CHAPTER FOUR

Christopher C. Callea's Point Of View... Tuesday, June 16, 2015

"I don't care what you're offering, Miley is not available tonight." I rolled my eyes. Miley got at least ten offers like this a year on her anniversary; she was notoriously private about her marriage and family, and everyone always tried to get her to do interviews or appearances on her anniversary in hopes of getting inside information. Tyra Banks or something even tried sending a camera crew and everything last year, and if they'd gotten past the security gates they would have gotten the very rude shock of twenty-four hour sex. Seriously, every year on their anniversary Miley and Jake could barely spend five minutes away from each other, it's like they were sex addicts. "Call back next week and I'll see about it, but you should know by now that June sixteenth is not an option."

Four years of law and business school and Vita and I had started a management company together. It had only been open for about two months now, but we were doing pretty good. Miley was the main client and part owner, and we also had Shane - who had decided on a music career just before his seventeenth birthday and had gotten his start opening for Miley on her tour that year - and a couple of other low-profiles who we were trying to get a big break for, but it was still really busy. Especially with Miley - the biggest star in Hollywood - and Shane was a sex symbol singer. Forks had changed a lot in the last four years. Two of the hottest young A-lister celebrities living in small-town Washington had turned Forks into a tourist trap/celebrity hide-out.

"What?" I snapped when my phone rang again.

"Yeah, nice to talk to you too, Bro." Miley scoffed and I could practically hear her rolling her eyes.

"Sorry." I muttered, "what's up?" I asked, scrolling through my e-mails and checking the offers I'd gotten in the last couple of days for the clients; Miley had a whole bunch of interviews, a couple of guest TV appearances, a movie offer, and the record company wants another CD by Christmas. Shane had a U.S tour for his last CD. Cameron Christian Cooper - a twelve-year-old who we'd just signed to be the next big hit in film and TV - had an audition for the lead in an upcoming Blockbuster.

"I am so bored." Miley whined and I rolled my eyes.

"What happened? Jake finally run out of steam?" I scoffed, I swear everytime I went over to talk to my sister she was in some sort of sexual situation with Jake.

"No, Hannah had a nightmare and wants her Daddy." Miley sighed and I could hear the TV or a movie or something in the background. "The nightmares are getting worse, and more frequent. And she doesn't know about this stuff, I just can't figure out how she keeps having nightmares about stuff she doesn't even know about."

"Maybe she's got the magic." I suggested with a shrug. "Between you and Jake there are three different types of active magic, would it really be so hard to believe that she has magic in her?"

"No, but she's only two and a half years old." Miley complained, she was always so protective of her kids and the pack. "And why does she have to be psychic? We already have one psychic kid, and she gets so scared when she has those dreams, and I'm scared for her."

"Miles." I said in a soothing voice and she let out a slow breath. "Hannah's gonna be fine, you and Jake are her parents, there's no way either of you would let anything bad happen to her or for any of this magic stuff affect her in a bad way."

"Yeah, but we can't stop it, we don't know what it is, how can we stop something when we don't know what it is?" Miley shot back and I knew she was frustrated, Hannah had been having these nightmares for three months now. "And she gets so scared, and I don't want my baby to be scared of anything."

"You can't protect them from all the time from everything, Miles." I reminded her.

FLASHBACK

"Chris, I swear to God if you let them out of your sight I will castrate you and then feed them to the fishies." Miley threatened and I gulped. It was Miley and Jacob's first night away from the babies since they'd been born. Miley was very protective of her babies.

"And on that note, let's go, Mi." Jacob murmured and she rolled her eyes.

"Screw it, they can go stuff themselves, I'm not leaving them, they're too little, they need me." Miley decided, tossing her sparkly black purse on the couch.

"Uh... Miles... You're the host!" Jacob pointed out; they were going to the KCA's or something and Miley was the host of the show, as well as a performer. "I know there's that whole 'the show must go on' saying, but I think they need the host for the show to go on."

"Oh, please, half of Hollywood is going to be there, if they can't find someone to host then it's their own fault for hiring a mother of six week old twins." Miley snapped, scooping Nicky out of the playpen in the living room. "Your Daddy is being very silly, Nicky, yes he is."

"Mi's, they're six weeks old, and we're only gonna be gone for a few hours." Jacob assured, but she pouted and held Nicky closer to her. "Not to mention they're going to be with Chris."

"But, what if they need feeding? Newborns need feeding every couple of hours, they need me here." Jacob sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"Miles, kiss Nicky and Hannah." He instructed and Miley obeyed easily. "Now give Nicky to Chris." Jacob coaxed and the teeny tiny baby was slowly eased into my arms. "There are three bottles each in the freezer if they get hungry, and Chris isn't going to let them out of his sight the entire time we're gone, are you?" He looked at me pointedly and I quickly agreed. "Are you ready to go now?"

"No." Miley pouted and Jacob sighed. "No more than three hours, right?" She asked in a small voice.

