Baby I Would

Jiley Fanfiction.

Miley's Suicidal, Alone.
Justin's Undercover at Miley's School.
Will They Fall For Each Other?
What Will Happen When He Comes Clean?
Will Their Past Catch Up With Them or Will Their Secrets Ruin Everything Before It Has The Chance.

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34. The Biebers And Paparazzi

Justin's P.O.V

"hey dad." i extended my arm for a hand shake which he gladly accepted but instead he pulled me into a hug and patted my back

"i missed you buddy." he admitted.

"missed you too dad." he pulled out of the hug and let go of my hand immediately turning his attention towards miley.

"so you must be the girl i have heard so much about, it's nice to finally meet you Miley." she smiled and put her hand out for a handshake, my dad declined it and pulled her into a bear hug catching her off guard.

"it's nice to finally meet you too!" she giggled as he released his grip from around her.

"come in, come in." dad urged, waving his hand. jazzy and jaxon came running up behind dad and jumped at me with open arms screaming their heads off, causing me to fall backwards onto the floor as they smothered me with hugs and kisses.

"hey little ones, i missed yous!" i chuckled.

"we missed yew tew." jazzy spoke up.

"hey sweetheart, how are you?" i spoke,

"i'm vewy gewd." she was adorable, sometimes it was hard to believe she was just six years old.

"that's good, have you said hi to miley yet?" i asked and she shook her head, turning around and ran in mileys direction, throwing her arms around mileys legs.

"hi miwey."

"hi gorgeous!" miley was overwhelmed by how much my family had grown on her, she picked jazzy up and placed her on her hip and i got up and did the same to jaxon as dad walked back into the kitchen to finish cooking, we followed still with the midgets in our arms.

"hey dad, wheres erin?" i questioned, erins my step mom but i didn't need to explain that to miley seeing how she already knew everything about me from being a belieber, i chuckled at the thought of miley fangirling over me on twitter before i met her.

"she's on a business trip bud." he said pulling the french fries out of the oven, i placed jaxon down with his toys.

miley put jazzy down and she took her hand as jaz walked her into jazzy's bedroom along with jaxon who was now by mileys side. i let them be for a while as i continued to talk to and catch up with dad but became curious after a while of them not returning or making a sound for that matter.

"i'm just going to check on jaxon and jazzy okay?"

"yeah go ahead." he continued to make more food for dinner seeing how it was already six in the afternoon. i walked out of the kitchen and into jazzys room to see miley asleep with jaxon in one arm and jazzy in the other.

"you're going to make a great mom miles, i can't wait to have a family with you." i whispered walking over to her, nudging her.

"miles, wake up and we'll go and see nat." her eyes shot wide open at the mention of her best friend, she pecked both of the cherubs on the head before she released them from her hold and suck out of the room along with me making sure not to wake either of them up by doing so, we shut the door behind us and walked back into the kitchen.

"hey dad, we will be back before dinner, i just want to take miley some place." i whispered not wanting to make the kids wake up because they would make dad rip his hair out if they were grumpy and not well rested. dad caught on to why i was whispering and just nodded his head as me and miles walked out the door. instantly we were blinded by the flashes of cameras and were bombarded with questions that were waaaay too personal but we continued to walk through them and towards kenny who was waiting in the car for us. how'd they find us?

pap 1: "miley, is it true you were almost raped."

what the fuck, since when and by who? this was the first time I had heard of this

pap 2: "miley, how did it feel to be the school slut?"

that was un called for but the next one was the worst and if i could've prevented it from being said, believe me i would.

pap 3: "how does it feel to know you basically killed both your parents? how do you live with yourself."

before i could stop myself i was running towards the pap that had said that, i knocked him out with one single punch to the head.

"fuck off and leave her alone." i spat, i turned to see miley jumping in the car with red puffy eyes and mascara dripping from her eyes, "GO MILEY," i screamed as the car took off down the street towards mileys old house. as long as she was alright I would find my own way there.

