Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah!
A/N: This isn't the sequel to 'Revealed'
Chapter 1: Leaving
Miley's POV
Things have gotten from good to horrible in the past year. It started in 9th grade. Jake came back from Romania, but then he got another movie deal not even a month later. It was for 2 years! His parents signed the contract already, so he had to leave.
Jake felt bad about everything. He said that I shouldn't have to wait 2 years for him. We both agreed that we should see other people, and then he left.
That's when I meet Adrian.
He asked me out and I agreed. I needed to get over Jake. We went on a few dates and became boyfriend and girlfriend. Then he changed.
He abuses me. If I tell any one, he'll kill me. Of course, I haven't told any one. I've been urged to tell someone quite a few times, but I never did.
In the past year, Hannah Montana is still one of the top singers in America. Lilly and Oliver finally got together. It's about time that they realized that they're perfect for each other.
Now we are in the 10th grade. Jakes been working on that movie for a year and a half. I'm walking to Adrian's house right now. If I don't go, he'll track me down. He knows where I live.
My dad knows I'm going to Adrian's house, but he never suspects a thing. Adrian lives in a normal neighborhood and he's an only child.
I got to his house and knocked on the door. After about half a minute, he answered the door. Usually his parents aren't home, today was one of those days.
"Finally, you're here! What took you so long?!" Adrian yelled at me. He pulled me into his house.
He punched me hard on the shoulder. Then he pushed me down and kicked me repeatedly in the stomach. I would think that an abuser at least has a stupid reason to hurt someone, but he doesn't. I got up so he would stop, but he didn't.
He pushed me down again, only this time it was harder. I landed on my head. Adrian looked satisfied and went upstairs. Then every started to fade into black. He always does this, except most times I don't fall unconscious.
When I woke up, it was sunset. Adrian must still be in his room, because the house was empty. As usual, I left the house and walked home.
When I got home, dad was in the kitchen making dinner. "Hey bud, ready for dinner?" dad asked me. "I'm not very hungry," I reply. I went upstairs to my room and locked the door.
I'm fed up with having to lie all the time and getting abused. I got a backpack and put a few changes of clothes in there and my hairbrush and toothbrush just in case. I slipped the 250 dollars I had saved into my jean pocket. Then I wrote them a note.
Dear dad and Jackson,
I'm sorry I had to leave, and I wish I could tell you why I left, but I can't. Hopefully I'll see you again. Tell Lilly and Oliver for me.
Love,
Miley
I put the letter on my bed and grabbed my bag. I used the rope ladder and got down to the yard.
I left, not knowing where I was going or what I as going to do.
