Chapter 9

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The next few day for Miranda were rough to say the least. Between the hate, missing Sean, and being behind with work, she felt like she was being beaten to the bone. She collapsed on her bed and fiddled with the ring on her left hand. That small reminder was what kept her going these last couple of weeks. I wish he was here, she thought to herself. She missed the feeling of being held and being able to run her fingers through his hair as he slept. It was calming to her. He was calming to her. He was her drug. Her own form of ecstasy. God she loved him, she really did.

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Sean rubbed his eyes and crawled out of bed in a haze. This past week he was trying to keep up with Youtube videos and getting back in the comments after being away for so long. It did feel nice to have a schedule again though. Get up. Record. Talk to Miranda. Edit. Sleep. Repeat. Life is good again and he hoped it would stay that way.

"And I will see all of you, in the next video," Jack yelled into his microphone and spinned around in his chair in joy. He smiled and turned off his recording software, only to turn to his phone and see Miranda calling him. His face lit up and answered with enthusiasm. "Hey babe, what's going on?" The line was silent except for soft sobs coming from the other side. "Miranda? Are you okay? What's wrong? Are you crying? Talk to me love."

"Sean, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I can't handle it anymore. I love you but I can't. Not anymore." Her sobs continued and she felt herself falling apart all over again.

"Mir, please tell me what's wrong. What can't you handle? Talk to me, please."

"Everyone hates me...your fans, they all hate me. What did I do wrong? I try to be a good person....I promise I do."

"Hates you? Who said that," Jack asked with concern in his voice.

"Everyone, people on Twitter, Tumblr, Instagram, hell, they even managed to get my snapchat! It's too much. I can't handle it anymore." Her voice cracked and tears continued down her face. "I'm sorry I'm not strong enough, not good enough." Jack's heart broke when he heard Mir say she thought she wasn't good enough. He had prided himself on his community being so loving and positive and now that he know they've been being so cruel to his soul mate, it made him furious.

"Mir, listen to me. Don't say anything, just listen. You are amazing. I don't care what others think of you. I love you, and that ring on your finger verifies that. Don't let these people taint your image of yourself. You are beautiful. Every part about you is vibrant and colorful. That's what I love about you. You are MY soul-mate. Their opinions of you don't matter because they aren't intending to marry you soon, I am. Mir, I love you. So. Fucking. Much." The line was silent as Jack finished his monologue. He reached up to wipe his eyes and realized he was tearing up to. "Don't let them tear you down. You deserve better."

"I love you too Jack...I love you too. Thank you. Just being here alone makes all this get to me head a lot easier and I miss you a lot. I'm trying to be strong. I promise," Miranda choked out between hers sobs.

"I'm here for you love. I always will be. Please don't leave me. You're my everything." Jack voice cracked when he finished speaking but he tried to hide how scared he was to be alone again.

"I'm not leaving you," she promised. "You're stuck with me now." Miranda let out a sad chuckle, trying to lift up the mood. "This ring guarantees that."

"Damn right it does," Jack said with certainty. The line was silent for a while, each one settling into a comfortable silence. While they were hundreds of miles apart from each other, at times like this is felt like they were right next to each other. And that's just what each other needed right now.

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