replied
We started laughing, and when we stopped Joe was scowling at us, and Mrs. Jonas gave us a 'you look so cute together look'.
"Hi Mrs. Jonas" I greeted politely
"Hello dear, you know you don't have to call me Mrs. Jonas, Denise is fine" she answered.
"Its ok, its how I was raised" I just looked down at the ground, remembering my parents.
"So Miley, are you feeling better, I stopped by one day, but you were sleeping" Mrs. Jonas asked
"Oh, I didn't know that you stopped by" I said giving Joe a look
"What? Its not my fault you sleep constantly, and you know I cant remember things very well" Joe defended
"Obviously" Nick giggled
"To answer your question Mrs. Jonas, yes, I'm feeling much better, thanks to your boys, they took great care of me".
"Well, I'm glad" she responded
"Me too!" said Joe
"Hey guys" Kevin entered the room
"Hey" we all answered
"How you doing Miles" he asked
"Pretty good Kev, thanks" I answered
It was tiring just standing here, and I was sort of leaning against Nick to help me stay upright. Its just, I think I'm still kinda weak from everything, so I can only hold myself up for so long. I think Mrs. Jonas was beginning to notice.
"Miley, sweetie, why don't you sit down, you're looking a little tired over there" Mrs. Jonas offered.
"No I'm fine ma'am, really" I knew I was weak but I didn't want them to know that.
"Nonsense, lets all go sit in the family room" She said
We all made our way to the room, Nick softly put his hand on the small of my back and lead me to the couch. Not gonna lie, I was a little sad when he removed his hand so we could sit.
We laughed, joked, and chatted for the next hour, then we heard a little 'ding' go off in the kitchen.
"That's dinner, Miley would you like to stay for dinner tonight?" she asked
"What are you having?" I asked knowing I cant eat solid foods
"We are having pot roast" she answered
"YES" shouted Joe and Kevin
"Mom, you know I hate pot roast" Nick whined
"Not to burst your bubble son, but my meal plans don't revolve around you, other people in this family happen to like pot roast" she explained.
"Like me" Joe said pointing to himself with his thumb
"I'm sorry Mrs. Jonas but I'm going to have to decline, I cant eat solid foods yet" I told her politely.
"That's no problem honey, I can whip you up some of my famous homemade soup" she smiled.
"I can't let you do that, you prepared a wonderful dinner for your family, I cant ask you to make a whole other dinner for me too. Really it's ok, I've got some stuff at home with my name on it"
"Well, I suppose I cant force you to eat here" she laughed
"But thank you very much for the offer" I said slowly standing up.
Nick saw I was having a few troubles getting up so he immediately stood up and pulled me into the standing position.
"Thanks" I said turning red, embarrassed that I couldn't do it on my own.
"You know, Nick, I'm sure there is some food at my house that Joe hasn't eaten yet, you're welcome to come get some if you're not up for pot roast" I invited
Nick looked over at his mom for approval.
"I suppose you can go, she needs someone to walk her home anyway, and I don't think I can deprive your brothers of their food any longer" she approved
"Sweet " Nick added
"Hey Nick bro, do you mind staying the night with her tonight, I got some stuff I need to do" Joe asked
"Really guys, no one has to stay the night with me, I'm fine" I tried to explain
"No, you're not fully healed yet darling, it wouldn't be safe, Nick you can stay the night with her, it's not a problem" Mrs. Jonas said
"Ok, lemme go get some stuff" he said before leaving.
While Nick was getting his things, Mrs. Jonas asked me when I was going to return to school.
"Well, the doctor said I was supposed to be on bed rest for a week, and I still have two days left, but I think I might go tomorrow, I've been feeling pretty good, and I'm tired of being home all day" I explained.
"That's great Miley, but are you sure you're feeling up to it?"
"Yes ma'am, I am, I really need to get back and catch up on my schoolwork also" I said
"Well, I suppose you're mind is made up, but just promise me that you'll call me if you need anything, anything at all. I'll be more than happy to help you out in any way I can" she told me.
"Thank you Mrs. Jonas" I said hugging her.
"You ready to go Miles?" Nick asked coming down the stairs.
