A/N: Do stories always have to end happy? Does everyone want a happy ending? ...That's what I thought, well most of you like happy endings anyway. Most of mine end happy, so I figure why not switch it up a bit and have a little fight, with a not so fun ending? Cause this song is real cool. Picture To Burn by Taylor Swift! Enjoy in Lilly's POV...
Picture To Burn
I should have seen it before, but I just didn't want to believe it. That was until we started another fight.
"Don't give me that shit, you know that everything isn't perfect." Miley laughed at me as we walked inside my house, having just come back from a little drive in her truck.
"Pfst yeah, state the obvious thanks a lot. And I know everything isn't perfect, so I didn't get my perfect fantasy."
"Then why did you say you want something so bad, that's never gonna happen?" Miley asked.
"Well it was worth a shot, but I just realized something about you. It sure took me long enough, but I'm glad I've figured it out."
"Oh really, and what's that?"
"I realize you love yourself more than you could ever love me."
"What? Why would I-"
"Oh cut the crap, you do and you know it. I fell in love with you cause you're cute and sweet, so what's not to love?" I told her.
"Well, so I..."
"So go and tell your friends that I'm obsessive and crazy." I simply shrugged my shoulders.
"But why would I do that?"
"Oh I know you would, because that's the kind of person you've become. But that's fine, I'll tell mine you're gay."
"You wouldn't." She glared at me.
"Oh I would too, you know how rocky things have been between us lately."
"I know, but that doesn't mean you have to go and tell everyone about us." Miley was annoyed.
"That's true, oh and by the way, I hate that stupid old pick up truck you never let me drive." I finally said to get it off my chest.
"What? I thought you liked that." She partly whined.
"Not really, why don't you ever let me drive it?"
"It's just that, it just got new tires, new chrome spinners and a beautiful new paint job. I wouldn't really want to mess that up. Would you?"
"Oh my gosh, you're such a jerk! You know I can drive just as good as you. You're just a, you're a redneck heartbreak."
Miley gasped. "That is so not true."
"Yeah, and one who's really bad at lying."
"Alright fine then, what next?" Miley challenged, obviously waiting for more insults to come her way.
"Well with you loving yourself, you're becoming less and less important to me. So watch me strike a match on all my wasted time because as far as I'm concerned, you're just another picture to burn." I said as she looked at me with slight shock.
"Wh-what? Are you serious?"
"Oh yes I am, that's how little you mean to me now."
"Just because I love myself more? Wait...yeah you're right, I guess I do. I mean, what's not too love?" She smiled a little, her ego showing.
I rolled my eyes. "Yup, there's that ego."
Miley's snapped out of it and her eyes started to shine with tears. "Lilly come on, I didn't mean it. I just..."
"If you didn't mean it then why'd you say it? And there's no time for tears." I couldn't handle her drama.
"W-well fine then, what's more important then my feelings?" Miley kept herself strong.
"Ha, well you're selfish for one thing and I'm just sitting here planning my revenge. Because I really can't handle you anymore."
"Alright, what are you planning to do?"
"Why would I tell you that? Well for one thing, there's nothing stopping me from goin' out with all of your best friends." I chuckled.
"Oh that's funny, but why would you do that? What about us?"
"Because they're not as dramatic as you. And what about us? Miley I don't like you anymore, you're too into yourself."
"Well what if I said-"
"Oh, and if you come around saying sorry to me, my daddy's gonna show you how sorry you'll be."
"Lilly don't be like that. Why are you being so stubborn?" Miley pouted.
"Me? You've got the ego. And 'cause I hate that stupid old pick up truck you never let me drive."
"Oh let it go, it's just a truck." She sighed
"You're calling it just a truck now? I thought you were way fond of it and that's why you're a redneck heartbreak." I told her again.
"What about that one time last year? I think you drove it then." Miley shrugged, unsure.
"Who's really bad at lying? You are. Miles I don't remember driving it at all. So watch me strike a match on all my wasted time..."
"Cause as far as you're concerned, I'm just another picture to burn." Miley sighed, knowing that was it.
"Yeah, why not? What have you done besides ignore me and think of yourself?" I asked.
"Well I know that I really like you and you're more then just my best friend and that-"
"Miley those are just facts about what I already know, not what I asked. But you wouldn't have that answer about what you've done for me would you? Because you hardly ever have thought of anyone or anything besides yourself."
"Lilly, would it count for anything if I miss you?"
"No, if you're missing me you better keep it to yourself."
"Ok fine, but why?" Miley wondered.
