A/N: Niley, Niley, more NILEY. What could be better? This fic is very angsty (at least I think so) so be sure that you're ready for it! ;) Reviews will make me smile.

"You Said You Loved Me"
- A Niley fic, chapter one ; "Start To Forget"

I sighed as my eyes bore into his. Here I was, staring at the one guy who hurt me the most. The one guy who had left me for another girl. Was I not good enough? What was so great about her that wasn't so great about me? So my eyes were blue, and hers were brown. I was a brunette, and her hair was a close complection to a raven's feathers. I was bubbly, cheery, somewhat talented, and she was - serious? Whatever he liked about her, I couldn't figure out. I stared at him and stared at him... but it was only a picture. And his picture was worth a lot more than a thousand words.

I found my hands gripping his picture tighter and tighter. And before I knew it, he was ripped in half. Just like my heart. We had been so good together. We'd made each other smile, laugh, and cry. We'd kissed, caressed, and gazed into each others eyes. Now everytime we came across each other, it'd be a quick glance or a secret stare. No more laughs or smiles. Just crying. And blinking, and averted eyes. We couldn't bare to remind ourselves of what we'd gone through. Our breakup had been so painful - so emotional. We just couldn't deal. I had cried a lot that night. Screamed a little, too. But only because I lost the one I loved the most; Nick...

"Miley, you okay?"

My room door squeaked open, and I quickly stashed away my torn picture. "Huh?" I asked, snapping back into reality. My mom eyed me quizzicaly as she stepped inside my property. She slowly closed the door behind her, and sat beside me on my bed. I clenched my fists inside my lavender sheets and stared at the black carpeting.

"Are you okay?" she repeated, snaking her arm around my shoulder, rubbing it slightly, trying to ease my comfort. "You've been kind of quiet lately, and that is not you." I tried my best to smile, but all that came out was a shaky sigh.

"Yeah," I lied, doing my best not to look her in the eyes. "I just miss Tennessee, I guess." And him.

"We were down there last week," she replied, moving a strand of my thick, wavy brown hair away from my eyes. "You got to see your Mammie, and everything." I sighed once more, and got up, walking over to my dresser.

"Yeah, but...," I sucked my teeth. "A week goes by fast, you know. And being here in LA... reminds me of -" Realization of what I was about to say knocked me upside the head. I kept my head down, and cursed myself for having a mirror in front of me. My mom must of saw my expression.

"Reminds you of what, honey?" Something changed in her voice. Like she knew what I was about to say, and she wanted me to proceed.

"Stuff," I said, fingering the wood of the dresser. "Stuff... that's private. I know you love to see me happy, but right now, I just wanna be alone. Okay?" I turned to her, and showed her how serious I was. Her face softened and she let out a deep breath. She rised from my bed, and stood on her feet, walking up to the door. She turned to me, and I swore I saw her eyes water.

"Okay," she said, finally. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She was already gone. I rested my elbow on the dresser and closed my eyes. Great. Because of my heartbreak, I was straying away from my own family. Everyone had been trying to make me smile, and all I'd done was push them away. Now I was doing it to my own mother. The one person who I wanted to make me happy was already happy with some other girl. I dipped my hand into my shirt, and carefully grasped the silver plate of the dogtag that my former love had given me. He told me to keep it forever, to remember him by...

... I was afraid it was time to start forgetting about him.

A/N: Yeah, it's short, sorry. :( But I just wanted to see how you guys are liking it. Please review. :)