Without The Love ||Jiley||

Chapter 1 *

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There she was, moving to a whole other place, miles away from her friends and previous school. She has been pushing every thought about moving away till it became unavoidable. The Cyrus family drove into the street where they bought their new house.

With a look on perfectly organized gardens and enormous expensive villas, Miley's jaw dropped. Her dad just got a new job and thus they had to move. It wasn't a very simple job he had. There were certain requirements and rules they had to oblige to. Bill Cyrus took the job with the house, there were several contracts signed before they could move to the enormous luxurious house that they now stood in front of. Enormous oak trees covered the street.

Bright pink rose bushes aligned the sides of their property. Miley liked it so far. Although she was a pretty ordinary down to earth girl, she did not complain about having more money than they did.

"What do you think?" Her dad asked her and looked at her with hope in his eyes. It was really important at the time that his family liked their environment. The contract he signed was difficult.

"It's perfect." She said and smiled gratefully at him. He got out of his new company Mercedes and walked towards their new home. Mileys mother closed the car door and moved her petite body towards Bill on her new Prada heels she had for her birthday last May.

"This door is amazing." Tish said and stroke her hand over the blooming carvings in the door.

Miley stepped out too and pulled her shorts down. She hated it when they got dragged up because she sat down. She looked around herself and took a deep breath. Trees slowly swung in the breeze of the wind while sun rays broke through the thick roof of leaves. She closed the car door and also stepped inside into the cozy house.

"It's so big." She said and looked at the ceiling, it was already well decorated.

''It's almost obnoxiously big.'' Tish laughed softly.

''Now, you two. Don't insult the house. See it as it is; it's mesmerizingly big.''

That's for sure, Miley thought and shoved her shoes off her feet. There was a glass saloon table in the middle of the room, decorated with a bunch of beautiful pink roses, Miley guessed they were from their previous garden.

"Isn't this the table that stood in our garden house all dirty and dusted?" She asked and looked at her dad.

"Yes, I cleaned and repaired it so it looks just like new." He smiled and laid some papers and his keys on the table. "Do you want to see your room?" He said and Miley nodded. He gestured her to come and they walked the stairs up.

"It's a very well decorated room, your mother chose the color violet." He said before opening the white door. Miley was absolutely stunned by the look of her new room. Lilac curtains covered the glass doors that laid to her own private balcony.

''Here you go, just like you wanted. A walk in closet." He showed her the closet and clapped in his hands. There were already clothes inside, but Miley didn't remember moving stuff.

''Are these clothes from the former owners, dad?'' She asked and took a bronze leather jacket from its hanger.

"No, these are some new clothes your mother and I bought for you. A new expensive house comes with new expensive clothes.'' Her father tried to smile but failed.

"Is that really necessary?'' She mumbled softly and inspected the jacket. It was a fine jacket though, it smelled amazing and it would fit perfectly with her black ripped jeans.