Hey guys! This chapter is dedicated to the lovely Team M! xD She posted 3 comments in a row to get this chapter; and here it is ;). Ha, I hope you enjoy and don't forget to review! Review or you'll be scared to come on the computer because I'll be here ;).
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, just the plot.
But I really want to own Nick Jonas ;) that'd be swell.
xx-Jenna
Miley's Point Of View:
Wednesday happened in a blur. I just put on my normal, boring, Miley clothes and before I knew it; Mitchie was at my house. I smiled when I saw her, seeing her made me feel like I wasn't alone at school.
"Hey Miles!" she giggled.
"Hi, Mitch!" I said, happy to see her.
As we exited my house, my stomach did a loop-the-loop.
"Are you okay?" Mitchie asked.
"I'm…I'm just nervous for Selena's going to do to me today. It's like…it's like life's not worth living with someone constantly bullying you." I sighed.
"What?! Miles, you're talking like an idiot! Life is worth living. Just forget about Selena, she doesn't mean anything. We have each other, and we can make it through school, okay?" Mitchie replied.
"Sure, sure" I mumbled, but I didn't believe her.
Life—to me then—was pointless, I wanted to throw it away. What's the point of living if you weren't happy?
Joe's Point Of View:
I arrived at school early, hoping that I'd see Mitchie and Miley and be able to talk to them without the constant gossip of the 'Populars' in the background. Nick seemed edgy today, he said he didn't want to come to school, but mom had made him.
"Why did we come so early?" Nick whined.
"Because I want to see Mitchie and Miley. You decided you wanted to come with me, you could of when with Kevin!" I sighed, he was such a jerk back then.
"And be in the middle of Kevin and Sharpay?! Yeah, Kevin wouldn't let me ride with him and Sharpay if we were joint at the hip" Nick spat.
Nick was right; Kevin would let nothing get in the way of his and Sharpay's morning ride to school.
"Okay, you win" I chuckled, standing on the balls of my feet anxiously; waiting to Mitchie and Miley to come to school.
"Why do you want to see those girls anyway?" He mumbled.
I shrugged.
"Unlike my friends right now; they're really good fun to hang around with. Oh, but not so fun when my own brother makes Miley depressed!" I said.
I shrugged.
I eyed Nick "You really don't like her, huh?" I asked.
Nick's eyes looked down to his feet.
"Why do I have to like her?" Nick asked quietly.
"No, but, come on, Nick. Yeah; she has Mitchie and she has me but I think it's you who can make her happy after all this bullying!" I told him.
Nick rolled his eyes.
-Lunch-
Mitchie's point of view:
Lunch had become a chore, a nightmare. Me and Miley dreaded going into the cafeteria and seeing Selena and her 'friends'. But that Wednesday lunch time changed Miley's life forever. So, we'd entered the cafeteria and secured our seats. Miley still looked a little shaken from yesterday. Whenever Selena looked at her, she became paralysed and refused to move. I took a swig of my water when, all of a sudden, it was knocked out of my hands. I didn't even have to guess who'd done it.
"Selena…" I hissed.
"Yes, it's me" she giggled.
Miley looked so frightened. I was starting to feel frightened for her; I could only wonder what Selena had in store for her.
"So, Miley, care to join us in the toilets? We think we need to talk to you…" Selena asked evilly.
"No, I'd…I'd much rather stay here, you don't need me" Miley whispered.
"Yes, we do" Selena said, sinking her nails deeply in Miley's arm. (A/N: Yeah, sorry about these bits xD kind of had to put them in to get across how bad the bullying was. Hehe. X)
Miley let out a squeaky scream. She closed her eyes tight; as is by doing so she could transport herself to…somewhere, anywhere, but the cafeteria.
Harper and Gabriella dragged Miley to the toilets while Selena led the way.
"Let Miley go!" I ordered standing from my seat and following them.
"As if we'd do that!" Selena cackled, "Don't worry, Miley is going to have loads of fun with us."
And then they disappeared into the bathroom.
