A/N: hiya readers! :] So I've decided that I wanted to try something different so from now on I'm going to include parts where I will show you things from Nick or Miley's point of view so you can understand it all a bit better. Also I must warn you this chapter had really emotional content and no, I'm NOT DEPRESSED or a cutter I just know some people who were and it's a touchy subject for me and I wanted to add certain things in this chapter to try to enforce awareness.
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Previously…
"The fact that I tell you everything but you wont even let me pick you up at your house! Annoyed at the fact that you went to some preppy jerk when you needed some one instead of your ONLY FRIEND!!!!!" he was yelling now and tears started to prick Miley's eyes. She didn't need this, not now but that didn't stop Oliver's words from stinging as much as they did.
Thoughts of fear entered Miley's body, she began to shake. The only time she was yelled at was if a beating was in her future. The hot unforgiving liquid spilled out of her eyes like the beads of water coming out of Niagara Falls. They started to hit the floor and sobs started to wrack her small body. She was broken now and there was no turning back so she just cried.
Nick heard gut wrenching sobs immerse themselves into the air from within the kitchen and quickly ran to meet the noise. Miley had stood against the wall and slid down, she had her knees tight to her chest and she was a wreck of messy hair and puffy eyes but to Nick she looked beautiful. not that he'd admit it.
Nick rushed over to the broken girl and sat beside her, his back against the cold wall of the kitchen and his arm sliding around her shaking body. "hey, what happened?" Nick asked whispering to the sobbing girl. he only just meet her and he knew his popularity would be jeopardized by doing this for her but he had to. it was like she was magnet and he was the only particle of iron in the cold earth. there was some crazy pull the he couldn't explain. he thought about it and decided that if he was on a completely different planet and they never meet before there would still be that pull and it would take him over, bringing him out of space and leading him to her. Nick was a strong believer in the fact that everyone you meet, you meet for a reason. Nick was sure that his reason for knowing Miley was to heal her. He wanted to be her glue, the thing that can bring every ripped up piece of her heart together so it fit like a perfect puzzle. and now that Nick knew his reasons he was determined to complete this task and make Miley Ray Stewart able to stand on her own and be one whole person for the first time since she was twelve.
"Ol-Ol-Ol-Oliver" was all Miley could muster before the sobs took control of her body all over again.
Miley's POV (A/N: I'm trying something new and letting you see into Nick/Miley's minds)
I had no control over anything anymore. I was sitting on freaking Nick Gray's kitchen floor!!!! crying my eyes out over my best friend, or should I say ex-best friend. I mean I've only known Nick for a few weeks only really for a few hours!! and now I'm on his floor with his strong arm around my small shaking shoulder. I honestly don't know what happened, I didn't want to break like this, I never did, but something about him just seems so…right. I felt comfort for the first time and for someone like me that's so, new.
an hour passed. I was still sitting on the kitchen floor, knees tight to my chest and Nick at my side. I started to finally calm down, and Nick noticed.
"Hey Miley, what happened?" he asked and looked at me with something in his eyes. I couldn't identify what it was and I scared me to death. I felt like I didn't have a choice but to run from the fear I was now experiencing. what I saw in his eyes was a glimmer that brought back past memories it was, I don't even remember the name for the feeling come to think of it.
Normal POV
Miley shot up like a gun and broke from Nick's grasp. She winced from the pain coming from her cuts and bruises, but ignored it. She put one foot firmly in front of the other and raced for the stairs. There was new tears coming out of her eyes from the pain but these tears were silent and she thanked god for it. but still none the less silent or loud the hot salty water rushed down her cheeks and burned with so much emotion it was painful. painful for Miley to show this much feeling.
She reached the steps and heard Nick's voice behind her. "Miley! Miley! Wait what happened??!?!" nick screamed but his words hit the wall that Miley just built back up and bounced off like a rubber bouncy ball and hit Nick right back.
Miley ran up the steps with Nick behind her trying to reach her but he could never keep up, she was too fast for him, she had experience with these issues like no one on earth should have, but lets not talk about that now. She got to the top of the stairs and ran to the first room she could find. She ripped open the door and slammed it shut.
The noise shook the whole house and then I became silent. The last noise heard was Miley locking the door to the room she escaped into.
the room that was going to hold the pain, the emotions, and the cries for help.
