A/N: Ah! I am SUCH a bad author! No, you can't agree with me on that! I had so much work because it was the end of my first semester so PLEASE forgive me! I promise updates will becoming more often now! And if they don't I will give every single one of you a review to each one of your stories, unless you've written like fifty-three, if they are under ten stories and I will private message you a virtual fruit-basket! But I can't do that unless you review! Hint, hint! Okay, as you know I might delete His Best Girlfriend. I am so sorry to those of you who liked it, but it just doesn't work for me. Please don't be angry! This is the final chapter of Medicine-The Kind That's Hard To Swallow and after that I have a one-shot coming up, then the ante and post "Gotcha' ", and lastly a new story called "Mandy Always Laughs"! I hope you enjoy this! –Sniffle- I have worked so hard on this chapter –sob- so please don't flame me too hard. By the way, this is dedicated to rockinchick8. You are a rocking chick! Lol.
Xo,
BookWormX0X0
MILEY POV:
The light was blinding when I first opened my eyes. I tried to get up but found that I couldn't. I realized that two arms were wrapped around my stomach. Looking up I gazed into the face Nicholas Jonas. Guilt gnawed at my stomach when I saw his face was tear-stained and slightly puffy. A bloody cloth lay on the floor and his face was twitching. I kissed his nose and watched as he opened his eyes and smiled.
"Morning." He whispered.
"Morning." I replied.
"Last night was…eventful wasn't it?" He asked softly.
"I'm sorry, Nick. I never meant for you to take it this way. I just didn't want my Dad to die. For Pete's sake he was lying in the middle of the road! But I hurt you and I regret it. Please don't be angry with me. Please don't." I begged, my voice cracking.
He took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Miley."
My heart broke instantly.
"I'm sorry, but maybe we should just be friends?" He suggested.
I fought back tears and I tried to smile.
"Y-yeah, s-sure. I-I u-understand. I-I a-agree. B-bye." I stuttered and left the room, bumping into Joe in the hallway.
"Whoa. What's wrong Miley?" he asked, for I had already started to cry.
"I'm going…somewhere." And I pushed past him and ran out of the house.
JOE POV:
I knew something was wrong with Miley. After she ran I jumped in my car and followed her. She finally stopped running and sat down on a bench in the park. She cried for about an hour and then ran away again. I didn't have the heart to follow her, so I just sat there, wondering what went wrong.
MILEY POV:
I ran into my room, throwing every single picture of Nick and I down on the ground. Breaking the glass, ripping the posters and pictures. Every single gift from him was thrown into the garage. I didn't care if they all broke when they hit the ground. I was sick of loving people and then having them break my heart. I was not planning on falling for anyone else for a long time.
"You're on my heart just like a tattoo. I'll always have you…" My phone rang. It was Nick. Joe's ring was "If I Had $1,000,000", Lilly's was "Who Knew?" Kevin's was "Teardrops On My Guitar", and everyone else's was "No One."
"Hello?" I asked, my voice cold.
"Hey Miley, it's Nick." He greeted me.
"Yeah, so? What do you want?" I spat.
"Wow…um, I just called to let you know that all of your stuff was moved in today." I could tell he was surprised at my tone of voice.
"Whatever. I'll be over later." I said.
"Okay. Bye!" He said slowly.
I hung up on him. I needed to change my look. No more "Smiley Miley." I dialed the extremely familiar seven numbers in my cell phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey Lil', it's me. I need your help. Will you come over?" I asked.
"Sure! I'll be over in…oops! Lilly in 10!" She shouted. I ran to the door and opened it, revealing my blond best friend.
"Sit down." I instructed, and I told her the whole thing. Her eyes widened and I burst into tears when I finished. She hugged me, and I soon stopped crying.
"Let's go shopping! Bye, preppy Miley and hello Goth!" she shrieked. I laughed.
"Lilly, I can dress Goth around you and Oliver but I can't act like it around you two. Okay?" I begged.
"Yes! Thank you! I was worried I was going to have a best friend who joined alliances with " 'The Cracker!' " Lilly cheered. At the mention of the bully's name, we shuddered.
LILLY POV:
We finally arrived at the mall. I felt really bad for Miley, and really mad at Nick. But I was extremely glad that I wasn't going to have a permanently punk best friend.
