Miranda's POV
It's been a week since the twins left for LA, I haven't seen or heard from Paige at all and at this point I don't care she's only thinking about her self when it comes to the twins.
I was scrolling through Twitter and came across a picture of Grayson and some girl, on the beach, kissing. My eyes started filling with tears. I threw my phone at the wall, bawling my eyes out. I screamed and cried hitting things, I just felt so stupid believing that he wouldn't hook up with somebody better then me.
I got up and looked in the mirror, I just looked like overall crap I threw on some Vans and left the house. I walked down to the alley I used to go to before I met Grayson and things got serious between us.
"HEY!" A man's voice boomed. I looked over to see the guy that chased me a couple months back, "what the fuck are you doing back here, huh? I thought I told you to never come back you bitch!" The filipino looking man said as he came closer, the heavy smell of booze and marijuana lingering off his body.
"Oh look it's the low life criminal." I say with dead eyes.
"You think you're smart, huh, pretty girl?" He says as he pulls out a switchblade.
I glance at the weapon in his grimy hands; "what? You gonna kill me? At this point in my life I don't care, kill me, beat me, do whatever the fuck you want with me 'cause if I die today I wouldn't care!"
The man hits me and begins to beat me with all his force, he pulls the switchblade and starts to slice up my skin, on my arms and legs. I plead for him to stop as he was about to whip a cement block to my head. This guy comes running out of nowhere pushes the guy out of the way, having the cement block fall right next to my hand.
The random guy picks me up bridal style and rushes me out of the alley to his car and sits me in the passenger seat.
"I'm fine, I can walk home." I say as the young guy gets in.
"No, I'm gonna take you to the ER to check for some sort of head trauma or something I want to make sure you're alright." He says turning on his Range Rover.
"Please just take me home, I've gone through this before I'll be fine."
"Okay just let me help you with your cuts and everything?" I nod and we drive off after I give him the address.
We get out and walk inside my place and we go to the bathroom, where the first aid kit is. "I'm Aaron by the way." He smiles a white smile.
I hiss in pain, "I'm Miranda"
"Awe that's a nice name."
"Um thanks, I guess." I smile a small teeth less smile. As he cleans my cuts I take a closer look at his face, it was Aaron that YouTube, Viner kid he's friends with the twins..
"...you know who I am don't you?" I ask quietly.
"Yeah... you know he misses you right?"
"No he doesn't, if he missed me and cared about me he wouldn't have posted that picture and he wouldn't have left."
"I wanna say that I understand what you're going trough but I don't and I just, I'm sorry." He said with meaning.
"Why would you be sorry? It's not like you did anything."
"I encouraged him to move out to LA...but that's only because he was talking about breaking up with you and of course I want him to follow his dreams, he's my buddy, but if I knew any better I wouldn't have."
"H-he was going to break up with me?" I croak. Aaron looks at me with hurt and sympathy in his eyes.
"Miranda I'm so-" I stormed out of the bathroom and went upstairs. I searched around my room for my phone.
"I hate you, I'll never forgive you!" I click send and block Grayson's number. I'm going to move on, I'm gong to be happy again and I don't need Grayson to be happy, I can do this.
-Miranda
