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Shits gunna hit the fan.

We got into the car, it was very late maybe 11:30 or so.

I was still feeling self concious so I had my arms around my stomach, and I looked over at Phil who's nostrils were flaring as he grabbed hold of the steering wheel.

"Everything's going to be okay," I told him, taking one of my hands and putting it over his tatto'd one.

"No. I'm tired of everybody treating you like shit! Mira, I know how it feels to feel like shit! I was always bullied my whole life, I usually took it out in the ring, But you're too nice of a person to take it out on anybody, which is what I love about you, But Mira, I HATE the fact that you feel so,-" I cut him off.

"unwanted," I whispered lightly.

"Yes, but you see I want you, Kelly is your friend she wants to be around you but as far as im concerned everybody else can go right to hell because you don't deserve to be treated that way," He told me sternly.

"You know, my Ex Jackson... He never even told me this before..." I looked Phil in the eye, I was determined not to cry.

"He didn't and never will deserve someone as great as you," He pulled me into an awkward hug because his crappy car wasn't meant to hug in haha.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"Let's go to our hotel room, We have a signing tomorrow afternoon, but I think we could go shopping for you before that," He told me putting the car in drive and driving away.

"Sounds good to me," I replied putting my seatbelt over my body.

"Do you have a specific style?" He asked me. "I don't know anything about this but, I think girls usually have a style?" He said in a voice of so much confusion I laughed a little bit.

"I usually wear jogging pants and a baggy shirt, to hide," I admitted, it was hte first time I admitted that to anybody.

"But the clothes that scott brought me, I really like," I finished.

"So did I, so we will hit those stores tomorrow then," He told me as we got to our hotel.

I got upstairs carrying my bag filled with my wring gear and dropped it beside the couch as we got to our hotel room.

"Ugh," I flopped onto my bed.

"Tired?" Phill asked me chuckling.

'Very," I got into the bed and fell asleep.

We were in hot topic and, I had bought a whole new warddrobe and I loved it, it made me feel less self concious.

I felt good about myself, for the first time in a long time.

We left the store and headed to our signing, I had bought a special dress for the occasion, it was black sweet heart neck line, with ruffled bottom and the bottom was a comic book design!

We spent the afternoon signing autographs, it felt good to feel the love from my fans.

"What do you want to do now?" He asked me as we arrived back at the hotel.

"Well-" I was cut off by my phone ringing.

"Hello," Phil answered it for me witch i was gratefull for because what if it was Jackson?

"No, this is Phil," He said into the receiver.

"Hold on she's right here," Phil handed me the phone he mouthed MOM to me.

I mentally smacked myself.

"Hi Mom," i said sweetly into the phone.

"Hey Mirabelle, Who just answered your phone?" She asked me, my mother was very nosy.

"Phil," I said simply. I looked to where he was and he chuckled, he pointed to the room service book and I shook my head yes and waved him off.

He left out of the room.

'Well who's Phil?" My mom asked me.

'My Boyfriend," I stated.

'Since when?" She almost yelled into the phone in excitement.

"Since almost a week ago now," I told her honestly.

"You didn't tell me! Is he better then Jackson?" She asked me, I felt a punch in my gut, she knew how I felt about bringing him up.

"He is a good person Mom, the best in the world," I smirked at myself as Phil came into the room as i said that sentence.

"Your talking about me right?" He winked at me.

"Yes," I mouthed as my mother said somethign un important to me.

"Well, i saw you on TV tonight, I think they hit a nerve with that storyline, who ever protects you in that ring is a very nice looking man," My mom told me.

"Thats Phil," I told her laughing.

"Really!" She , she was special, I loved her.

"Yes Mom," He jus tlooked at me like, hunh?

"Good for you, I'm happy you are happy," She told me.

"Thank you mom, I'll come visit sometime soon, Bye!" I smiled.

"Bye sweetie!" She said. I hung up.

"Who ever protect you in the ring is a very nice looking man," I mocked my mother to Phil entertainment.

'She's not wrong," He said wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I think so, your not nice looking, you are Unexplanably amazingly good looking," I told him we laughed. "I could say the same thing about you," He told me.

"I could get used to that," I smiled at him.

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