"Yup, let's go; bye Mrs. Jonas, bye Joe, bye Kevin" I said
"Bye" they all replied back.
As we were walking home, we were silent for awhile, until Nick broke the silence.
"Are you ever going to tell us what happened?" he asked""
"How what happened" I asked like I had no idea what he was talking about.
"You know what I'm talking about" he said giving me the look
"Ok, well my answer is no" I answered smiling,
"Why not?" he questioned, catching onto my sarcasm.
"Because I don't wanna" I replied nonchalantly
"Miley" he said in a warning tone
"Yes?" I asked obliviously
"Come on…tell me" he begged
"Well, the truth is…" I stopped and looked at Nick, he was urging me to continue. "that… I don't weant to tell tou" I answered giggling.
"Ok, that's it!" je laughed picking me up and spinning me around.
"Nicholas, stop it…put me down!" I yelped
"Are you gonna tell me?"
"No!" I laughed, and he sped up more
"Ok, ok, I'll tell you, just put me down!" I gave in
He put me down, and I almost fell over because I was so dizzy, I grabbed onto Nick's arm for balance.
"You alright?"
"Yup, just dizy because someone stop spinning me" I pretended to be angry
"So, I think you should tell me now" he stated.
"Ok, Ok" I said
See, I figured this would come up sooner or laterm so I made sure to have a lie prepared. I don't like lying, but it's easier for everyone this way.
"Well, it's kinda embarrassing, because it's something I'm not proud of" I started
"It's ok" he assured
"Well…you see, I was kind of drinking one night, and I drank too much and got really drunk" I started
"Ok, keep going" Nick urged.
"Well, I decided to walk home, and I made it ok. When I got inside my house, I had to go upstairs to my room. I don't really remember how I actually tripped, but I ended up falling down the stairs. I must've passed out because I woke up the next morning on the floor, at the bottom of the stairs." I explained
"That's how it happened?" Nick asked
"Yeah…" I said hanging my head
"Ok, can I ask you another question?"
"I guess" I answered
"Why were you drinking?" he questioned
I just hung my head again. I really didn't want to answer this one. Part of me thinks he knows the answer, and that he just wanted me to say it.
"No reason" I said quietly
"Oh, come on Miley, I know you better than that, I know for a fact that you aren't a drinker, so be honest, why were you drinking?" he asked
"Look, I really don't wanna talk about it" I replied
"Well, you got to Miley, you can't bottle this stuff up"
I was starting to get a little irritated. Couldn't he just back off. I know a lot of the realson I was drinking had to do with Jordan, but most of it came from missing my Dad, heck even Jackson. I really didn't want to admit it.
"Ok, I was just dealing with stuff, and I was stressing a bit, it's not that big of deal" I said calmly, hoping he would leave it at that.
"What kind of stuff?" he asked
Apparently he wasn't going to leave it at that. By now we were at my house standing outside the front door.
"Nick, please just drop this!" I said getting upset.
"Not until I find out what's wrong with you!" he yelled
I stormed into the house, and Nick followed.
"Miley, stop!" Nick shouted
"What!?" I screamed
Nick's POV
Man, what's with her, why won't she just trust me and tell me?
"Tell me what's going on" I yelled
"Mind your own business Nick" she yelled back
I could tell that she was getting pretty worked up over this. I felt bad, I didn't want to upset her, but I needed her to know that she can tell me anything.
She currently has her back to me, I could tell that she was trying to calm herself down. I could also tell that it wasn't working.
"Miles, for real, just tell me" I said softer. But still loud.
She turned around, and I could see the pain and hurt in her eyes.
"My dad, ok? I miss him, I used the alcohol to make me feel better. Is that what you wanted to hear?" she started off yelling but ended up soft at the end, with tears in her eyes.
She turned around and made her way up the stairs.
"Miley…wait" I said more to myself than to her,
Now I really felt bad. I slowly went up the stairs after her. I heard her door close and I slowly approached it, and knocked softly on it.
"Miley?" I asked quietly
"…" no answer
"Come on Miles, I'm sorry, can I come in?"
