Chained In Your Love

You, Me, and Them...

Miley

I kissed Nick on the cheek as he pushed the luggage and our bags into the top storage bin. "I can't believe we're actually going to Barbados." I say to him again. "How can we afford this?"
He turned around to sit and grabbed my chin and pulled it over to his. He gave me a soft kiss.
I pulled away. "You didn't answer my question..." I gave him a playful smile.
He grabbed my chin and pulled me in for another kiss. I guess I'll never know. I cuddled up against Nick and looked out the window. I listen to his heart beat, and the rhyme of his humming. He gently held my hand and traced up and down on my arm, touching me just to touch me.
"You know," he started saying. "About a year ago, I thought I'd never see you again. And now I have you right here by my side." He traced my arm some more and kissed the top of my head.
I felt myself getting sleepy. I gripped his hand tighter to show more affection towards him. I loved him so much. I felt myself drifting off to sleep as the plane took off of the ground. I kept thinking about what Nick said, "About a year ago, I thought I'd never see you again..." That bothered me. I was mad at Nick, but I wasn't going to completely disappear. Of course I was gonna show up again, and introduce his children to him. I was just, waiting. Waiting for the right time, the perfect moment.
"Miley?" He called out to me.
"Yeah?" I turned to him.
"Did you here what I said?"
I didn't. "Nick, I just want you to know I'm sorry." I say.
"Sorry for what? You have nothing to be sorry for-"
"I do. I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry I never told you about Niles and Caleb. I'm sorry I made you think you would never see me again."
He kissed my forehead and I felt relief.
"Now what did you have to say?" I asked him.
He flashed a small, nervous smile. "Nothing forget it."
I gave him a look. "Is there something your not telling me?"
Silence. He hesitated. "No, everything is fine."
Something about the way he looked made me feel suspicious. But Nick wouldn't lie to me. And I trust him. So I just cuddled up back next to him and let it go.

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"Miley...Miles." I was being shaken.
I woke up and stretched myself awake. "Where are we?" I asked.
"We're in Barbados."
I nearly fell out of my seat. I forgot all about Barbados. I felt like I've been asleep for months. "What time is it?" Nick stood me up and he grabbed our bags.
"It's 6 here, and about 3am back home." He said leading the way off the plane. I still feel sleepy but I held onto his back as he led me out the way. "Where we going now?" I asked him.
"Our hotel room." He said. "We have a hotel room?" I asked and follow him, as we sqeezed through giant crowds.
"Yeah. I took care of everything don't worry."

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Joe

The room kept getting hotter by the second. It was always hot in Barbados, it was over 95 degrees when we arrived this morning but this very moment. This room felt like a thousands degrees. I knew they we're going to arrive any second now. Nick had texted me when their plane landed and my stomach almost fell out. All of a sudden, this 'genuis' plan, as Nick called it, wasn't so genius. It was more like a disaster in the making.
"Joey," Demi called from the bathroom. She walk out to the living room where I was. She looked confused. "What are you doing?" She ask me.
"Just watching TV." I say in the most casual way posible. I grab the remote next to me and pretended to channel surf.
"Uh, Joe. The TV's off." She pointed out.
"Oh, yea..." I didn't realize it was off. "The show ended." I sat the remote down.
"Are you sure, your okay?" She unwrapped the wet towel that was around her hair. Her long black hair fell, damp and beautiful, down to her shoulders and she ran her pink painted nails through it. "You've been acting kind of strange."
My phone vibrates in my pocket, "Strange?!" I scream at the vibration. "Strange like how? Like why?"
"Why the he'll are you screaming Joe? And yes very strange. Like jumpy and nervous. "
"Oh, that's just out of excitement. I mean, we are in Barbados. Aren't you excited?"
She smiles, "Yeah. I'm very excited. I cant believe we are here." She went on, I drowned her out and pulled out my cell phone.
It was a text from Nick. The plane landed and they were on thier way up to the hotel. I felt like throwing up. I looked up at Demi, she was still trying her hair. She was just talking, talking about how happy she is, and excited, and how much she loved me. All that was gonna go away as soon as Nick and Miley walked through the hotel door.
"Joe!" I jumped, "Are you listening to me?" I nodded,"I asked, why did you buy such a huge hotel room? Money doesn't buy on tree's ya know. "
The hotel door opened.
"That was the longest plane ride every." It was Miley. I felt my heart skip a few beats. They walked into the hotel and Miley froze at the sight of me and Demi. "Are you kidding me?"
Demi turned to me, "What the hell is she doing here?"
I faked a confused look, and gasped. "What are you doing here?"
She didn't buy into it. She crossed her arms over her chest and Miley did the same to Nick.
"What is going on!?" Miley demanded from Nick.
"Start explaining Joseph." Demi spoke sternly.
"Um, you see-"
"You know what, never mind. I'm out of here." Demi turned her back against.
"Demi!" Nick called out to her. "You can't leave."
"I can and I will." she kept walking.
"Actually Dem," I walk towards her, "I have the plane tickets. You can't leave without me."
She stopped walking and turned to me. "What the hell do you want from me?"
"We want you to go along with the counseling. we want to be a family again. Fix everything that's broken between us."
"Nick," Miley slapped his arm. "What is going on? Why are they here? Why are you just standing there?"
"There is this therapist." He said. "He's is going to help us and bring everyone together. We had to lie to you guys because we knew you two wouldn't agree to it."
I study both of their reactions. They still seamed to both be resistant to the idea but it had to work, there was no going back now. "You guys can't leave. So you might as well agree to the session."
"Fine." Miley spoke up after a minute of silence. "Fine, I'll play along. But only if she does."
Demi crossed her arms over her chest and took a deep breath. "Okay. I'll do it. I just want to get off this island now. When does it start?"
"Tomorrow is our first session he'll meet us here." I took a step towards her. "Thank you Demi for going along with all of this."
"Whatever. I'm just doing this so I can get home. I'm not doing this for you and I'm definitely not doing it for her."
Miley laughed. "I don't need you to do anything for me."
"Good. Let's keep it that way." She turns away from us to walk towards her room.
"Joe. Where do I sleep? I want to separate from him."
"You can't possibly be mad at this. I'm trying to help you."
She slapped his arm again. "I don't need your help on making decisions. You're trying to force something that just isn't there."
I pointed to a room on the other side of the den room. "That was your and Nick's room but I guess it's all yours tonight."
She collected her bags and went towards the room.
"We shouldnt have done
this." I say.
"No, she'll get over it. They both will. Once they get all their problems out, everything will be fine."
"I hope so." I remember how close Demi and Miley we're. Now they look at eachother with so much envy and hate. "I bet deep down inside they miss each other."
"I'm sure they do."