A/N: The response was amazing, thank you to those who reviewed! Here is the next chapter... Lots of Love to Michelle, for editing.
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Guilt
Above a sloping hill in a small town, against the far edge of the town was a pier. Alone above the hill top, was a row of magnificent houses that lined the coast. From above, they could watch the raging water as the current ran against the edge, it was a mixture of calm and beauty. The vivid scenery could be seen beyond the glass panes of the homes. But in a single home made of glass, it was a place of refuge.
The large glass home was stretched with vast amount of glass paned windows. From wall to wall, the world outside the four walls could be viewed. It had been a months after seeing the house that Nick finally signed the papers. He knew the moment he stepped foot into the house that it would be his place of refuge. A place for his escape, to separate the world he came into at the tender age of 11, and the world he would like to call his own.
Throughout his musical career, he had reached the top. He had managed to set the bars on sold out tours, cd's, and did his part in select charities. And yet, he couldn't help but place the empty void he felt. The void that started as a small hole he had left on a broken heart. It was then, the guilt quickly took over. He watched her fall apart before his very eyes, the media attacking her day after day. But he stayed silent.
Never once had he voice out an opinion in her defense. And soon, she faded away from the public eye and he felt the guilt gnawing deep down inside of him. He remembered the time when he would see her pictures and feel the same guilt. The sparkle of innocence she once had faded away. And before he could even blink, she was gone. Leaving him behind, to deal with his reprobation. And slowly the passion he once felt for his love in music, dwindled away. He only saw the pain etched across her features that night they severed their ties, and walked away from each other. The single pained memory of her broken heart. He left her alone, in tears as the rain poured down on him. He let her slip away through his fingertips like the coarse of the grainy sand. Guilt was all he felt.
Slowly the world he once love, lost all meaning on the day she turned away from it all. He couldn't fit together the pieces of what went wrong. He tried to erase those memories by seeking comfort in someone else's arms, only to be reminded that he never felt such comfort before he met Miley. She was his all, and he couldn't help but blame himself for the pain that she may have had gone through. He gave up on their love because he wasn't ready to face the world with her by his side. His selfish acts tore her down, and as she finally fell while he watched her from the sidelines. The comparisons that was constantly ridiculed upon her, between all his new flings.
And slowly as the years faded away, he went in search for some refuge. A place where he could escape the memories and in hopes of finding some sense of calm. To allow himself to forget.
So as he pulled into the long stretched driveway, leading up to the magnificent glass house on the stunning pier. He reached his refuge, a place far away from the media's eye where he could find his sense of peace. Even if it was just for a little while.
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