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"I think you are strong enough, I know you can," he said.
"But how do you know?" I asked.
"This is a story for another time C'mon, let's go to the airport, all our stuff is in the rental car," He left a 20 on the table and we left.
"You are going to love Chicago," He told me, smiling as we took our luggage out of the car and headed inside.
"I bet I will," I said.
We grabbed my ticket and we were stopped by this young girl.
"Excuse me!" She ran right up infront of us.
"Hello," Phil gave a smile to the little girl.
She was soo excited, it looked like he had made her day.
"Would you pwease take a piwcturwe wif me? I am youwr biggewst fan!" She smiled.
"Of course!" He went with her to see her family, hte mom had trouble working the camera and kept taking video's it was hilarious.
"Where are you guys headed?" Phil asked the father.
"Canada," he had answered.
"Why? Canada sucks!" Phil said to them.
"just our yearly vaction," The mom said.
"Enjoy yourselves," Phil said, and we started walking to the place to board.
Then unexpectedly he turned around.
"Anybody who just saw that DO NOT ask me who I am," He yelled, and we continued boarding the plane.
"What was that about?" I asked as we sat down in our first class seats.
"It seems like everytime, something like that happens, people like to bother me and rudely too, so I jsut make sure to let them know to fuck off," he winked at me.
I laughed, it was suprising how relaxed I was around him.
I looked around and everybody was starring at us, I felt so vulnerable, They are probably thinking how ugly I am, or think about how fat I am.
I looked around people were still starring.
I shouldn't make these people look at me, I am too ugly.
"Mira whats wrong?" Phil asked me.
"Everybody is starring," I said to him.
"That's okay, let them who cares what they think?" he asked me.
"They are probably thinking about how ugly I am," I told him, I had never felt comfortable admitting that to anybody before, it was amazing how much I felt I could trust him.
He shook his head at me. "You are far from ugly, you are beautiful," he wrapped his arm around me.
"Thank you," I sighed.
When we got to his house in Chicago, we sat on the couch channel surfing.
He started lifting up my sleeve to reveal my wrists.
"Mira, I want you to trust me," he said, I stared at his tatto'd hand.
"Why did you hurt yourself?" He asked me, lifting up my sleeve some more.
"Because, I hurt so bad inside, and when i cut..." I swallowed back tears.
"I can concentrate on the pain on my skin instead of the pain in my heart" I felt a tear run down my face i swiped it away.
"I hear what they say, the Diva's, most of the superstars, i hear it when they think I don't, the names.. I know I don't deserve the oportunity I've been given, and so do they.." I stopped and looked at him, actually looked at him.
He was wearing a wifebeater which perfectly revealed all his Tatto's, the flowers, his pepsi sign.
"I want ot help you get through this, I want you to know something, When I do those B.A star campaigns, I'm not kidding when I say I was bullied my whole life. I know how you feel, I feel a need to help you because I think if i don't I couldn't live with myself," He said wipping tears from my face.
"Thats Terrible," Was all I could say.
"I know, but Mira, honestly I can only help you if you want my help," He told me taking my hand.
" I do, and to be honest being around you... I am already feeling better," I told him.
"I'm glad," he moved in and kissed me. I was shocked he had only done this once before.
I kissed him back, It felt weird to be kissing somebody again...this continued for a while when there was a knock on the door.
"I'll go get it," I said going to get up.
"Okay," he said.
I walked to the door opening it, when I seen a tall muscular man standing before me.
"Hey! Is Punk home?" He asked me.
"Hey Scott!" Phil came up behind me.
I moved out of the way feeling shy.
"Whats up?" Phil asked.
"I guess your not gunna invite me in eh?" Scott had asked.
"nah man I'm too much of an ass, No I'm just kidding come in," he moved so Scott could come in and he closed the door.
"Scott this is Mira," Phil wrapped his arm around me.
"Hello Mira," He went to shake my hand, I flinched away, then looked at him and shook his hand.
"Nice to meet you," I said i continued eyeing him.
"You too Hun," He smiled warmly at me, the name hun haunted me.
"Watch my girl Scott," Phil laughed as we walked back into the living room.
"My apologies," Scott sat accross from us.
"You staying for supper?" Phil asked Scott.
"Why the hell not? What are we having?" Scott asked.
"I can go make something," I said shyly.
"No , I ordered a pizza while you were changing, it should be here soon," Phil told me.
"I'll be right back," I got up and walked to the guest room i was staying in.
I grabbed my cell Phone, six missed calls.
I called the number.
"Hello Mirabelle," I heard a scary husky voice answer.
"Stop calling me," I said feircley into the phone.
"Why?" He asked me, I could hear hiim chuckle.
"because I can protect myself now!" I whispered in an angry tone.
"I see you on TV every Monday night sweet heart, its all fake you can't do a damn thing," His voice making chills run down my spine.
"just leave me alone!" I said.
"Oh Mira you don't understand, I'm just waiting for the perfect moment to have you back," He said.
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" I yelled into the receiver, hoping to God Phil didn't hear me.
Phil POV
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" I heard mira yell.
"What the fuck," I got up and ran down the hallway to the guest room and saw Mira holding her Cell Phone to her head, she looked at me, the look on her face killed me inside almost more the her cuts did.
I ripped the phone out of her hand.
"Who the fuck is this!" I said into the receiver.
"Your worst nightmare," There was an evil chuckle, and all I heard was dial tone.
"what the hell!" Scott said standing in the doorway.
"I need to leave, I'm sorry," Mira tried to get past me I grabbed her by her tops of her arms.
"Who was that!" I demanded, she was shacking.
"I think I should leave, Phil the pizza is on the counter," Scott left us alone.
MIRA POV
"there is something very important I never told you," I said quietly.
"I'm waiting," he said.
"I've only had one boyfriend before you, and he was violent, and I put up with it for so long... and He is the re- re-reason I am always thinking such horrible things about myself," I told him.
'We are going to hunt down that bastard!" He promised me.
"he said he would find me!" I said panicking.
"he said he watched me every Monday on Raw, and that-" he cut me off.
" I don;t give a fuck about what he does, Youa re never leaving my side, I wont let him get you!" He pulled me into him.
'promise?" i asked him.
"I swear!" he hugged me tighter.
Just then a I heard a window smash.