You're My Angel | Steven Tyler |

Chapter 13; Grand Ole Heartache

I wrote this on my phone sorry for any typos. Will edit later.

-Arizona-

The last two months of my life had been a blur. I had been whisked around the country doing interviews and performances. Bouncing from studio to studio as the labels prepared for my new album to be released. I had spent more time in a tour bus than I had in my own house.

But for the first time in two months, I was driving down the driveway of my mom's ranch. I had a sense of peace washing over me as the car came to a stop. I wanted nothing more than to enjoy the little time I had with my mom and my horse. I wanted to put all the hustle and bustle to rest and get in touch with myself again.

Within minutes I'm standing climbing the steps to the front porch. I didn't even have a chance to open the door before it slings open and I am greeted by my smiling mother. She immediately pulls me into her arms.

"Oh honey, I have missed you!" She says and I sigh returning her hug. I didn't realize until that moment how much I needed it.

"I missed you so much mom. I'm glad to be home." I tell her and she smiles.

"Well, come in. Settle down and tell me all the exciting things you have coming up." She smiles.

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Later that night, mom and I sat on the sofa in the living room. My legs were tucked underneath me a blanket draped over me and a cup of tea in my hands.

"What big things do you have coming up?" She asks me and I smile slightly.

"I get to perform at the Grand Ole Opry in a couple days. I'm really excited about it." I tell her with a smile.

"That is amazing sweetie, I would love to come and watch that." She says and I smile at her.

"Of course, mama. I wouldn't want to do that without you." I say honestly.

"Have you talked to Mia?" She asks me. I bite my lip and shake my head no.

"She's tried to reach out, but I can't really bring myself to answer the phone. I don't want to speak to him." I say honestly. Wherever Mia was, Steven was not far.

"You don't have to baby. But I think you really need a friend to lean on going through all this. I worry about you being alone all the time." She says and I shake my head.

"I'm not alone. I have my band, and I can call Blake. He's busy most of the time but he usually has time to talk." I tell her honestly.

"Okay... as long as you say you are okay." She pats my knee. "I think it's time to turn in for the night. I'll see you in the morning?"

I simply nod and before I know it I'm alone. I stand up from the couch, taking my blanket and cup of tea with me as I stepped out onto the front porch and made myself comfortable in one of the rocking chairs.

The sounds of crickets chirping, and the breeze blowing through the trees sent a feeling of peace over me. It was the first time in months that I had allowed my mind to wander to Mia, and Steven. I wondered how she was, and as much as I hated it, I wondered how he was too. Did he miss me at all? Was he as torn up as I am still? Had he moved on already? I shuddered to think about it, but I knew that the answer was most likely yes.

I missed Mia. Our friendship had been strong long before Steven and I were ever a thought. I hated that I lost that in the process. I hated that I let myself love Steven so much that I lost her. She had always been the one of the best parts of my life. There wasn't anything that would ever change that. I sigh, pulling my phone from my pocket.