Finding Maze

Chapter 2

Miley pov

"It didn't take you that long to find me" I gritted sarcastically, when Jenna pulled me into a hug.

"I am sorry baby, I went to the washroom and that's when your fucking flight landed" she said rubbing my back. "God I am soo happy you are here"

The flight had landed in the JFK Airport about an hour ago, and since this airport was so huge I had no idea where I was and it was so hard to find an exit with three heavy suitcase, I hadn't thought that through when I had packed them.

"come on, let's leave. I have my Lambo waiting for you" Jenna said, taking two of my suitcase and started walking ahead of me.

But all I could do was gape at her.

"you coming?" Jenna asked turning around when she noticed I wasn't coming by her side.

"you have a Lambo" I breathed, still gaping at her.

"no bitch, the company doesn't pay enough to have a Fiesta, let alone a Lambo I used a metaphor, to make your journey comfortable" Jenna said, pulling me along with her. I chuckled and shook my head as I let her drag me towards the exit.

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"damn, Jen you really do clean your house" I said, kicking the pillow which was on the floor to some corner.

It took us about forty five minutes to reach Jenna's house. I was already exhausted after the flight ride and when Jenna told me she wasn't living in Queens but in Manhattan, I was enervated.

"thanks, I put so much hard work in cleaning this house. Just because my favorite niece is coming" Jenna said hugging me from behind.

"you have three, so I better be your favorite" I said, in a warning tone.

She gave me a mock hurt look and said "you are always my favorite niece"

Jenna is like an older sister I never had. Although she is like thirty something years old, she looks really young. With her bright emerald eyes and silky blond hair and her perfect skin tone. She looked stunning.

"go on, baby. Go to your room. I will order something for dinner " Jenna said, waving her hand in a way of shooting me off, I grinned as I climbed upstairs.

Though Jenna's house was small and cozy it was much more homely than my house, the upstairs had two rooms and because of my frequent visits to New York, Jenna decided to give me my own room.

I entered the room which was near the staircase and placed all the three suitcase on my bed and threw the backpack to the floor. I sighed and looked around the room, it was very small compared to the room in LA. Unlike my LA room this room had only very few windows, and only one closet and the bed here was kind of single bed instead of the king size bed in LA.

Jenna bought this house with her very own hard earned money when she was around twenty five years old, this house was one of the proudest thing she had ever done for herself. This house was the definition of stable in her life, after getting this house was when she had contacted me and wanted to get closer to family and me being a rebel would never miss the chance to rekindle with an exiled rebel, which was Jenna. 

She being the elder never had a fun life. All her teenage time, she was stuck up in her house and was focusing only on studies because my grandmother was an uptight snot, didn't allow her to go anywhere else apart from school. She was grounded even if she went to the library, that is probably majority of the reason why Jenna, when presented with an opportunity to escape she took it without hesitation. The chance of escape came in the form of a guy named Slater, they kinda wanted to elope but Jenna broke his heart and is kinda happy now.