"Let's start with Hot Topic." I suggested. She nodded and we went in. After that, we got some Converse, we went to Abercrombie, and last we got her some makeup, jewelry and a little more elegant clothing for parties and such.
"Do you want to come over to my house to try all of your new stuff on?" I asked, kind of sadly.
She laughed. "My stuff? Lilly this is enough clothing to dress all of South Africa! Do you really think I wouldn't share it with you?"
"EEEEP!!!" I screeched. I started happy dancing and all of the people in the mall started staring at me. Some even drew their children away from me! Gasp. Scoff! But I didn't care!
I practically flew out of the mall with Miley at my heels and my Mom drove us back to our house. My mom already knew Miley's problem so it was okay.
We ran up to my room and burst in the door. Miley had about five bags and so did I. My mom carried about three bags. She set them down in my room and left for a meeting.
Hours later we had split the clothing evenly and Miley was dressed. She had dark, long skinny jeans, a black halter top, and a black skull-print hoodie. For makeup she had a light lip gloss, and a lot of eyeliner. She was wearing a black skull bracelet with matching earrings and necklace. On her feet were black flip-flops and we had painted her fingernails and toenails black.
"Miley you look fabulous!" I gasped. She blushed and then seemed to think better of it.
"Whatever." She replied, and she rolled her eyes.
"Is that good?" She asked nervously.
"It's perfect! You'll be great." I assured her. "But no chewing of the lip! It makes you look coy." Miley nodded and stopped immediately.
We walked back to her house and packed her new clothes and accessories in two suitcases. Miley hid her teddy-bear in her biggest suitcase.
I knocked on the door and Joe answered. "M-Miley? L-Lilly? What are you guys doing here?"
"I'm staying with you guys…remember?" Miley coaxed.
"Oh, right." Joe stammered. "You guys can come in." He chuckled nervously and led us past him.
"The guestroom is right next to Nick's room." He told us.
"Thanks! Bye!" I said and Miley and I walked to her new room. We got her settled in and then my Mom called, saying that I had to go back home; it was dinner time.
"Ugh. I have to go home for dinner. Bye Miles!" I said.
"Dang it. Bye Lils." She hugged me and I left.
MILEY POV:
I walked to the table and sat down next to Mom Jonas. She didn't look surprised. She exchanged a knowing look with Dad Jonas and he smiled. She quickly excused herself and came back with a piece of paper. She handed it to me. I read her small, neat cursive.
Miley-
Dad and I aren't stupid. . Nick was though, for breaking up with you—My eyes widened in terror and she motioned for me to go on reading. A mother always knows. I did exactly the same thing when Dad broke up with me. Don't worry, we won't tell.
Xo,
Mom.
I sighed and smiled in relief. Thank you. I mouthed. They nodded and smiled. Frankie waltzed in.
"Yay! It's dinner time! And—ah!" Frankie screamed when he saw me. "What happened to Miley?"
"Frankie, it is Miley. I'm just different." I told him.
"Oh. But you're still nice?" He asked. I turned to Mrs. Jonas for help and she nodded.
"Yes, of course sweetie. I would never be mean to you." I picked out my words carefully.
"Mom! We're home!" Nick, Kevin, and Joe appeared in the doorway. Joe had seen me earlier, but he was still shocked. Kevin looked at me, appalled, but Nick screamed. His eyes were huge and he freaked out.
"What happened to you? What is this? Who's Miley now? Where's Miley? What have you done to yourself?" He shouted.
"What? Um, well, I—I'll be upstairs." I whispered, pushing past Nick and running out of the room.
I willed myself not to cry. I half-smiled when I heard the Jonas family yelling at Nick.
"Nick! You were being mean! I was just going to ask this new, sexy, Miley to be my girlfriend!" Frankie whined.
"That was so not cool, dude, so not cool!" Joe and Kevin were standing up for me! That was sweet.
"Nicholas Jonas! That was a cruel and insensitive thing to do! She is struggling with so much right now and you just had to add to the pile, didn't you?" Mom Jonas inquired angrily.
"I agree with your mother." Dad Jonas added.
20 minutes later I heard a knock on my door.
"Come in." I answered.
Mom Jonas sat on the edge of my bed.
"Well, for a punk you sure know how to hold in your tears well." She remarked softly.
"Miley, I'm sorry Nick was being that way. You're upset, so why don't you just ignore him?" She suggested.
