Gah! I give up. I'm not going to ask for comments. You guys just don't comment. I would really appreciate if you guys did comment. I'll just make them whenever I feel like it. I'm really getting into writing this one. And since it's summer... I have more free time, which, means I'll write way more! Well until I give on being inside.
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Miley was getting better, but when the day of Daniel's funeral, Miley got worse. She wouldn't stop crying, she just lost the will to live. Selena decided to go back with her parents, taking Taylor with her. She couldn't stand all the grief that was going around. Nick found out that Daniel was an undercover police officer, His killer was still unknown. Daniel left everything he owned to Miley. Miley became a very rich person. When they tried to remove Daniel's stuff Miley had a tantrum and would not allow it. Tish- Miley's mom became an alcoholic. Miley's friends tried to comfort her, but, when she turned them away ever time, they gave up on her. Only Demi didn't. Along with Nick they tried to take care of her. Kevin and Joe help now and then.
A month later.
Present---
Nick's perspective-
Demi comes in. Banging the door on the wall behind it.
Demi stomps to me on the couch.
"What's wrong Demi?'' I ask her.
"My stupid parents are making me go with them!" Demi explains.
"What?"
"Yeah. They think I need to get away from here. They are going to take me to London!" I really couldn't see why she was so upset. She needed a brake from Miley. I could take care of her myself, for a few days.
"God Nick. You don't understand! I'm not coming back until January! It's July! Tomorrow is the 4th and I am going to spend it on a fucking plane. Away from Miley, and all of my friends! I'm gonna go to school there for a while until things cool down! Can you believe it? I have to go. I am soo sorry."
"Demi, calm down. Don't worry about it."
"What time is it?" She asks. Breathing deeply. Trying to calm herself down.
I look at my watch and tell her. "It's 5:21 p.m. What Time do you have to be at the airport?" I ask her.
"Oh, Well, my parents said we are leaving to the airport at 6. I was just given time to say goodbye to everybody. Godd! I'm so mad"
Demi lets her head hang. A few tears escape.
I heave myself of the couch and put my arms around her. I try to comfort her. "Don't worry about it. It's okay. I understand. You have to go." She snuffles.
We stay like that for a few minutes when she suddenly asks. "Where's Miley"
I sigh. "She's right here. On the couch." She looks down and notices that Miley was sitting next to us.
She begins to laugh hysterically. I couldn't help but join in. She lets go of me and sits down next to Miley.
She pulls Miley into a hug. Miley looks startled but hugs back. That's new. Mostly she would just sit there. I'm guessing she was able to understand that she won't see Demi, her best friend for a while. Demi didn't show any emotion to that hug. She whispers something in Miley's ear. Causing Miley to smile and mumble. "I'll miss you."
Demi and I look at each other. Shocked. The last time Miley spoke willingly was 3 weeks ago. She did speak nightly. In her dreams. She talked when she slept.
Miley takes a deep breath and lays down on the couch. Causing Demi to fall off.
I laugh. Stopping only when I see her scowl. I help her up, she has a hug grin on her face. We both jump when we hear a honk.
Demi sighs.
'Walk me to the car?" She asks.
I nod. Then I look down at Miley. Miley just looks back at me with wide eyes. I sigh again, deciding to leave her there.
I walk with Demi outside where her parents were waiting. Demi gets in the car and waves back at me. I wave too until I am unable to see the car.
I sigh walking back into the house. Trying keep the Promise I made to myself a month ago. My parents wanted to put Miley in a asylum, I did not allow them though. Now my parents were mad at me and trying to find a way for me to be unable to take care of Miley. I now didn't live at home. I lived with a person who couldn't take care if themselves.
I shut the door, walking back to the couch. I sit down and continue to watch T.V. with Miley. I put my arms around her. She lays her head on my shoulder, falling asleep. I smile to myself.
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this is really good. i love reading these. its like a real story and i can really get a sense of eveerything. great jond your a great writer :)
pocahontassince93 2 years ago
Thank you.
It means alot to me.
:-}
edwardcullenluver4ev 2 years ago