Miley's POV
You were here one second
And gone the next.
You were mine for a moment
But you were stolen in the night.
I was robbed.
I was robbed by you.
...
"Miley," Sara said softly—a whisper.
"What?" I grumbled.
I felt Sara's presence next to me as I removed the blanket from my head.
"I have your script here." She said placing the script on my lap. "I figured it might help take your mind off of things." Sara smiled at me.
I could tell that she was watching herself around me, trying to tiptoe around the elephant in the room. I hadn't left my room since the night Jason left which was only four days ago.
It was strange how it felt as if it were just yesterday and nearly years ago at the same time.
Sara didn't say anything around me but I had heard her whispering on the other side of my door. She said things like: 'I've never seen her like this', 'I'm worried about her', 'Should I cancel filming', and others. Neither Josh nor Sara mentioned Jason's name, not even in a whisper.
It worried me more not knowing where he was and whether he was okay or not.
"Okay," I finally said hoping to get her out of the room.
"Do you want to practice with me?" Sara asked.
"No," I said as I avoided looking at her.
"If you need anything, I'll be out here," Sara said standing to her feet and walking out of the room without another word.
I was grateful for the alone time but it didn't help the pain. I had tried everything to get my mind off of Jason but nothing seemed to work. I knew that I was going to have to forget about him and everything soon since I needed to focus on filming.
I needed to get into character. Lili. That is my character's name.
Lili is tough and takes nothing from nobody. She stands up for herself, speaks her mind, and stands for what she believed in. Lili is confident, trustworthy, and smart. Almost everything I am not.
I used to be these things but after years of being talked down to I fell into a rut that was anything but easy to climb out of. Jason seemed to be the light at the end of the tunnel for me but I suppose I was wrong about that...about him.
A text lit up my phone and I sighed as I noticed that it was another text from Liam. I was hoping...praying...that it would be Jason. But it wasn't and that just made things worse.
Liam:
Hey.
Liam had been texting me a lot recently. At first, it was rather annoying but then it was kind of sweet. He was worried about me and checked on me every morning and evening to see if I was okay.
My personal life was aired in the media nonstop since this X thing happened and Liam knew a little bit about stalkers so he was trying to be comforting.
Miley:
Hey.
Liam:
How is your morning going?
Miley:
Okay.
Liam:
Good.
It looks like I am going to be in Florida for a couple of days next week. I could stop by if you want.
Miley:
I don't know if that is a good idea.
Liam:
Okay, ...let me know if you change your mind.
I put down my phone and looked back at my script. I took a few deep breaths as I tried to get into character. I knew it was going to be impossible for me to focus but I didn't think that it was going to be this bad.
I caved and pulled out my phone again sending another quick text to Liam.
Miley:
So...when are you getting here?
Liam:
Next Friday. I'll text you when I land?
Miley:
Okay.
I knew it probably wasn't a good idea to even be reaching out to him after everything but I needed something to distract me. I needed something that was going to help me focus.
I finally read my script, taking notes here and there. I was excited to start but nervous at the same time. After a while, I stopped and pulled out my journal quickly throwing my feelings into a short poem.
You were more than a distraction.
You were the air in my lungs,
the feeling of life,
the only happiness I desired.
But not anymore.
Now you are the ache in my body
The hole in my chest,
The hurt I never imagined possible.
