All Kinds Of Kinds~Miranda Lambert

The Truth Comes Forward

Lacey POV
The doors were locked!

Miranda just looked at me, fumbling with the handle like an idiot. I finally gave up and turned to her. "Having fun there?" She laughed bitterly.

"No. Have fun at your interview?" I shot back, the question burned on my tongue. "I know you're trying to protect me." She said, catching me off guard.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "Kimberly said you were trying to protect me. Who are you protecting me from? No matter how far you push me away, I ain't going nowhere."

"I thought you were supposed to be at an interview." I repeated. "What interview?" She replied nonchalantly back. "The one for your....you're kidding." I snapped. They had tricked me!!

"I can't tell you. They'll hurt us both." I mumbled, shaking. "Lacey. No one can get in or out of our house. Look, I know this person you're being right now, isn't you. Please stop it." She begged.

I finally broke into sobs. She jumped and gave me a hug. "You know I love you. When you were crying a few mornings ago, I looked at you every single time you didn't look at me, feeling guilty I wasn't doing anything. Please. Just tell me who it is."

"I...I can't." I stuttered through my sobs. "Yes you can." She said calmly. "I can't because I don't know!" I yelled. She reeled back slightly.

"Is it Kyle? He was at your window the other night, wasn't he?" She asked me gently. I lied through my teeth, "no, he's not hurting me. But he was at my window. He wanted to talk to me." Miranda's eyes narrowed.

"Okay. Just please go back to the old Lacey. I miss her. She didn't make me stay awake for a solid week, worrying." I nodded, giving her another hug.

She unlocked the doors and I got out. We talked for a long while like old friends.

Dinner came and Miranda finally cooked for us again, I had missed it so much!

We cleaned off the dishes and she lead me to her room. "Wanna watch a movie?" She asked me. "Can we just talk some more?" I asked.

"Uh..sure." She was clearly caught off guard. "I'm really sorry. I didn't want to say the things I did, but I felt like I needed to to protect you. I don't know who is trying to harm us. I feel like a complete jerk. I understand if you don't want me to live here anymore."

Miranda didn't say anything for a long while. She moved toward me and I thought she was going to hit me! She started to tickle me instead!

"Heey!" I laughed. "I didn't know you were so dang ticklish." She laughed. "Lacey, sweetie, I want you to live here. I understand that you were trying to protect me. I still feel a bit hurt, but I understand why you did it...." I heard her cellphone ring.

She answered it quickly. "Okay. That's what I was wondering. Thank you." She hung up. "Who was..""Kyle." She smirked. I didn't say anything, I was so dumbstruck.