Mitch's Sister 2(PTX)

Mother

Miranda POV

"So he just visited you because he wanted to get you back?" Josh asked.
"Scott and I were never even together! He's practically obsessed with me!"
"What do you mean?"
"He said he'd fight for me. And he won't accept my rejections. I just don't feel the same!"
"He almost sounds like he's stalking you!"
"Honestly, it's starting to scare me. What part of 'no' does he not understand?"
"But you were never together?"
"Nope and I never want to be."
"Good. I like you Miranda." Well that was unexpected....
"Huh?"
"Well this is going to sound so stupid, but I feel like I have a silly high school crush on you." He smiled at me.
"I don't think it's stupid."
"You don't?" His smile widened and his green eyes appeared brighter.
"I think it's adorable. I guess I like you too Josh."
"Do you like like me?" He winked.
"I've always had a thing for bad boys."
"So you wouldn't mind if I..."

He leaned in and kissed me straight on the lips. It was rough and strange but sensational. He wasn't Steven and he definitely was not Scott. But he was passionate and I craved every ounce of it. He rested his hands on my back in a failing attempted at pulling me closer. I laced my fingers into his hair and just focused on the moment. He roughly pulled away and we sat on that dainty prison bed smiling at each other.
"You know, I really wouldn't mind if you did that more often, Joshua." I smirked.
"I'll consider it."

With that we were released for lunch and we walked down the hall together. Maybe this relationship will be different???

Kirstie POV

It wasn't until I felt a flaming sensation on my leg that Steven released his grasp. I screamed in pain and landed in the grass below me. Mitch, Avi, and Kevin gathered around me but I remained focused on Steven who was literally running away. "Guys go catch him! I'll be okay just go!" Kevin and Avi took off running leaving Mitch by my side. I tried to stand up but landed back on the grass whimpering.

I looked over my shoulder and caught a glimpse of Scott sitting on the ground with his head in his hands. "Scott. It's alright. Come here." He lifted his head up slightly and I could see the tears running down his face. "Kirstie I'm so sorry...." He said between sobs

"I'll be fine. It's okay. I promise. Come here." He sat scooted down next to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He bawled into my shirt while I did my best to ignore the excruciating pain shooting down my leg. Mitch ended up on my other side and put his arm around my shoulders. So much has happened in such a little time period.

"Scott where's the gun?" Mitch asked.
"Right there on the ground." Scott moved over and pointed at the gun.
"Perfect." We waited for the other two to get back and about ten minutes later, they jogged back all sweaty and panting.

"He..was...too...fast.." Avi breathed.
"Sorry guys." Kevin said.
"That doesn't matter can we get to the hospital before I bleed to death?"

Kevin lifted me up bridal style and carried me to the car. "You okay Kirstie?" He asked as I cringed trying to simply sit down. "Yeah... I'm fine."

Unluckily for me the hospital was over an hour away so we resorted to wrapping a spare t-shirt around my leg, which I had rested across Avi's lap. "How are we going to explain this to the hospital?" Mitch asked.

Miranda POV

*the next day*

I've never felt this way about another guy before. Everything about Josh is so interesting and damn is he hot. Ever since that kiss we have barely been seperated. I mean we're stuck in the same cell, but I literally did not leave his side. Not if it meant more steamy make out sessions.

A guard approached the cell and unlocked the door, "Let's go Missy, say goodbye to your cell mate."
"What why? Do I have another visitor?"

"No. Hurry up I don't have all day!" I waved to Josh and was rushed out of the cell. We walked up by the front desk and the guard pulled me into a room of the side. "Your clothes are in the corner, get changed. Welcome to parole." The tall guard said blandly.
"You can't be serious!"
"Please Miss. Grassi, I have much more important matters to take care of."

I entered the room and put my clothes back on from the trial. I don't think I was in here for more than a week. How are they already releasing me?

Freshly changed I walked up to the front desk and received my cell phone and wallet back. "Here are the papers signaling your release on parole, please sign here." The lady handed me a packet of rules. "Read this and be on your best behavior. You definitely do not want to end up back here, understand?" I nodded. "I believe you have a car waiting for you in the parking lot, have a nice day." "Thank you."

I left the damp jail and squinted up at the sun. As soon as I focused my vision I felt arms wrap around me. "Miranda I missed you so much!"
"I was only in there for a couple of days Mitchell!"
"We were all so worried about you."
"Are you the one who got me on parole?"
"I'd thank the rest of the band for that."
"Yes. Now let's get you home jailbird." We started walking towards the car.
"Gosh what kind of trouble can I get into next."
"How about we take a break from the issues for awhile..."
"Sorry Mitch but I'm pretty sure it follows me around... Oh..my...god."

As we reached the car there was someone I never wanted to see again standing by the hood. Mother. "Well its so nice to see my children together again." Mother smiled creepily. Mitch and I stood about three yards away from her, me clinging to his side. "Oh um hi Mom." Mitch muttered.

"What kind of trouble did you get into now Miranda. I didn't know you can get any worse." I tensed but Mitch restrained me from moving any closer.

"Where is my money? I know you guys have it..."
"It's not yours." Mitch said firmly.
"You don't have power over us anymore, Mother." I spoke up. She stepped closer, "I'll get what I want Miranda. Just you wait. I'm more powerful than you think. You're just an idiotic failure of a child." It would be different to hear someone else say that, but my own mother... Tears streamed slowly from my eyes as Mother walked away.

"It's going to be okay." I held on tight to Mitch as he rubbed my shoulder. It's so rare for me to cry.
"Can we just go home?"
"After a quick stop. But trust me, I didn't want to see Steven 2.0 anymore than you." I smiled lightly at his joke and rolled the windows down- wanting to escape the world.