"Nick, not now" she said almost barely audible
I ignored her and went in anyway. I opened the door, and I found her laying on her bed, face down. I went over and sat next to her. I put my hand on her back in a comforting way.
"Apparently you don't listen to well" she said sarcastically, her head still face down.
"Come on Miley, I'm sorry, I'm just worried about you" I explained
She didn't say anything.
"Miles, sit up, come on" I said lifting her shoulders up.
She slowly sat up and turned towards me. I looked at her and my heart broke. She looked so sad. She had tears streaming down her face. I did the only thing I could, I wrapped her up in my arms. She buried her face into my chest as I held her tight. I stroked her hair and whispered soothing words into her ear. She wasn't sobbing or anything, she just stayed in my arms letting the tears fall from her eyes. About five minutes later, she sat up from my arms and wiped her eyes from the tears that were just about done falling.
She sighed a big sigh.
"Sorry" she said softy
"About what?" I asked confused
"Crying" she stated
"Miley, there is nothing wrong wit h crying, its ok to let the pain and hurt out" I tried to explain, even though I now knew she didn't like to show her feelings.
She suddenly looked uncomfortable about the whole situation.
"Umm…how about we go eat some dinner" she proposed
"You don't really like talking about your feeling huh?"
"Not really, but come on I'm hungry" she grabbed my hand and led me downstairs.
We made our way to the kitchen and we ate dinner sitting at the bar. We quickly forgot about what happened earlier, and we were giggling and joking around. I was having a genuinely good time.
"So I heard you saying you wanted to go back to school tomorrow" I said
"Eavesdropping Jonas?" she joked
"Maybe. Are you sure you're ready to go back, I mean the doctor said one week?" I asked
"Yeah, I'm ready, I feel fine, just a little soreness, but that's it. Plus I really need to get my grades up, I was failing when I left, and I missed a bunch of work this week. If I don't wanna get held back then I need to catch up." She answered.
"Alright, but you gotta let me carry your books and stuff, you still got to take it easy, I don't want you to get hurt again" I said
"Absolutely not, then everyone will know" she replied.
"No they wont, trust me, plus it's none of their business"
"We'll see, I'll decide tomorrow, if I can carry them, then I will, but if I'm having troubles, you can help me out" she compromised.
"Deal" I agreed
She got up and brought our dishes over to the sink and started washing them.
"Here, let me help" I offered going over to the sink.
"No, it's ok, I got it" she said trying to get the soap out of the bottle, and clearly having difficulties.
"Having trouble?" I teased
"I think it's clogged or something" she said looking at the top. She brought her face close to the opening to see if it was clogged. She pushed hard on the bottle, and soap squirted onto her face.
I couldn't contain my laughter, it was so funny . She looked over and saw me laughing and she still had soap dripping down her face.
You think that's funny Jonas?" she asked with a straight face
"Yes…I do" I said between gasps of laughter
She took the bottle and aimed it at me. She squeezed it and a bunch of soap hit me in the face.
"Still think it's funny?" she smirked
I got up and went over to the sink. I grabbed the sprayer and pointed it at her.
"Not as funny as this is going to be" I said.
"Nick, don't do it, look it, I'm wearing a white shirt…" she started before I sprayed her .
"Eeep! Its cold!" she yelped turning her back to me.
I kept spraying her. I got her everywhere, there was no place where she was dry, she was downright soaked by the time I was done.
"How you like me now?" I asked cockily
She slowly turned around, and was clearly fuming. I looked her over for a brief second. I could definitely see through her white t-shirt, and, but I decided to be a gentleman and ignore that. Besides, I could currently see the fire in her eyes, and I'm not going to lie, I was kinda scared.
"How do I like you now? I like you so much right now Nick. How about I give you a hug, to show you how much I like you right now?" she said angrily.
"Umm…how about not" I said running to the living room.
She chased me, which I was surprised she could actually run. She leaped on me, and we both fell to the ground with a thud, with her on top of me.
"Ha ha, I got you wet" she giggled
I just playfully glared at her. Our faces were so close, and I wanted nothing more than to just kiss her, but I pushed that thought out of my mind. I suddenly heard the door open.
"Miley?! What is going on here" Jordan yelled
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