Chapter Four

Forgiveness

I was nervous as hell when Mr. Stewart yelled for Miley to come down to the living room. So I bounced my leg up and down to try and get rid of some of my nervous. I could feel Mr. Stewart's eyes on me before returning to the stairs where we could hear Miley walking down them.

" Yea, dad wha -" Miley started to say but stopped. My guess was that she saw me, before she continued, " What is she doing here ? "

Mr. Stewart sighed loudly, " Miley sit down."

" You want me to sit down. While she's here ? Your crazier than I thought ya old hillbilly."

I stood up from the couch while saying, " Mr. S. Don't worry about it. She doesn't want me here and this is her home. So I'm going to respect her and leave. Thanks for the BBQ." and with that I left.

I got into my car, started it, then drove to my house. Once there I noticed that I was home alone for the night since mom had too work. Sighing I pulled into my driveway, turned off my car, and just sat there staring into nothing.

Sighing I pulled my keys out, and opened my door before getting out of the car. Slamming it shut I cross my arms, put them on top of my hood and watched as the stars twinkled like Miley's eyes.

I stood there for an minute or two before turning around and walking to the house when I heard an car door slam shut from behind me.

" You've got my daddy wrapped around your little finger, Truscott."

I rubbed my forehead as I turned around to find Miley an foot away from me, " Miley, if your going to scream and hit me. Please let's do it inside. I really hate for the neighbors to call the cops and everything."

She didn't say anything after that for an while before she walked closer to me.

" Dad said that he was okay for you to love me like that. Or in his words, " Miley that girl would give her life up for ya in a heart beat. Bud, she loves ya more than any body that I've ever seen.".................................... Do you really love me like that?"

" You know I do Miley. You owned my heart since we were 15 years old."

Miley's mouth dropped open for an moment before she asked," You've loved me that way for 4 years ? Why didn't ya every say anything ?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said, " Four long years. And I was scared, I didn't want to lose my best friend, over something you'll never return."

" Then why tell me that you love me on the beach ?"

I rubbed my forehead as I said, " Because there's no grantee that I'll come back alive and I wanted you to know before I left. "

We stared at each other for an while after that, I could see the her eyes shining with tears. I looked away from her.

" Don't say that. Please." Miley whispered, as she began to cry.

I looked back at her, walked closer towards her. She didn't move as I continued to move closer towards her. I was close enough that she threw her arms around me as she began to cry harder.

Sighing I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer.

" I'm sorry. I'm so, so Sorry." Miley kept whispering as she continued to cry.

" Shh...Miles. It's okay. It's okay." I whisper to her hoping to clam her down.

Once she clammed down enough we headed inside the house and sat down on the couch to talk.

" I'm sorry for the way I reacted." Miley said as she played with her hands.

I smiled and grabbed her hand while saying," It's fine Miles. I mean I just got done telling you that I joined the Military. Then I dropped the L word on top of it. I might have done the same thing you did."

Miley smiled sadly at me, " I'm still sorry."

I tugged on her hand till she was laying down. Her head in my lap, " It's okay." I whisper while I started to play with her hair. It wasn't long till she fell asleep while holding my hand while I continued to play with her hair with my other hand.

" Wish you didn't join the Military." Miley whispered

I smiled sadly while saying," I know."

" Did you tell your mom yet?" she whispered as she turned her head and looked me in the eyes.

I shook my head "no" while she frowned.

" Why haven't you told her yet?" she asked as she rolled over on to her back.

I sighed loudly and stopped playing with her hair, " Cause I know she'll talk me out of it, and I ain't going to let her do that."

" Can I ?" Miley whispered again.

I shollowed before asking, " Do what ?"

" Ask you to stay."

I closed my eyes for an moment before opening them at the feel of an hand on my face, Miley's hand.

" Can I ?" she asked again

" Miley please don't ask me this. I ...I would stay for you. But they'll come and get me if I don't show up, then they'll place me in jail for aidwalking." I said quietly, and before I knew it Miley's lip were on mine.

That's it for Chapter Four. I know it's short, but I've been helping my dad tare down an trailer to move in another. I promise the next chapter will be longer and up soon. Please leave your thoughts. Thanks Ink