The sun was just starting to rise as a very tired Nick watched. He hadn't slept since Miley had come banging on his door. How could he sleep? The love of his life was a hysterical wreck and he had no idea why. So he just laid there with her in his arms, fast asleep, as he softly stroked her hair.

His mind raced with worries. There were endless possibilities as to why Miley was so upset. He just hoped that it wasn't life threatening. Nick was so taken back by the scene. That was the first time he had ever seen Miley like that…just so helpless.

All night he just held her as she shook with sobs. His heart broke realizing that there was nothing that he could but hold her. Hold her and never let go. Eventually she fell asleep but unfortunately he did not. Which leads back to-how could he sleep in a moment like that?

Detangling himself from her, Nick quietly exited the room and walked to the kitchen. He began making breakfast, he still had a kid to feed ya know.

As he cracked the eggs, mixed them, then poured them onto the sizzling pan, he couldn't stop his mind from making up the worst assumptions. He just shook his head and popped some bread into the toaster and began setting the table.

Every time Miley stayed over, which was happening quite frequently in the past month, he added one more place setting, which felt quite nice to do. The three of them had breakfast together and enjoyed every second of the laughter that escaped their lungs and filled the air.

After finishing setting the table, he turned around to be greeted with a sleepy Jonah, who was rubbing his eye with his small fist.

Nick smiled and helped into a chair, "Morning bud."

"Morning," Jonah yawned.

Nick ruffled Jonah's hair then went to fill his son's plate.

"Woah! You look terrible," Jonah said, making Nick whip around.

Nick's eyes widened for a second but quickly returned to normal without anyone noticing. He had to admit, Miley didn't look her best with smeared mascara, puffy eyes, and a rat nest for hair but she was still the most beautiful woman in the world to him.

"Jonah!" Nick spat.

"Sorry," Jonah mumbled, looking down.

"It's ok," miley giggled, taking a sit. She took the hair tie from around her wrist and pulled her hair up into a bun.

"Someone's feeling better," Nick said, placing Jonah's plate in front of him.

Miley just nodded as her smile slowly faded remembering what happened. Nick noticed but decided not to press on the subject since Jonah was present.

After breakfast, Jonah went into the living room to watch the morning cartoons, leaving Miley and Nick alone.

Miley stayed seated and picked her nails as Nick loaded the dishwater. She was nervous that Nick would ask what last night was about. Who was she kidding, of course he would but she just hadn't thought of an excuse yet. Of course she wasn't going to tell Nick about the drugs. Demi was still her best friend and just because they had a fight didn't mean she was going to back stab her.

Nick turned and faced her. He just studied her. The way she was in deep thought and always picked at her fingernails when she was nervous. He always noted the little things because that what made Miley, Miley.

Nick pulled at chair out from beside Miley and scooted it closer to her as he sat. He slowly grabbed both of her hands and rubbed the back of them with the pad of his thumbs, "What happened last night?" he whispered.

Miley looked up, searching his eyes. Could she lie to him? Was she capable of doing that? But it wasn't that big of deal right? She would help Demi get clean and no one would ever have to know. And that's what she planned to do, "It's nothing," she began, "Demi and I- eh, aren't really on the best of terms right now, that's all," she finished with a slight smile, trying to reassure him.

"Are you sure?" Nick asked, seeming like there was something more.

"Yea," she breathed.

Meanwhile, Mr. Carter sat in his office, at home, as his personal doctor came for his weekly check up. Everything seemed be going normally. They went through the routine and he waited for the results which would end in "Everything looks fine."

Doctor Robison checked over the results of the tests that he took on the last check up. They had run some blood tests that Robison had taken with him to the hospital. He read over them many times then looked up at Mr. Carter then back down at the tests.