Miley's Point Of View:
They locked me in a cubical with them. Mitchie ran into the bathroom and begged for them to let me go. I just stud there. To me, life wasn't worth living anymore. I held my breath as they punched me hard in the stomach. The marks were Selena had dug her nails into me started to throb. I clutched my stomach with one hand while trying to sooth the cuts. Selena slapped me hard across the face and flung me on the floor. My leg twisted in a peculiar position. After a few more hard, bone shattering kicks, they left the cubical and Mitchie ran in next to me. She hugged me so tight, as if she was never going to let go. Ms. Clapp, my teacher ran in beside me with the school nurse at her heels.
"Nick…" I whispered.
Everything went black.
(A/N:Ew, I know, this is freaking me out a bit, too!! xD. Hehe.)
-Later-
I woke up, completely oblivious to my surroundings. Mitchie was beside me, her eyes lit up when my eyes fluttered open.
"She's awake! She's awake!" Mitchie called.
"W-who a-a-are you talking t-to?" I stuttered; I was abruptly surprised on how shaky my voice was.
"The school nurse: Ms. Lynn" Mitchie replied.
I grabbed onto her hand, scared and shaken.
"What happened to me?" I asked.
"Selena and…well, her friends…they, um…kind of, well, beat you up in the toilets" Ms. Lynn said as she approached me and Mitchie.
"I'm so sorry, Miles! I did everything I could to help you. I screamed and shouted and begged for them to let you go but…but…" Mitchie sighed, tearing up.
"It's not your fault" I said, giving her hand a tight squeeze.
Ms. Lynn put a warm flannel on my wounds. I realized I had bruises all over me.
"Luckily, it wasn't a hospital job. But you have been hurt and I'd strongly advise you to rest for a while." Ms. Lynn told me.
"Oh, okay. Wait! Does that mean I have to stay off school?! I can't leave Mitchie by herself…" I protested.
"It's entirely your choice whether you come to school tomorrow or not, but I think your parents, me, and Mitchie would like you to take it easy for while!" Ms. Lynn said.
I shook my head. "No, I'm coming to school tomorrow" I told them both fiercely.
"Miley, please stay at home tomorrow, or for a while, at least. Ms. Lynn even said your cuts and wounds are pretty bad so maybe you should take it easy…? It'd make a lot of people feel a lot better!" Mitchie begged.
"Great! Now my best friend doesn't even want me at school!" I cried.
"No, of course I want you at school Miles! It's just I don't want you at school when you're hurt!" Mitchie said quickly.
I shrugged.
"Your friend is right, Miley." Ms. Lynn advised me.
I looked down my arm and cringed; the cuts hurt so badly.
"So, what am I supposed to do now?" I asked.
"Go to the office and ask to call your parents. Ms. Clapp called them about an hour ago, she promised you'd phone back after you'd woken up, I'm sure they are worried" Ms. Lynn explained.
"Oh yeah…I fainted?" I said, remembering what happened a little.
Ms. Lynn nodded.
I sighed, "My parents are total worry guts, I better go call them".
Ms. Lynn nodded, "Do you want Mitchie to go with you?" she asked.
I shook my head, "No, it's okay. I think Mitchie should go to class, she's already spent a full hour just here with me, I shouldn't waste any more of her time!" I said.
Mitchie looked at me, she looked kind of hurt.
I hugged her, "I'll always be your best friend, okay, Mitch?" I asked.
Mitchie nodded and patted me back. I winced.
"Oh, sorry" she giggled.
I made my way to the office and asked to call my parents.
"Oh sure, honey" Ms. Appleton, who worked in the office, beamed.
"Thank you" I muttered.
She handed me phone. When I pressed to my ear, it was already ringing.
"Hello? Hello? Is this Miley's school? Is she okay? She better be okay! I swear if she's not then I'll sue you until—" It was my dad.
"Dad, calm down, it's me!" I sighed.
"Oh, are you alright, darling? Your mother has been crying for the past hour worrying about you so much!" My dad told me.
"I'm…I'm fine" I lied.
"Are you sure?" dad asked.
I sighed and nodded.
