Miranda's P. O. V      " Mom, you're being too loud." I groaned as I stared out the window, watched as the trees zipped by.      " Sorry, sorry. " She muttered, her voice apologetic. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. Glancing at her, I let out a small smile.      " It's okay, I'm not angry. Just tired."  I said.      " And I know that more than anyone. Don't worry dear, we're almost there. You're going to love it here! It's so quiet not to mention how clean the air is. It's going to be such a great change for you due too.…" And just like that, my mum continued rambling.  I couldn't get angry at it though, it was her way of coping. She always talked a lot when she was nervous.     I stared ahead, my gaze unseeing. Here I am, a twenty four year old lady who's life is about to come to a standstill due to a terminal disease. I was diagnosed of pulmona

Miranda Pov     I woke up with a start, feeling invigorated. Stretching on the bed, I groaned as I slipped out of it, running a finger through my hair. I had a good sleep nice last, a first of it's kind. Usually my sleep time gets interrupted with cough. I smiled to myself, I night enjoy staying here after all. It's quietness is soothing. I trudged to the bathroom, brushing my teeth and took my bath. Once I thorough with that, I stepped out, a towel wrapped around my body. I want to go hiking today and explore the wounds while at it. I've always loved nature but there wasn't enough trees back in Las Vegas to live out that dream.       Rummaging my closet, I brought out a track suit and fixed running shoes on my legs. Packing my hair into a tight, I looked ready. I left my room, straight to the kitchen to have a cup of green tea before taking my water bottle. My phone and earphones with me, I took a face mask and procceded out of the h

Miranda Pov " Hey! Why did you do that!!" I shot at him but he didn't say a word, just kept growling at the television, his eyes glowing. I glanced back at the television, wondering what made him so riled up. " You don't like him?" I asked, pointing at the man on the television. The growling lessened but his eyes were still glowing. Reluctantly, he nodded. I sighed, plopping back to my seat, letting out a sigh, I turned off the television. " Okay, I won't show him to you anymore. See?" I said glancing at the now blank television. He stopped growling but he still stood there, staring at me. Feeling a bit uncomfortable by his stares, I stood up, walking towards him. " Come on, let's get you to a room. You need to rest." I muttered pushing him. He didn't move at all, so I had to use all of my strength to do that and that was hard. He was built like a brick wall and was so heavy. it was hard pushing him forward. By the time we got to an empty room, I was alread

Miranda's Pov Days passed and I continued teaching Jonas a lot of things he seemed to not know. He still barely talks but he's a lot more expressive now, not to forget how hostile he is to strangers. And boy, is he clingy. He hardly sleeps in the room unless I'm there and when I wake up in the morning, he's already awake, staring at my face, a smug smile on. I usually brush him off and go about my duties with him on my tail like an obedient puppy. Needless to say, I enjoy his company a lot. He's made living in this quiet town a lot more fun. I had already finished dressing up today and asked him he would like to go hiking with me. He didn't understand at first but when I pointed outside, he nodded once, sprinting outside. He'd been cooped up inside for a long time now, he'd been raring to go out. I chuckled as I picked up my water bottle and joined him outside. We began walking on premade trails, enjoying the scenery. Occasionally Jonas would stop, sni

Miranda's Pov. I woke up with a start the next day, a smile on my lips. It had been hard to fall asleep last night and when I finally did, it was to dream X-rated dreams with Jonas in it. Blood rushed up to my cheeks as I remembered the contents of the dreams. How I wish they could happen in real life! Unfortunately, I need my head to be clear today or I might be taking the first move as regards those dreams. I got out of the bed, trudged to the bathroom, and brushed my teeth. Then dropped by the shower, having a slow, thoughtful bath. These past few weeks have been the happiest day of my life and the reason couldn't be far-fetched. It was all because of Jonas. His presence in my life had turned a lot of things around. I didn't realize how much was missing till he showed up. I wondered I would survive if something happened to him... Or rather, if he got caught by those demons again. I resolved in my mind then, I was going to do everything I can to make