"Yeah. I don't think people like me tend to forgive that easily." I agreed. Mom J. laughed.
"I agree, honey, I agree." She said.
She kissed the top of my head and left the room, leaving me to ponder things.
I curled up in my bed and fell asleep, crying softly, so no one would hear.
The next morning I woke up, yawned and stretched. I heard yet another knock on my door.
"Who is—…"I began
"EEEP!" I knew it was Lilly so I opened the door.
"Joe-hottie-Jonas asked me out!" She screamed.
"You know I'm right behind you!" Joe pointed out.
"As of now I really don't care!" She screamed again.
"I believe I have finally found someone crazy enough to love me. Ah who am I kidding, they all love me." Joe boasted.
He joined Lilly, screaming like a girl at the top of his lungs. They danced and shouted.
"Hey, you guys I love you both but would you mind taking all of this cheer and moving it out of my room?" I protested.
They shrugged and left. I could hear their noise all the way down the stairs.
"Mom! We're going to the park!" Joe shouted. "And then I'm going to ask Lilly to marry me!"
Apparently she nodded because they slammed the door behind them. Expectedly I could hear their screams even after they had left the house. I got up and went downstairs.
"Would it be alright if I went into the swimming pool?" I asked Mom Jonas.
"Sure, Honey. You do whatever you'd like." She said.
"Thank you!" I went upstairs and changed into a black bikini and flip-flops. I grabbed the beach towel Mom had given me, not missing the fact that it was black and white. I went out to the poolside and put on some sunscreen. I decided to leave my hair down. I took off my shoes and dived into the warm water. When I emerged I realized wretchedly that I had broken the necklace Nick gave me for my fifteenth birthday. It was my favorite thing in the world.
"No, oh no!" I cried. All of my tears that I had held in came pouring out. Flooding my cheeks with salty water I swam to the steps of the pool and buried my face in my hands, sobbing.
"Why? Why does this always have to happen to me? It's not fair!" I wailed. I walked to the middle of the pool, my cries not stopping. I didn't notice someone else slip into the pool and swim quietly behind me as I cried.
I felt two arms wrap around my waist. They were too familiar. I wanted to stay with him, to make him fall in love with me again but it wasn't true. It wouldn't happen.
"Please Nick. Please just go away." I pleaded.
"What? But I—and we…I'm your friend?" He stammered, embarrassed, his sentence coming out as more of a question.
"Please just leave me alone!" I shouted, sobbing.
He stood there, confused and I got out of the pool and grabbed my towel. Throwing on my black cover-up and sandals, I ran out of the house, tears still dominating my eyes.
I didn't exactly know where I was running, but I didn't stop. I just followed my feet. Step-by-step I just kept running. I didn't want to stop. Finally I found myself back at the Jonas house. I had run around and around and I finally stopped.
I went upstairs and saw my lunch on a tray. I sat down and slowly took a bite out of my salad. I was still upset, still softly weeping. I didn't want to go to sleep so I took out my I-pod and randomly pressed a song.
Ironically what song did I press? The music filled my ears and I was so distraught that I couldn't turn it off.
She was all I ever wanted
She was all I ever needed and more
She walked out my door
Yeah she went away
Broke my heart in two
Left me standing here
Singing all these blues
Yeah
You left without a single word
Not even sorry
It might have hurt worse to hear you say
I'm leaving goodbye
But your smile still makes my heart sing
Another sad song
I can't forget it
Won't regret it
'Cuz I'm still in love with you
We had fun under the sun
Then when winter came she'd be my angel
We were so in love
Then she went away
Broke my heart in two
Left me standing here
Singing all these blues
Yeah
You left without a single word
Not even sorry
It might have hurt worse to hear you say
I'm leaving goodbye
But your smile still makes my heart sing
Another sad song
I can't forget it
Won't regret it
'Cuz I'm still in love with you
I don't know what hurts worse baby
Seeing you with him
Or being alone, on my own
No, he doesn't love you baby
Not like I did
Oh what's the point?
You're not listening
Anyway...
