Jason's POV
Unknown: If you leave her now, I'll back off.
Jason: Who is this?
Unknown: I like to go by the name...X
Jason: What do you want with her?
Unknown: Consider this another warning...leave now or else.
I threw my phone against the wall opposite of the bed and got on my feet. Miley was still silent in the bathroom. I grabbed my phone, which was now cracked and nearly broken, and walked out of the room.
I needed to talk to Josh about this new development. I was getting tired of this X guy and it was time to put this to rest.
"Jason," Josh said answering the phone almost instantly.
"X texted me," I whispered as I walked out the front door. I couldn't risk Miley hearing this now. She already had too much on her plate already.
"Great," he sighed. "What did he say?" Josh asked after a few moments of silence.
"He said that I needed to stay away from Miley. It was some sort of warning." I said with a sigh.
I was becoming stressed out and overwhelmed and I couldn't imagine how Miley felt about all of this.
"What should we do?" Josh asked. "I mean the media is in a frenzy over this. This guy is capable of a lot more than we thought." Josh reasoned.
Josh and I bother were at a loss.
"I don't know," I said shaking my head. My number one concern was and is Miley.
"Maybe I should step away for a little while." I breathed.
At this point, I wasn't even sure I had any other options.
"X has eyes and ears on her so he won't believe that you just stepped away. It needs to be believable." Josh said.
"I know," I said. "I think I'm going to have to go along with it." I huffed.
I didn't want to step away from Miley but I knew that there was no other way.
"We can create the allusion that we are going to give him what he wants. We have to be careful though. We have to have a contingency plan in case anything goes wrong." Josh explained.
"Easier said than done." I huffed.
"It's your call, Jason," Josh said after a few moments of silence.
"Alright," I breathed. No part of me wanted to do with but I didn't have any other choice.
"Come to the house. I'll have everything ready when you get here." I said before hanging up the phone.
I wasn't prepared for what I was about to do but I had no other choice but to follow X's orders. I had to make it look like I was breaking up with Miley. It needed to be believable even if that means that I actually have to break up with her...it needs to look real.
I walked back into the house and slowly began packing up my things. I needed to erase every memory that I had even been here. It would be easier for her that way.
I quickly packed my things as my thoughts began to overwhelm me. I didn't want to do this but I had to keep her safe. Right now, she mattered. Her safety mattered.
"What are you doing?" Miley asked after finally exiting the bathroom. I tried to ignore her, I needed to act as if she didn't exist.
"Jason," Miley said slowly, carefully.
"What?" I snapped as I walked into the bathroom quickly gathering the rest of my things.
"What are you doing?" Miley asked following me. I couldn't find it in me to answer her.
I quickly grabbed my things before walking out of the bathroom and throwing them into my bag. After I was done packing I zipped up my bag and carried my things into the living room. Josh would be here soon and then I would be gone.
The boot on my leg was starting to bother me and I paid attention to the pain as a way to avoid Miley.
"Jason," Miley said again, slower this time.
"I'm leaving," I said as I put on my jacket.
"What? Why?" Miley asked. I could hear the anger and pain in her voice.
"I can't do this anymore." I lied. I still couldn't face her.
"So you're leaving me?" She asked. Tears were evident in her voice.
My heart cracked within me and I took in a deep breath trying to gain my composure.
"Look, it was real but it's done. I can't do this anymore. Pretend that I want this life...that I want you. I'm just a fucking bodyguard." I snapped as I turned to face her.
Nothing prepared me for the broken look on her face. I saw hot tears streaming down her face as she looked at me with nothing but hurt and pain.
"I'm sorry if I did something wrong. Please don't do this." She begged through her tears.
As if any of this were her fault. No, this was all me. I am toxic. This is all my fault.
"No, I don't want to hear your pathetic apologies." I spat before turning away again.
My heart was snapping and breaking within me and I could no longer look at her.
"Knock-knock," Josh said walking into the house.
"I'm out of here," I said grabbing my things and walking out of the house.
"Turner will give you a ride," Josh said as he followed me out.
"Jason, please. Don't do this...don't leave me." Miley begged as Turner grabbed my things and put them into his car.
We were now standing in the driveway and as if on cue, the rain began. My chest was tight and shattered all at the same time. I knew that there is no going back.
"It's already done," I said as I climbed into the truck and shut the door.
Everything inside of me wanted to run to her and hold her in my arms. I wanted to tell her that I am sorry and that I had to say these things so X would believe it. But I couldn't. I couldn't even look at her.
I was scared, to say the least. Scared that I might not ever see her again. Scared that X was going to take her away from me forever. Scared that I would never be able to feel her soft touch again. But most importantly, I was scared for her life. X had made it clear not only once but many times that he would stop at nothing.
I knew I had no other choice. I just hope that one day Miley will see that.