"Six." Jacob compromised and Miley shook her head, reaching for Hannah who was sleeping in the crib/playpen. "Miles, come on, it's only a few hours, and you know you have to learn to seperate sooner or later."

"I choose later." Miley muttered and I rolled my eyes. "They need me, Jacob."

END FLASHBACK

It had taken another fifteen minutes before Jake could get her to leave that night.

"I can sure as Hell try." Miley retorted with a slight scoff and I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, but then you end up with unprepared, too overly innocent kids who don't know what the Hell to do when they're sent out into the world."

"They're two and a half, I'm not sending them anywhere, let alone out into the world." Miley said defensively. "I've been out in that world, it's not a nice place to be and I'm not letting any of my kids go out there any time soon."

"Doesn't Draco start first grade in September?" I asked, furrowing my brow.

"I'll home school him." Miley replied petulantly. "How hard can it be? A-B-C, one-two-three, doe-ray-me. I can teach a six-year-old."

"Don't you need to have some licence or something for that?"

"Yeah, whatever, Chris, I called you to entertain me and take my mind off my possibly psychic toddler, not make me worry more." She grumbled and I rolled my eyes.

"You're the celebrity, not me, Miles." I pointed out and I could practically hear her scowling through the phone.

"Shut up, Dork." Miley muttered before hanging up and I laughed. Not even a minute after Miley hung up my phone rang again and I answered without looking, putting it on speaker.

"Miley, just watch a movie or write a song or something." I said and there was silence on the other end.

"Uh... Mister Callea?" That was Cameron.

"Oh, hey, what's up, Kid?" I ammended and I could practically hear him rolling his eyes.

MACOB

Christopher C. Callea's Point Of View... Tuesday, June 16, 2015

"Uncle Chris!" Draco ran at me and launched himself into my arms before I could even register it. The kid was fast, and strong.

"Hey, little Dude." I grinned, ruffling his hair. "Where're Miley and Jake?" I asked, setting him down after a minute.

"Dunno." Draco shrugged, grabbing my hand and dragging me to the theatre room where the other four kids were watching a movie. "Watch Auntie Miley with us." He demanded and I noticed it was one of Miley's tours that had been taped for DVD. It was probably on for Hannah, she always liked to watch Miley perform after she had nightmares. Nicky prefered to just curled up in bed with his parents, though.

"Maybe later." I denied before leaving them to watch and going to find my sister and brother-in-law.

"Jacob, it's not normal, we have to find a way to stop it." Miley was saying and I followed her voice to the kitchen "What if it traumatizes her? She's my baby."

"It stopped with J.C, we just have to give it time, Mi." Jake soothed, but I knew by the sound of his voice that he was concerned too.

"J.C and Hannah are way different, Jay; vampires and shapeshifters." J.C's vissions had stopped when he was around three, around the time the last threat to the family was eliminated. John Stewart.

He had tried to kidnap Kyla from the beach one day; normal psychotic human doesn't really stand a chance against a pack full of shape shifters and two half vampires. J.C had been the first one to say something, he'd said that the bad person from his dreams was there and that sent Miley into a frenzy. Miley had seen into his dreams and knew who the 'bad person' was. By the time Paige, Jake and Miley found Kyla to get everyone out of there John already had her and was holding her. I swear I had never seen any of them so murderous as I did that day. Surprisingly it had been Jason who had risen out of the water behind the bastard and Kyla and had grabbed him from behind whilst Paige dashed in and took Kyla. Jason held him a headlock whilst Jacob literally grabbed John and told him that every ounce of pain he felt would never be enough justice for what he made Miley feel and he literally ripped off the bastards dick and balls right there. That blood-curdling scream had actually made Jacob smile before he let Paige and Jason have the bastard as a feast.

NO, I'm no dead. :P

I know I said I'd be finished with this SERIES before I went to the concert (that was AWESOME) on the 21st, but I only just finished this chapter today and I'm really sorry. Plus, the chapter sucks and I kept trying to write something better, but I couldn't.

NOW! Onto the concert... MILEY CYRUS!
It was the most awesome night of my entire life. I was in the 12th row which was so close to the stage. And I did take 2 videos, but they were on my phone and my phone couldn't video something two feet in front of it without making it blurry, and the sound is just this weird warbled sound. But, I did get a picture of the proverbial Gypsy Heart. The concert opened with Liberty Walk which is one of my absolute favourites, and Miley was absolutely awesome.
The only things that weren't absolutely PERFECT about it was that Miley seems to have run out of money for her costumes :P and she swore. I don't really like swearing; Miley swore 4 times at least. But, I am so willing to cry a river, build a bridge and get over it because it was the absolute best night of my life.

REVIEW!

XOXO
Miley-Girl

P.S: I'm changing my username to Miley Owns My Gypsy Heart... After the song Who Owns My Heart (another of my favourites) and Gypsy Heart because it's the concert I actually got to go to.