"Honey, are you there?" he asked, worried.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll see you later. Tell mom I'm fine, alright?" I said.
"Sure thing. Be safe, honey. Don't let stupid bullies get you down. I'm going to talk to Selena's father about this…"
"Please, don't!" I begged.
My dad sighed, "We'll see. Bye, honey"
"Bye" I replied bitterly, then I hung up.
-After School-
I was so shaken, so scared at the end of school that my feet didn't take me to my house, they took me to the river. I was freaked out by the time I got there.
I looked at the bridge, and suddenly, I realized that by jumping off the edge, all my pains would go away. Sure, it'd be hard leaving people behind. I'd miss Mitchie so much, and I knew my parents would cry and grieve for the rest of their lives. The bridge was empty, I was the only one here. The trees swayed in the wind gently. I looked over the edge; it was really high. If I jumped, it would be a quick, painless death. I climbed over the railings and said my goodbyes to life. To my family, to Mitchie, and…to him. He had caused this but I didn't care. His stupid girlfriend had made my life hell and he hadn't even tried to stop her.
"Miley!" I familiar voice yelled.
I looked up slowly. It was him. It was Nick.
"What are you doing here?!" he asked, "Get off the edge of this bridge right now! If you take another step you'll fall and…die!"
"So what? My life is pointless. I'm pointless. Plus, no one would miss me!" I sighed, looking at the deep water below me.
"That's not true! Your family would miss you, Mitchie would miss you so much! What will she do without you?" he yelled.
"You wouldn't miss me, would you?" I asked bitterly.
Nick's Point Of View:
I'd followed Miley here because Joe has asked me to hang with her. I'd felt stupid following her every move, but I was arguing with myself the whole ride there whether to get out and hang with her or not.
"Miley…" I whispered.
"Would you?!" she screamed, tears running down her face.
"…Yes, if it'll make you get off the edge, yes!" I yelled back.
"So, you wouldn't miss me? Why did I ever trust you with that promised you made Nick?" she spat.
"What promise?" I asked, confused, I started to walk closer to her.
"See, you don't even remember!" She cried, she looked so hurt, "Back when we were 11 you promised you'd be there for me no matter what! And now, well, you've clearly broke that promise!".
"Miley, I'm here for you now. Please, don't jump." He begged.
Miley looked confused, I could tell she was arguing with herself inside.
"I…I…okay" she muttered.
I grabbed her waist and pulled her back onto the safety of the bridge.
"How about I give you a ride home?" I asked.
She nodded quickly and shivered as the breeze picked up.
We hurried to my car.
"How did you know I was here…?" Miley asked.
"I kind of followed you…" I sighed, waiting for her to scream at me.
Surprisingly, she stayed clam.
"Why?" she asked.
"Well, Joe wanted me to hang out with you today but well I wasn't sure if you wanted to see me…I was kind of arguing with myself while I followed you…" I said, I cringed as I realized how pathetic I sounded, but she believed me.
"Oh, I think that's very sweet!" she smiled.
"You…you think me following you was sweet?" I asked, shocked.
She nodded.
"Wow…" I shrugged.
"I'm pleasantly surprised that you care for me all of a sudden" she said.
"Oh. Well, I was just looking out for you" I replied.
She looked down, a little hurt.
What was I supposed to say to her?
"So, are you going to say thank you?" I asked stubbornly, my nasty side coming back.
"Thank you" she said quickly, clearly hoping if she said that, I'd like her again.
I smiled half-heartedly and the rest of the ride was silent.
Miley's Point Of View:
I found it hard to believe Nick had just saved my life. As in, my ex-best friend Nick. Everything was a total rush that night.
"I'm home" I said awkwardly as Nick stopped the car.
He shrugged but didn't respond.
"Bye…?" I whispered.
"Yeah, bye" he sighed.
I watched him as he did an awkward U-turn and parked in his driveway on the other side of the road. He saw me staring at him and waved at me awkwardly. I waved shyly and quickly ran into my house. I closed the door quickly, leaned against it, and slid down it happily.
I was falling for him all over again.