Destiny Faith Hope

Twenty-Four

-October 8th, 2021- -Miley's POV-

It's been twenty-one days since the twins were born and twenty-one days since Patrick said he was going to cancel the wedding. I didn't send out anything about it being canceled though in case he changes his mind-- I doubt he will, though. I would hate it if he went out and got another girl pregnant while we were engaged too, I hate myself for doing this to him. I can't say I regret it, though. I love the twins. I regret having sex with Nick, sure, but I don't regret the twins. Not a single bit. I got a restraining order against Nick, and he hasn't came near me since the day he tried to take Asher right out of my arms. Patrick hasn't called or texted me since the day the twins were born, either. He hasn't even called to check up on them. But I get it, if I thought my girlfriend was pregnant with my babies the whole pregnancy then told me the day they were born that they weren't mine-- I'd be angry as fuck too. Like, that was a lot for him to take in. I've tried texting him, calling him, even going to his house. He just won't answer. It's like he just disappeared. It was making me really worried, I couldn't stand it. I needed to know if he was okay.

I was sitting in the nursery with Luis in my arms, when there was a knock on the door. I was praying it wasn't Nick, because then there would be trouble. I put Luis in his crib, and shut the door behind me. I was walking to the door when Noah stopped me.

"Do you want me to answer it? You can go hide in Destiny's room since she's at school." Noah says.

"No, you go in the nursery. I'll be fine." Then she did as I told, and I went to answer the door. When I opened it, I got a shock.

"You ass why didn't you call?" I exclaim before giving Patrick a huge hug. "I've been worried sick about you. You never returned my texts, calls, and you never answered the door when I went over to your house. The twins need their father. Just because you're not their biological dad doesn't mean you can't be their father! Blood doesn't make a family, love does. Why can't you just understand that I love you, no matter what. Can't you just love me for who I am? I love you Patrick, nothing will ever change that. I got a restraining order against Nick, he tried to take Asher right out of my arms the other day. If you were there you would've knocked him on his ass. Maybe, anyway. You could have at least called to check up on the twins. And tell me how you were. I didn't tell anyone the wedding was called off, by the way. I wanted to give you time to think about everything. And Destiny needs her father, why can't you just understand that I slept with Nick? Yeah it was a mistake but the twins weren't. I- I love you so much, Patrick. You have no idea how much." I say, sobbing. I kiss him forcefully on the lips, and gave him another hug.

"Miley-"

"No! Don't yell at me, I won't take it anymore. I love you." I say, sobbing into his shirt, still hugging him. "I love you. I love you, Patrick." I say, continuously.

"I'm sorry." He replies, then pushes me gently off of him, and grabs my arms and looks me in the eyes. "I'm sorry, Miley. I love you too. I shouldn't have acted that way, people make mistakes and-"

"The mistake of sleeping with someone else while dating someone else?" I ask.

"You were drunk. You had no idea what was going on, for all we know Nick could have drugged you. And you really got a restraining order?" Then I nod. "Oh, well then I'm glad. He can't come near you or the kids then. I should strangle him." He says, clenching his hands into fists.

"I love you. I'm so so so sorry. I- I should've tried to stop myself. I- we should've used protection. I-"

"No, Miley. Its fine, I forgive you. Just tell me one thing..." Then I nod. "Was it...good?"

"I don't even remember it, but honestly? I'm guessing it wasn't great, I mean, it was with Nick Ryan." Then we laugh, and I hug and kiss him repeatedly.

"I love you so much, Miley Ray Cyrus." Then I smile, and kiss him again. This time we were completely making out. I took off his shitt, and he tried to take mine off but I stopped him.

"Stop, Noah is here." I say.

"I don't see anyone." He says.

"Right here." Noah says, coming out of the nursery with Asher in one arm, and Luis in another, making Patrick almost jump out of his skin. "You wouldn't want to have sex in front of me or your kids, would you?" Then I laugh.

"Ha ha ha, funny." He says sarcastically. Then Noah carefully hands him Luis, and me Asher.

"There, I'll leave you guys to be with your children." Then Noah wandered off to the spare room.

"Babe, we are still getting married, aren't we?" Patrick asks.

"I was hoping we could." I reply, moving left hand through his hair. "The twins look tired, we should put them in their cribs." Then I go to the nursery with Asher in my arms, and Patrick follows me with Luis in his arms. Once we get in the nursery, Patrick looks confused.

"Um, wh- who goes where?" He asks.

"Luis goes in the blue crib." Then he carefully puts Luis in the blue crib, and I carefully put Asher in the green crib.

"H- how do we tell them apart?" Patrick asks, worried.

"Asher is more quiet, he doesn't really cry unless he needs something. Luis is a crier. He cries a lot, he's going to be the noisy one, I'm guessing. Asher has hazel green eyes, but if you look carefully, there's a tiny bit of blue there. But Luis just has hazel green eyes." I reply.

"Oh, seems like you have it all figured out. I feel like I'm going to mix them up."

"If you just listen and look at their personalities, you'll be fine." Then I kiss him passionately on the lips, then look into his eyes. "I love you, Patrick Schwarzenegger."

"Just know I love you more, Miley Cyrus."