You left without a single word
Not even sorry
It might have hurt worse to hear you say
I'm leaving goodbye
But your smile still makes my heart sing
Another sad song
I can't forget it
Won't regret it
'Cuz I'm still in love with…
You left without a single word
Not even sorry
It might have hurt worse to hear you say
I'm leaving goodbye
But your smile still makes my heart sing
Another sad song
I can't forget it
Won't regret it
'Cuz I'm still in love with you
I couldn't stop sobbing. I wanted to, oh so desperately did I want to! But I couldn't bring myself to do it. I remembered all those times he told me how lucky he was to have me, all those times he said he loved me.
"This isn't fair!" I said softly. "I don't understand what happened. I don't understand how we went wrong. Perhaps I never will, perhaps I never will."
I heard a soft knock at the door. Oh, NO! I thought. Why must Nick follow me everywhere?
"Um…no one's…home?" I tried. I sighed. "Fine, come in if you must."
The door opened and Nick walked in. I kept my face pressed to my pillow, a small wet circle forming where I had cried.
"Miley?" I felt the bed dip where he sat down. "Miley, what's wrong?" he asked gently.
My head whipped around angrily. "Are you kidding me? You know exactly what's wrong, Nicholas! You know exactly what's wrong because you've been part of it for the last twenty-four hours of my life. You know every single detail about what's wrong and just to rub it in you're asking me right now!" I accused.
"What do you mean?" He was confused. He reached out to touch my hand. I jerked it away.
"Don't touch me! Why are you here?" I spat venomously.
"I want to know why you're upset." He told me.
"You already know! You know that you know! I know that you know! Every single human being knows that you know why I'm upset! And you're just—you're just—you're just not strong enough to admit it." My voice diminished to a whisper, but lost none of its fury.
"Miley! You're not acting like a good friend. I'm trying to be one!" He exclaimed.
"I don't want to be a good friend! I don't want to be your friend at all!" I burst into tears.
"I don't want to be friends. I don't want to!" I sobbed.
"Why not? Miley we were best friends before." He protested.
"Yeah, before. It's not the same!" I cried.
Nick was on the verge of tears. I buried my face in my hands and rocked back and forth on the floor as I wept.
I felt two arms wrap around me and hoist me in the air.
"Dude, whatever you've done to her you hurt her too much. She's been taking this pain but you broke up with her!" Joe's voice was angry; I could almost see his scowl.
"Miley, it's okay. Nick just doesn't deserve you. He doesn't understand how to love you. At least not like I do." Joe's lips met mine in a powerful kiss.
"Joe, you're dating Lilly." I told him.
"Actually no, I'm not. We decided to just stay friends. She likes Oliver and I can't really imagine kissing her." He told me.
"Okay." I said. I always knew Lilly had a thing for Oliver. But did I actually have a thing for Joe?
"Miley, will you please be my girlfriend?" Joe asked me.
"Of course." My lips moved automatically, I didn't even think about it. At least Joe won't break my heart.
I heard a sound behind me. Nick's fist was moving in the air. WHAM! Just like the dream, except I threw myself in front of Joe. I couldn't move. Every inch of me was hurting. Every inch of me was broken, just because he hit me, just because he didn't care.
"Wait, no!" I heard Nick's voice break as I fell to a ground. I heard a shatter, I heard Joe cursing, but all above that was Nick's sobbing. All above that was Nick's sobbing.
A/N: I LOVE THIS CHAPTER! Well of course I do, it's mine! But don't you love that sensation that you get when something really sweet or amazing or fluffy or mainly Niley-related happens? It's just this flutter in your stomach! I just got it! I have never really gotten it in any of my other stories so I'm excited! Also I am so sorry, I lied. I actually don't think/believe (healthy word choice :P!) that I lied in the bad kind of way. And yes, you're right of course I'm not going to end the story here! I want to keep going with this! By the way, this is my longest chapter so I would appreciate if you didn't give me such mean flames! I'm not saying that you do, but if you hate this story than stop reading it! Okay I need a later love interest for Joe (well duh I wasn't going to change it to Moe! Or maybe I will) or maybe Nick…it's actually possible! I might just insert myself in and date Nick! No, I don't exactly think that's going to happen! Well, at least not in this story! But you have to be okay with whatever Jonas Brother I pair you with! Then next chapter I'll have a drawing for Kevin! I would appreciate it most greatly (weird grammar lol.) if you filled this out with YOUR own hobbies and etc., not a made up characters! You can if it's absolutely necessary, but please inform me! You can just copy and past this into your review!:
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