Goodbye, I didn't get to say it.
This story is in Miley's POV.
"UGH! Jake! PLEASE, get out of my house! " I screamed at the top of my lungs. My throat felt like it was on fire.
"But, Miley… WHY? What did I DO?" He looked so upset, so, so hurt. I wish I could tell him. I desperately wanted to tell him, but, I couldn't.
"Jake, please, just go." I mumbled. I didn't trust my voice anymore. God, this is killing me. Slowly and painfully killing me, like being choked to death. Slowly losing all oxygen, your throat and whole body feels like it just got attacked by a flame-thrower.
"I refuse to go ANYWHERE until you tell me WHY, Miley Stewart." This was pure torture.
"I REALLY wish I could tell you, really. But... you see… I honestly cannot tell you why I DO NOT want you inside of my house." He looked at me, puzzled. God, why did he have to be so amazingly GORGEOUS.
"What ever, Miley. Screw you." And with that, he opened the door, walked out, then slammed it. I collapsed. Bawling, I picked up my phone to call my best friend, Lilly Truscott.
"Hello?" Lilly said in her sweet, innocent, perky voice. "Hello? Who is this?"
"It-it's m-me, Mi-ley." I said trying to speak clearly.
"Oh my gosh! Miley! I'm so sorry!"
"It's ok. Can you, um, come over?" I managed to choke out.
"Definitely, definitely. I'll be there in five. Okay?"
"O.k." My voice was beginning to go hoarse. I hung up the phone and stared out the window. Waiting. Waiting on this horrible THING that made me kick Jake out. Waiting on Lilly. Waiting, on change. Exactly five minutes later, just like she said, she was at my door. She looked through the door, saw me, and immediately ran inside to comfort me.
"Lilly, OMG! I ad to kick Jake out because this crazy freak I met over Myspace came over to my house the other day and said 'Oh the next time your little boy-toy, Jake comes over here, Imma put a bomb IN HIS TRUCK and he, and his precious little truck will explode. And if you tell him about this, he'll STILL be dead.' I didn't know what to say. So, today when Jake came over, I had to kick him out, and know he's PISSED at me and I don't know what to do. I just, I just love him so much and I hate having to this to him. UGH!" I said this in just a few breaths. Then, after I finished, I punched the wall.
"Miley… I-I'm so sorry. I-I don't know what to say. If there's ANYTHING I can do, you KNOW I'll do it."
"Just, don't do anything. I DEFINATLY cannot lose you, too, Lils. Just, please, stay here with me. Please, that's all I need." She just nodded and sat there with me. In the middle of the doorway, comforting me.