Chapter 11

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Chapter 11

Josh pov

"Hello joshua" mary johnson turned around "um hey mrs J" i did a small awkward wave. "I just came to see my daughter and soon-to-be son in-law" she looked me over. "Okay..." I gave miranda a confused look. "How are you?" I asked "good and you?" She asked as she sat on the couch "good" i wrapped my arm around mirandas waist. "So whens the date?" She asked. I was about to answer when miranda spoke "we havent figured it out yet" she said fast "awe really. I was really hoping it was going to be this summer... Around july 18th" her mom smirked. "How'd you find out" miranda growled "i talked to josh's parents" she smirked. "Thats nice, but your not invited to the wedding" miranda said "and why not i am your mother" mary asked "your not my mother carolynn is my mother. Your just woman that left the province without telling their daughter" miranda said clenching her fists "we had to leave. The boys were young, what were we supposed to tell them when they asked who you were when we saw friends" mary stated "umm i dont know, tell them i was your daughter" miranda spat. "We couldnt live in that house anymore. The guests were scared to go into the guest room bathroom" mary said "why?" Miranda asked "it was your old room" mary paused "they didnt like the blood covered floor" she smirked slightly. Mirandas fists unclenched and she pulled down her sweater sleeves as much as she could as she walked out of the room "miranda wait" i walked after her "Get.Her.Out." Miranda started tearing up. "Okay, go to matts room. Ill be there soon" i said, she nodded and walked to matts dressing room. I sighed and walked back into my room to find mary flipping through mirandas magazines. "Mary" i spoke, she looked up "joshua" she stated and looked back down "i think its time you leave" i said. She looked back up at me and glared "and i dont think you should marry my daughter" she spat, "either you can walk out of here alone, or with two not so nice security guards." I crossed my arms. She huffed and stood up, she pushed passed me and started walking down the hall towards the exit. "Oh one more thing" i said and she turned around "what" she spat "dont let the door hit yeah where the good lord split yeah" i smirked and she groaned and continued walking. Lucky for me she stopped walking after she stepped out the door and the door swung closed and hit her. I laughed to myself and walked to matts change room. When i got in there matt was banging on the bathroom "whats wrong?" I asked as i jogged to his side "she locked herself in there and shes yelled shut up everynow and then since she ran in" he said looking worried. "Not again" i sighed and started to jiggle the door nob "miranda... Miranda baby let me in" i pleaded. Me and matt heard gagging and the sound of the toilet flushing. "Miranda open the god damn door" i cussed as matt and i tried to get in. I looked at the lock on the door. "Do you have a pennie or dime?" I questioned matt as i started patting my pockets "yeah why?" He asked confused as he pulled out a handfull of change. I didnt respond i just took a pennie out of the change and started to unlock the door. Once the door was unlocked i opened it and we found miranda sitting on the ground with her head in her knees shaking. "Miranda" i said calmly kneeling beside her. "She wont shut up" she looked up at me with teary dark green eyes. (A/n mirandas eyes change -if you remember- scared = dark green) "its okay, shes gone. I kicked her out" i sat beside her and pulled her into my lap. She was shaking like a hairless dog. "Matt go grab a blanket" i said and he ran off. "Its going to be okay" i held her in my arms. I set my chin on her head as she laid her head on my chest. A few minutes later matt ran in out of breath with a blanket we kept on the bus. "We're going to stand up now okay" i spoke calmly. She nodded and moved from my lap. She started to stand up as i stood up but she was shaking so much she fell into the counter. The last time i saw like this was a few weeks after i got home from rehab and her parents had a fight and blamed it all on her then her 'dad' got drunk and hurt her. She barely talked to anyone but me for two days and she stayed at my house during that time.

I picked miranda up bridal style and walked out of the bathroom. I carried miranda back to my dressing room with matt following closely behind us.

"Just watch her. Dont let her do anything and if she doesnt talk to you dont take offence to it. Shes in fragile state" i spoke to kevvy as he came to watch miranda while im on stage. "Okay, so when will she wake up?" He asked "i dont know, it could go from a few minutes to a few hours." I sighed "okay, go have fun, ill watch her" kevvy patted my back "thanks kevvy" i gave a slight smile. "Josh come on man you need to get into the box" brett walked past the door "kill it tonight" kevvy gave me an encouraging smile and i ran out of the room and to my jack and the box.

"thank you for having us, you sexy bitches! We... Are Marianas Trench! We love you!" I cheered as me and the guys made our way off stage, as soon as i got down the stairs i took off my sound box and all the wires and ran to my dressing room. Once i got back kevvy was sitting next to miranda as miranda stared blankly down at her lap "hi guys" i walked in. Miranda looked up and smiled a bit, "hi" she said just above a whisper "how you doing?" I questioned as i went and sat next to her, she shrugged and wrapped the blanket tighter around her. "Hey i gotta go meet some zombie babies. Ill see you guys in a bit" kevvy stood up and jogged out of the room. "Im sorry" miranda mumbled once kevvy was gone "for what?" I asked as i wrapped my arm around her "i let her in" she whispered "its okay" i pulled her into my lap once again and she rested her head on my chest. "You okay?" I questioned "my head hurts" she started to mess around with my hand. "Wanna go lay in bed on the bus?" I asked "i guess so" she stood up making sure the blanket was still securely wrapped around her. And her and i made our way out to the bus.

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