Miley's P.O.V

pap 3: "how does it feel to know you killed both your parents? how do you live with yourself?" that was the last straw, i barged through the crowd of people and jumped in the car only catching sight of justin knocking out the pap before he screamed for me to leave which i did, i crawled up with my head in my knees on the back seat, i was crying harder then i ever had and i did until i arrived at my old house, i wiped the tears, got out of the car and knocked on the door but there was no answer, thats when i remembered she had school still.

i found the spare key in the pot plant next to the door where i always kept it and walked in and shut the door behind me, thanking god for the fact that no one had followed me and that nat hadn't gotten rid of the spare key.

what that pap said was true, I knew it was and honestly I couldn't live myself.

i ran into the kitchen and rummaged through all the draws to find that single tool that i knew so well but hadn't used in months, once i found it i didn't waste any time on pulling up my sleeve and slicing open my wrist with the blade, i screamed from pain and cried harder as i had pushed harder then usual but that didn't stop me from retracing it once more, more screams of pain and cries for help left my lips as i dug further and further into my skin each time i went over it.

blood was dripping everywhere at this point along with my tears, i realized that i was getting no where with the blade so i dropped it on the floor and starting searching the draws and cupboards once more for any pills at all, my blood going every where. once i saw the familiar orange tube filled with sleeping tablets i grabbed it in my hand and ran towards the tap, grabbing a cup, pouring heaps on the palm of my hand, i shoved them in my mouth and was just about to take a sip from the cup and force them down my throat and leave this world when i met a familiar pair of brown eyes in the door way to the kitchen, they were red and puffy and were now crying once again at the sight in front of them.

he ran over to me, purposely grabbing the glass of water and chucking it across the room causing it to smash into the wall and break into tiny little pieces. he pulled my mouth open with his hands, grabbed the pills out of my mouth and looked at me as though he was hurt.

"miley.." he whispered, "why?"

"it's true, I killed them, they would still be here if it wasnt for me, I snuck out that night, they got in the car because of me and now they are dead, DEAD YOU HEAR ME, I WOULD BE MUCH BETTER OFF DEAD WITH THEM." I hadn't actually told justin how they had died, he sat there taking in the new found information before he tried to speak up again but I stopped him,

"don't... DON'T" i shrieked as more tears fell. he look at me horrified at my sudden outburst.

"don't what baby" he whispered again and tried to wrap his arms around me but I stepped back away from him.

"DON'T TREAT ME LIKE YOUR GIRLFRIEND, DON'T ACT LIKE YOU CARE ABOUT ME WHEN YOU DON'T" i screamed.

"but you are my girlfriend, i do care about you." he whispered, not raising his voice because he had no idea what i might do if he did.

"NO JUSTIN, YOU DON'T CARE YOU JUST FEEL SORRY FOR ME AND THAT'S WHY YOU'RE DATING ME AND THAT'S WHY YOU GOT ME THIS JOB, YOU JUST FELT SORRY FOR ME THATS ALL YOU HAVE EVEN DONE BECAUSE I WAS THE SCHOOL SLUT AND I WAS ALONE AND I AM SUICIDAL AND YOU WERE AFRAID THAT IF YOU LEFT ME ALONE I'D COMMIT, ADMIT IT, YOU NEVER REALLY LIKE ME JUSTIN I MEAN YOU COULD DO SO MUCH BETTER THEN ME AND YOU KNOW YOU COULD, NO ONE WOULD EVEN CARE OR NOTICE IF I JUST DIED RIGHT NOW" I shrieked as I fell to my knees.

"I would and honestly you are the best thing in my life right now so please, you're my warrior, stay strong, for your smilers, for nat, for me..." he was hurt.

"NO I DON'T WANT YOU HERE, I DON'T WANT YOU TO BE MY BOYFRIEND, I WANT YOU TO LEAVE AND I WANT YOU TO STOP ACTING LIKE YOU CARE FOR ME."

"but i love you miley." he was about to cry all over again and it was evident in his voice.

before i could stop myself, i said something i knew i didn't mean, "i don't love you." i hissed. he looked at me in disbelief, tears left his eyes and he just let them.

"c'mon w-we both know you d-don't mean that." He stuttered.

"justin, I do not love you... get out... GET OUT." I was screaming, we were both standing in my kitchen motionless and crying.

"fine, i'll leave but i'm not going to give up so soon on you, that's a promise i'm keeping."

"you couldn't keep a promise even if your life depended on it." i spat. he rubbed the back of his neck with his left hand and turned and walked out without another word to be said, slamming the door shut behind him in frustration.

what have i done...

i just let go of the best thing in my life and because of what?

because i let the paps get in my head.

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