Miley's eyes darted around the room trying to determine who's room she was in. it was Joe's room she figured out due to the fact that the words 'Joe is da bomb' were written on the walls. Miley would of rolled her eyes at Joe's cockiness but she didn't care at that moment she didn't care about life let alone a bigheaded football player. (Joe not nick)
Miley walked over to the bed and sat on the floor with her back leaning on the bed. Emotions flooded the room suffocating Miley. Her breaths became shortened and more needed as the wall seemed to close in on her. It was as if every breath she took in didn't reach her lungs and left her gasping for air begging the silence to give her some comfort, but It only gave her fear.
Miley was scared, 'What was that expression in his eyes?' 'Why am I here?' 'Why doesn't anyone love me?' those were the questions flooding Miley's thoughts as she got up and started looking around for something.
Miley dug threw every draw and then her search came to an abrupt stop when her eyes landed on what she was looking for. A single razor blade.
Miley's breath got cut in her throat and she started gasping again. She sank back down the wall and brought the blade to her writs. She shut her eyes as tight as they would go and moved the blade so it rested on her writs. In a single fast movement she drew it to the side leaving a fresh cut. The blood oozed out of the cut giving Miley the strange feeling of relinquishing all of her problems in the think metallic crimson liquid. Miley opened her eyes and cried on the floor, razor blade to her left and blood writs to her right.
Nick's POV
Maybe I showed her too much, maybe I scared her off but I couldn't help it. The way she makes me feel, its like……I cant explain it. She makes me feel……alive. Alive is the only way to explain it the sensation, the butterflies, and the way my heart ached when I saw her the other day on the street. it was like when your driving down a hill, when you go over the highest point for a split second you feel like your stomach is in your throat. its an amazing feeling that I get when ever I'm around Miss Miley Stewart.
I could see the pain and the raw fear fill her eyes as she ran away. She locked herself in Joe's room and now here I stand on the other side of the door. All I can hear is her sobs and some rummaging. In truth it scares me to think about what she might be doing right now so I'm knocking on the door and pleading for her to open, but it feels like all I'm doing is pleading to the silence. "Come on Miley!! Please open up!!! Tell me what just happened!!! I'm not going to hurt you!!!
In return all I got was the sound of silence and sobs. I ran down the hall and into Frankie's room to get his lock picking kit that he got for the holidays last year. It was out in the middle of the room and I tore threw it all until I found the pick that fit the locks on the doors in my house.
I ran straight back to the door of Joe's room and shoved the pick in the keyhole and started to jiggle it around unlocking the door. I pushed it open and revealed a sight I wish I'd never have to see because I broke my heart, into a million pieces.
Miley was sitting with her back to Joe's bed sobbing. There was fresh blood on the floor and I looked up a bit only to see Miley's wrist and a razor blade lying next to it.
I wasted no time getting over to her. I wrapped my arms tight around her body and let her cry into my chest. my shirt was soaking up all of the pain and the salt coming out of her eyes.
Normal POV
Miley looked up after a few more minutes of crying. Nick's arms were tight around her and I gave her a weird feeling of safety that she wasn't used to but this time she didn't run. She was too scared to run. Too scared to leave the only feeling of comfort she's ever had. she was even too scared to blink, she was scared at the thought that if she'd dare close her eyes Nick would disappear and she'd be back in the hell hole she called home with nothing but darkness to keep her company.
"Why Miley?" was Nicks simple question but it had a million answers.
"I was scared. I've been hurt so many time and you've managed to break threw all of the walls that I've had up since I was freaking twelve! And it scared me! I'm not some one you want to be with because when you leave just like everyone else always does I wont be ok! And I just cut myself a minute ago because I'm not loved! I have no real family! My brothers never there! My aunt hits me! My best friend hates me! And I can't stand life! I'm broken and I Can't be put back together!!" Miley screamed in between sobs that shook her body enough to break a bone.
"Miley-" nick started but was cut off by Miley.
"Just leave me alone!!" she screamed and then completely broke down crying.
Nick wrapped his arms around her tightly and kissed the top of her head. Tears reached the pink brim of her eye lids and spilled over, tears also escaped out of his eyes as well, just from seeing how broken she was. "No, I'll never leave you! Never Miley! I'm hear to stay!" he said as sobs broke threw his pink lips and into the air.
The two of them sat on Joe's bedroom floor, Nick's arms holding onto Miley with all the strength he had and Miley sobbing uncontrollably.
The only thing that Miley knew was true at this point was that Nick was her knight in shining armor who came to rescue her from the fear, but most importantly the silence.
A/N: hey guys! Sorry that that was so depressing but I needed to write a chapter like this so you could see how broken Miley really was and how Nick really did break down some walls.
I hope you all liked it and if you thought It was too sad I can promise it will get happier at some point :]
I had to re-write this chapter 12 times no joke!
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