"Cuz coming back around here, would be bad for your health. I think we both know how strong I am."
"Ok that's just creepy now. I never thought you'd be this dark."
"Well if you payed more attention to me, then you'd get to know me."
"Look I'm sorry, I just..." She tried to apologize, I cut her off
"You're just in love with your truck. Well I don't care anymore, 'cause I hate that stupid old pick up truck you never let me drive. You're a readneck heartbreak, who's really bad at lying."
"Ok, why all the sudden insults?"
"I'm breaking up with you, that's why. Oh I just remembered something, I'll be right back." I ran up to my room, grabbed a small book and ran back down, I handed it to Miley. "Here look at this." I told her then went to the kitchen and looked in a drawer for some matches.
"The photo album of us?"
"Yeah," I took a few photos of the two of us smiling on the beach. Then I set the album down on a small table next to the door. "So, watch me strike a match on all my wasted time." I told her, as I took a match from the pack I held and struck it to see the bright flame. Then I held a few pictures up about to touch it.
"You're really serious aren't you?" Miley said, eyes wide. I blew out the match taunting her.
"Well yeah, cause in case you haven't heard, I really really hate that stupid old pick up truck you never let me drive."
"Alright alright, I get it." Miley said in an annoyed tone.
"Good, but I just feel sorry for the next girl you pick up. Cause you're a redneck heartbreak, who doesn't think about anyone else and if the other person is really smart they can see right through you, cause you're really bad at lying."
"Alright then, maybe I'll try harder." Miley said casually.
"Exactly why I'm dumping you."
"What about the pictures? You're not gonna burn those?" She asked in a sort of relieved tone.
"Oh thanks for reminding me." I said, getting out another match. "Yeah, so watch me strike a match on all my wasted time. Cause as far as I'm concerned," I told her as I held up some pictures to the match and let them curve up in a small flame. "You're just another picture to burn." I smiled.
Miley gasped. "You just...I can't believe that...Lilly I don't have a copy."
"Why would you want a copy of those? This is a break up." I said, throwing the pictures into the garbage as the flames stopped.
"I don't, I don't know." Miley sighed in defeat.
"Neither do I, anyway turn around and you'll see the door." I said, taking a few more pictures out of my album as she opened the door.
"Lilly I, I don't know what to say."
"Oh you don't have to say anything, just look at those pictures." I told her as she stepped outside on my front porch then turned around to face me. Then I set a small fire to a few more and tossed them on my front porch, right next to her feet. "Yeah that's right, burn, burn, burn, baby, burn."
"Oh my god, I can't believe what you're doing."
"I can, I should have done it a long time ago. You're just another picture to burn Miley."
"You're full of bull shit."
"Me? You're the one too wrapped up in yourself, so you shouldn't be the one to talk about others being full of bull shit, but yourself."
I looked over at the album, still sitting on the table, and flipped through a couple more pages, then found the perfect picture of us. One that I had held the camera up and took of the two of us kissing. The beach, the waves and a sunset as our little background. I laughed a little at this.
"What's that one?" Miley asked curiously.
I turned it around and showed her. "We were pretty happy a couple years ago, weren't we?" I sighed.
I turned it back around and looked at it for a few more seconds, Miley stepped by my side looking with me. I actually had some feelings for her again, in that moment. But soon enough they went away as I thought of this reality and the time I was in now.
"Yeah we were." Miley said softly.
"But that's not gonna work out like that again is it? Cause I can tell you're not gonna change."
Miley stepped back again. "Lilly I can try if you give me a chance."
"Do you realize how many times you've said that? Yet you've never changed." I frowned, then tossed the picture on the ground near her feet.
"That's one of our best memories you know." Miley told me softly, a slight crack in her voice.
"I know, but as cute and sweet and compassionate as you're acting right now, I'm not gonna buy it. Because I know it's not gonna last by tomorrow."
"What ever you say Lil." She used my nickname.
She hadn't said it in such a long time and only used it when she really needed me, when we needed each other and she had always really meant it. I don't know what had changed her attitude so much these days, but did she really mean it now? Should I really do this? But it was too late, my actions spoke quicker then I could think. I struck one last match and threw it on the picture as it lay on the ground. Miley looked down and watched it begin to go black. My memory of that day began to fade.
"Baby burn..." I said softly, then closed my door.
A/N: Bad ending? Sorry well that's how the song ends and it may not have been the best choice for a songshot once I think about it. But like I said, just goin for something different. (Oh and I know I made Lilly seem like a slight bitch if that's what some of you are thinking, but that was sorta the point...a little) Review...? Peace!