Sweet Thing - A Semi Story
Mileys POV
Me and Selena were still sat on the picnic table just talking and laughing. I smiled at my cousin but it soon turned into a very pissed off looking frown when I heard something I really didn't want to.
"YO! miley! why don't you get your sexy ass over here!? why you wasting time with that ugly, crazy, bitch; haven't you heard she tried to kill somebody?!" I looked at Selena who just looked down, trying to avoid eye contact, obviously embarrassed. Nobody talks about my Selena like that! They don't know shit about her! I stood up and walked over to Justin Slapping him as hard as I possibly could across the cheek! "WTF!?" he roared as he stood up, towering over me as he placed his hand on his now very red cheek. "ONE, Get some fucking respect! I don't fucking appreciate being called A 'Sexy cowgirl!' TWO, She's my fucking cousin and you will not call her Ugly, Crazy Or a Bitch! and THREE, You know absolutely SHIT all about her and what happened, so go fuck yourself you Fucking disgrace!" As his friends watched in Awe I picked up a drink off the table and threw it all over justin, turned on my heel, wrapped my arm around Sels' shoulders and walked away. Selena wrapped her arm around my waist and leaned her head against my shoulder. "Thank you, Miles, really! thank you! nobody's ever stuck up for me before!" I smiled at my cousin and tightened my grip on her. "What are cousins for eh?"
Roughly after about 20 more seconds, our moment was over. "Girls. My office. Now!"
Me and Selena both looked at each other and groaned. We trailed behind our principal until we arrived outside his office about 2 minutes later. He unlocked the door, holding it open for us and followed us in, telling us to take a seat as he sat on the other side of his large oak desk. "So..Miss Cyrus, this isnt exactly how I expected out first meeting to be like."
Selena tried to speak but I stopped her, knowing that she was going to try and take the blame when she had done absolutely nothing wrong. "Is is not? oh what a shame. " I say with sarcasm oozing out of my voice. The Principal looks slightly shocked. "Mrs Cyrus, I don't know what kid of behaviour is tolerated up in Tennessee but here in this school i do not except that kind of behaviour!" He's starting to wind me up a little. " Why don't you try telling that to your little faggot football start? and maybe next time he wont deserve a slap." And with that, I stand up, pull sel up and exit his office, slamming the door slightly on the way out. I take a deep breathe and turn to Selena to see her smiling at me. "What?" I ask. "You're just the best cousin ever" I laughed a little bit. "Yeah, you're not so bad yourself" I say jokingly. She hits me playfully on the arm as we carry on walking. In the end we couldn't be bothered with last period and decided to just walk home instead.
Selena's POV:
Later on that night I got out of the shower and instantly wrapped a towel around my freezing bear body. I walked into my bedroom, to my surprise miley wasn't there. I shrugged and headed to my closet pulling the towel off my body and begining to dry myself before wrapping the towel around my wet hair and pulling a massive oversized hoodie over my head and a pair of pj shorts. I jumped when i heard knocking coming from the other side of my balcony door. I walked over, opening the curtain to see who it was. Miley.
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I laughed a little and shook my head. "You know that shit frys your brain, right?" Miley just looked at her in disbelief. "Dude, you're the one who gave me my first joint." Selena giggled and took the joint off her as she passed it, taking a few toaks, each time holding it is for as long as she could before passing it back to Miley. She watched as the young girl took a toak and blew it back out almost instantly. " You know, you're meant to keep the smoke in your lungs for as long as possible so all the THC absorbs into your lungs, hence, getting you more stoned." I said in quite a 'as matter of a fact' sort of tone. "OOoo Sorry, forgot you were top stoner, when was the last time you hung out with your good old friend..what's his name, uhmmm..Oh yeah, Bob, was it?!" (Marley) I couldn't help but laugh taking the joint off Miley once again and having a few more toaks before flicking the roach over the balcony on the street down below. I pulled miles to her feet and we headed back inside my room, It was about 10 to 8 at night so we decided to put on a movie on netflix. Not that we actually watched it, we sat and talked for hours, like usual.
Every night it becomes clear to me how hurt miley still is, the mask she wears during the day comes off completely, for the passed 2 months there's not been a single night where she hasn't cried into my chest. I sighed as this broken girl clung on to my hoodie, sniffling and sobbing. I knew that one day she wouldn't be as hurt or angry or upset any more but for now, ! could still see the big throbbing hole in her heart. I understood her pain, I lost my aunt and uncle and the majority of my cousins, That hurt, a lot but I couldn't even start to imagine how Miley feels. I let miley cry to me for however long she needed, which was usually until she fell asleep, I rubbed her back soothingly with one hand as ran my other hand through her beautiful long wavy locks, knowing that it made her calm down. When we were little she used to make me play with her hair until she fell asleep, I never did mind though, I always tried to look after her. She was my little cousin.
To Be Continued...
