The King of Rats sat up straight and tall upon his perch, as if he could look the helmed figure in the eye from his position. Despite his smallness, the monarch seemed to fill the room. Beside him, his servant stood in stony silence, both hands griping the pommel of their flamberge, awaiting any inkling of an order to send the stranger away.
“Thou comest into my domain, a human, unwelcomed, and dare even to utter such things?” The three-foot rat fixated his beady, red eyes on the fellow, his whiskers twitching with distaste. “Bend thy knee. Thou’rt speaking to a king.”
Ooh, it seemed like everything was going fine
I found the love that I thought was gonna last
Then I accidentally saw a few things in your cell
I even LOL'd, man, I should've known
Things weren’t going to great between Miley and Liam as of late. Since Miley chopped off all of her hair and went blonde, Liam started getting nastier and began drifting apart from her. He was her fiancé so this whole situation was tearing her apart. The blonde walked up the stairs of their mansion, sliding her hand along the rail. When she arrived to their bedroom, the shower was going off in the bathroom. Miley sighed as she fell back onto the bed, curling up into a ball.
A minute passed when a chime went off across the room. Curious, Miley sat up in the bed and noticed Liam’s phone lighting up on the dresser. She eyed the bathroom door making sure Liam was still occupied. When the coast was clear, she hopped off of the bed and walked over to her fiancé’s phone. She picked up the phone and saw a message from someone named “Eiza Gonzalez”. Her eyebrows rose as she entered his password unlocking the phone.
“Babe, how much longer till I get to see you again? Get rid of the skank cuz I need your lovin tonight ;) xx.”
Miley’s jaw dropped as the shower shut off in the bathroom. Her bottom lip started trembling as she gripped his phone tightly in her hand, turning to face the bathroom door. Liam opened the door with a towel wrapped around his waist. He shook off his hair to dry as he noticed Miley’s expression. “What’s wrong, babe?” He asked, not moving.
She shook her head then held up his phone in the air with a stern expression on her face. He shrugged as he walked over to the dresser next to her to get his clothes, “My phone?” The short blonde huffed as she threw the phone at the wall, cracking the screen. His eyes widened as he quickly turned to face her, “What was that?!” He exclaimed, picking up his phone and examining the screen. “Who the hell is Eiza?!” Miley gritted through her teeth.
His mouth opened a bit then quickly closed. He didn’t say a word as tears fell down Miley’s cheek. She bit down on her lip hard, “Fine.” She walked over to her closet and pulled a suitcase out from the top shelf. “Miles, where are you going?” He questioned. Miley ignored him as she unzipped the suitcase and began tossing piles of clothing into the bag.
“She’s just a friend! A co-star!!” He blurted out. A laugh burst out of Miley’s mouth as she could see straight through his bullshit. His jaw tightened at her outburst, “Don’t believe me then. Can’t believe you don’t fucking trust me, Miley…” He said. A frown formed on her face as she looked him in the eyes and lifted up her middle finger in his direction. A scowl appeared on Liam’s face as he slammed the drawers shut and walked back into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.
“Fuck you, Liam,” She muttered under her breath as she zipped up her bags and carried the bag of her things downstairs. Tears began falling quickly down her cheek as she pulled out her phone. She landed on her best friend’s number and hit call.
“Hello?” Emily answered the phone after a second. Miley’s inhaled, “Em…” Her voice was shaky, “Can—can I come spend the night?” She held the phone against her tightly as Emily told her to hurry up and get over there. Miley hung up the phone as she grabbed a sticky note and a pen. “FU” was all that she wrote as she taped it on the front door then walked out, slamming the door behind her.
