Let Me Heal You (a Jiley fanfiction)

Chapter 1

Miley speeded up her Range Rover car that midday knowing something was not going to go alright.She headed to Calabasas, where one of her current close friends, Justin, lived.

Still focusing on the street, Justin’s voice on the line echoing inside her head.

“I’M DONE! I’M SO FUCKING DONE! I can’t tolerate these strangers having eyes on me in my OWN house!” Justin yelled on the phone expressing how the paparazzi outside –no, upper his house watching everything he did and it pissed him off.

“Calm down, will you?” Miley asked softly begging for Justin to stop yelling on the phone. It however hurt her ear.

“No fucking way! If they don’t back up I’m sure as hell gonna do something.” He frowned as he messed his hair.

“NO! Justin, you just- ugh just stay in the house. They’ll leave as soon as they get nothing.”

“…easy for you to say.” Miley could hear the desperation in his voice which started to get lower than before. Sure it made sense, she had been through it though. All the press, the paparazzi going around, the screaming fans, the rumors, the shades, everything, she had been through them.

She had been there.

But Justin? No. People might think celebrities like them just overreacted over everything. Hell NO! What did they know though? Did they know people like Justin and Miley had to deal with strangers around them all the time? Did they know sometimes they had to pull out a smile for fans though in a very tough situation? Did they know job contracts somehow couldn’t tolerate them in any single condition? People knew NOTHING unless they were in Justin’s position right now.

“…just...stay calm.”

Justin felt like he wanted to grab a stun gun or something to clearthe papz away. They followed him everywhere around? Cool. They asked him random questions? Okay.

But watching him from upper his house like he was a fugitive from justice and soon to be arrested?

‘This is way unacceptable!’

Couldn’t he just be normal in his own house?

He walked round his huge and fulfilled-with-fancy-stuff living room, cursing, mumbling, ignoring Za’s presence who had been made a bit dizzy by Justin’s behave, “Will you just have a seat?”

Justin completely ignored him. Za rolled his eyes, “If you just can’t wait for them to leave then call the police! Call 911! Or you can possibly contact the WHITE HOUSE if you want!” He continued as he raised the tone of his voice.

And that one got Justin’s attention. He stopped for a while and moved towards Za who sat down so steady,“YOU SHOULD’VE TOLD ME THAT ONE EARLIER YOU ASSHOLE!” Justin hit one of his friend’s arms and left Za suffering in pain.

He was about to reach his phone he placed on the desk when he saw someone at the front door in shocked.

The girl leaned on the wall giving him a slight smile, “I guess we’re about to get some pictures flying around in an hour.”

“Well, pretty much like in a minute.”Za broke Miley’s prediction as he lifted his new iPhone –Justin got him– showing a picture he just found on the internet to the two who were still standing.

“For God’s sake, CAN’T THEY LEAVE IT JUST A FEW MINUTES!?” Miley yelled in front of Za while seeing the pictures of her car entering Justin’s house were already posted.Worldwide.

“Will. You. Two. Stop. Yelling. In. Front. Of. Me!?” Za stood up covering his ears and started to leave and went upstairs. He quickly turned around and added, “You two hang out together too much! Both love to yelling at me. Who influenced who? Seriously!”

“SHUT UP!” Justin and Miley yelled at him…again.

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“Miley, you’re here?” Pattie made her way downstairs from her bedroom as she welcomed Miley.

“Hi, Mama!” Miley hugged her, giving her bright smile.

“Glad you finally came. God, you should have seen Justin groaning since the morning. Really annoying.” Pattie shook her head.

“I would know that.” Miley glanced at Justin who put his annoying face on.

“Geez women.”Justin hissed and left to the kitchen making his mom, and his (girl) friend laugh.

“How is your mom?”Pattie opened the conversation. She urged Miley to sit down next to her.

“Very well,” she smiled, “I guess” she murmured.

“Pardon?”

“You know without Daddy around, I thought it was hard for her… I… I don’t know exactly how she feels. Yet she always appears with a smile on her face.” Miley frowned.

Miley was dead worried about her mom. She had to tell someone, and Pattie came as the right choice. She had already assumed her as her own mom since she knew that her mom, Tish, sometimes came to her for a woman talk. Pattie was a nice, no- SUPER nice woman alive.

Nobody doubted her advices.

Miley’s parents now were not in such happiness. Not sure what actually happened between them but Miley didn’t want to ask her mom why her dad left the house a few days ago. So not the time she guessed.

“Well, that’s what mommies do. We would rather hide the pain and put a smile on our face than telling you how we feel and causing you to overthink about it.” Pattie rubbed her fingers through Miley’s short blonde colored hair, wanting Miley to know that everything was going to be alright. Miley enjoyed it somehow as she smiled slightly to Pattie.

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Peace and much Love

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