"I have some bad news," Doctor Robinson started, "The benign tumors have developed into malignant tumors. Now we can do surgery to remove them but the chances are very high that they will grow back. Also you have lost a sizable amount of weight over the past month. There was also blood found in your stool sample which is not a good sign," he paused and sat the papers that were in his hands on Mr. Carters desk, "The cancer is worsening faster then anyone thought. As a friend, I suggest that you tell the people who are closest to you. I will be visiting more often now and soon we will have to do this stuff in the hospital."

After Doctor Robison left, Mr. Carter sat silently in his office. The only thing-well the only person running through his mind was Miley. How could he leave her? How was he going to tell her? He knew he had to, there was no denying that but it was just so hard. He decided he would tell her, not now, but he would.

"I need some more, like now," Demi said urgently. She stood behind Katy looking into the mirror.

"I just gave you some," Katy stated, turning in her chair.

"But I need more," A desperate Demi pressed on.

The blonde sighed, "Fine," she raised her hands in the air, "But your just going to have to wait until our shifts are over tonight. You can come with me to pick it up."

"Anything is fine as long as I get it tonight," Demi stated blankly, walking off.

"Where are we going," Demi whispered, as her and Katy walked down a dark alley.

Their shifts had just ended and now they were walking down a long dark alley way. There were rats everywhere and you had to watch your every step. Demi hung close by the blonde in front of her when she heard creepy noises. She squinted her eyes from all of the fog drifting through the air.

Suddenly, Demi came to a holt as Katy stopped in front of silver, metal door, that looked anything but brand new. She listened as Katy knocked twice, then twice again, and then just once. The door swung open and revealed a tall, red headed man, with many tattoo's.

"Hey Curtis," Katy said, stepping passed him.

Demi stayed close behind, trying to avoid eye contact with the scary man beside her.

"Hey! Look it's Katy!" Another man with a tattooed covered body said as they walked into a room with a bunch of guys and a few girls who were lunged around. They either had alcohol to their lips, drugs going up their nostrils, or smoke traveling out of their mouths.

"Hey guys," Katy took seat on the floor in front of a wooden table and began making lines of cocaine, "This is Demi," she bluntly stated and pulled Demi down by her side.

Some mumbled "hey". Demi looked around at the what seemed to be a run down place. They all looked scary, especially the guys. One in particular she thought. A man who sat in a rather large chair. He had dark hair that was surprisingly nicely cut but still ruffed up. He had tattoos up and down his arms, she was sure there were more though. She tried looking away from him but he just kept staring at her.

"What's someone like you taking drugs for?" The mysterious man asked.

Demi didn't know what to do so she just shrugged.

"Leave her alone Jesse," Katy warned, then looked over at Demi and shook her head.

"Shut up bitch!" he snarled, "The girl can speak for herself." he turned his attention back to Demi, who was fiddling with her hands, "So…"

"I just- It….helps me escape everything," she stuttered.

Jesse just smirked, not taking his eyes off of her. He planned on keeping her around as long as he could.

After making love that night, Nick and Miley were cuddled up together with a white sheet around their naked bodies. Miley drew imaginary shapes on his bare chest with a soft smile on her lips. She then place a lingering kiss on the heart she just made then placed her arm across his chest, leaned her chin on it and looked up at him.

"You're beautiful," Nick whispered, kissing her nose.

Miley giggled, "Thanks,"

"I mean it," he stated seriously, "You are the most beautiful woman in the world. Inside and out. I don't know what I would do without you."

Miley smiled, "I love you," She crashed their lips together, now sitting up and straddling him. She firmly placed both of her palms on his chest, making Nick groan.

Pulling away, their chest were heaving heavily. Miley placed her forehead onto his, "I hope we can stay like this forever," she whispered, closing her eyes.

Nick placed his hand onto her cheek, "Nothing is going to break us apart, ok?"

Miley smiled, then kissed him again.

Everything was going change. For everyone and no one can stop it but can they stay strong?

Review Please! :D Sorry for the wait :( Hope this makes up for it! I hope you guys are prepared for alot of "drama" in the upcoming chapters! It gets alot more interesting, TRUST ME! So I hope you'll stick around :)