Title: Good and Broken
Rating: PG ( for now )
Pairing: Miley/OFC
warnings: slash of the female variety.

            "Tell me what I can do to make you happy!" the fifteen-year-old girl pleaded with tears in her blue eyes.

            "For starters you can tell me you love me more than once a week!" The older female yelled close to tears herself. "That way I might actually believe you!" Their tears began to fall; was in the heat of the situation or where their hearts actually breaking?

            "I do love you but—"

            "But what?" The older girl interrupted, her body shaking almost violently.

            "But…I'm afraid."

            "Is the infamous rivalry between the Martin and Cyrus families finally coming to an end? We'll have more on this story after the break." Taylor Martin turned off the television. She could really careless about what the redundant commercials had to sell, or what the botoxed gossip reporter had to say about the on going feud between her family and the Cyrus'. It was really none of their business and hopefully it would all be over soon.  

            The only reason she agreed to the world tour was to finally end what her father Gerard Martin and Billy Ray Cyrus had started. Her older brother Jason wasn't much help; with him and Trace Cyrus constantly at each others throats and all. It was up to her and Miley Cyrus to finally end it once and for all.

            Taylor's thirteen-year-old younger brother Ethan had a different idea of why she was going on the tour. 'You have a girl crush!' He would always taunt. She didn't understand how he would persist after being hit in the head so many times. 

            "Are you ready Tay?" Gerard asked his daughter. She nodded picking up her guitar case. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Taylor gave her dad a look that screamed 'yes now get over it'. "Alright." He sighed hugging his only daughter.

            "I love you daddy." She whispered taking in his smell of old spice one last time for almost a whole year.

            "Love you too Tay." They released their grip on each other. Gerard nodded letting her know she could go. She smiled back walking out the door.

            "Are you ready to rock?" Jeff, one of Taylor's band mates, asked as she sat down next to him on the tour bus.

            "As ready as ever." She smiled widely at him.

            "We're gonna rock the world." He smiled. "Literally."