Summary- It's been two years since Oliver died. Lily knew it wasn't her fault. But when a tragic accident happens to Miley, Lily is forced to live with the fact that it was her fault. The problem is, she's seeing her everywhere. At first, she feels she's just daydreaming. Until the problem persists. How can she cope with the loss of her best friend? Knowing that it's possibly her fault, and half the world is out to get her, even though they're really not. She wants to turn back time, and make everything normal again. She's changing inside and out. Her parents tell her to get Phsychiatric help, her heart tells her to let go, but her mind tells her to keep seeing these things. It tells her not to worry. These sort of things are meant to happen...or are they? IN THIS STORY, MILEY IS NOT HANNAH MONTANA! AND THEY DONT LIVE IN MALIBU, THEY LIVE IN A SMALL TOWN CALLED KEROSENE, MASSACHUSETTES. -kerosene, massachusettes doesn't exist, by the way-

-BASED ON A FEW EPISODES OF DAWSON'S CREEK-

Chapter One- The Accident

Lily Truscott's cellphone was ringing itself out of it's battery. She flicked her tv on mute, and reached over. "Hello?" She asked, combing her fingers through her blonde shoulder-length bangs on the top of her head. "Miley, it's almost midnight!" She exlaimed to to her best friend on the other line.

"Alright, i'll be there. Chill." She said before closing her phone. She grabbed her keys off the counter, threw on her coat, and burst out the door and into the cold September night air.

She drove down to the pier, where her and her best friends always met to hang out and get away from the world. She parked her car on the green grass near the water and stopped it. Her hands were shaky, but her legs were quick as she skidded out the car and ran to the tower over-looking the calm, smooth water. She always hated climbing up it, but loved the view when she reached the top.

"It's about time," her friend Miley said, grabbing her arm and lifting her up onto the top. "I was getting worried."

Lily brushed herself off, then taking her seat on the bench near the water. The tower was surrounded by wooden guard-rails. It was dangerous to be up there, but she loved the rush of over-looking danger.

She's been afraid of heights ever since...her other friend's accident.

"No need to worry about me, Miles. You know I always make it." She smiled, zipping up her coat."

Both of the girls looked out at the water. "It's so beautiful, isn't it?" Miley asked from the opposite bench.

"Yeah, it is." Miley agreed.

Lily kicked her feet and looked at Miley. The wind was blowing stray strands of hair around her face. "I went up there yesterday." She licked her lips, afraid of upsetting Miley.

"Where? The water-tower?" She asked, slurring the word "where"

"Yeah," Lily answered.

A brook of silence burst through the both of them.

"You know sometimes...I just wish I could get away from the world. Just...leave this stupid town and become my own person. Live life freely." Miley broke the silence.

"You could." Lily told her. "But if you did, imagine everything you'd be leaving behind."

Miley snickered. "Like what? There's nothing here for me. Kerosene is THE most boring town in the history of BORING towns."

"Yeah, but there's always alot of fun things you." Lily smiled.

Miley narrowed her eyes. "Like what?"

"Like this!" Lily pushed Miley over onto the floor of the tower and splashed water in her face.

Miley coughed, then sat up. "Ugh, you bitch!" She pulled herself up and sat on one of the guard-rails, massaging her head, where she hit it when she fell on the ground. Lily was laughing incantestantly. "I had to do it." She said between laughs.

Miley was massaging the pain off of her head, and she lost her ballance on the guard rails. Luckily, she got up before she could fall, and both girls sighed of relief. She was walking over to the bench, and slipped on the water Lily had splashed on her face, hit her head on the guard-rails, and flipped off the tower and fell 30 feet and made a huge splash as she fell into the deep water, and didn't come up.

"MILEY!" Lily yelled, both hands protectivley on the guard-rails, and leaning herself over the edge, looking at where Miley had fell. At that one moment, her whole purpose in life had been ruined...

Okay, how did you like it? The next chapter will explain to you how Oliver died.
There are no pairs in this story.
It's just a painful story
I thought of one night while lying in my bed.
Once I get a few positive reviews, I'll post chapter two.
Thank you (: