One week
Robby Ray's p.o.v
Jackson, Lilly, Oliver and Miley were coming home from a party.
Jackson had gotten drunk at the party and refused to let anyone else drive.
They all prayed that nothing bad would happen, but their prayers didn't work.
Jackson thought he could beat it before it came but he thought wrong.
The train came faster then anything.
When i got the call it was 2:45 a.m. I didn't even know my two kids snuck out with Lilly and Oliver.
They told me they all had died on impact.
I was heart broken.
How? How can my two kids and there friends be dead? Just how, they are to young! Why did you do this to me god! I didnt mean what i said that day! I really didn't.
At the funeral the whole family was there, crying.
Miley and Jackson were buried next to their mother, while Oliver and Lilly were next to past family members.
After everything was done and people were leaving me this little kid came up to me.
"I'm so sorry about your lose sir. I'm sad too. But not for the same reason. Hannah Montana is gone. I loved her." she said.
That's when it hit me. Miley never told anyone she was Hannah Montana besides her friends, family, and the people in the twon where she had grow up.
Later at home i was in Miley's and Jackson's room in and out. Crying over the lose.
They were my world and since their mother had died they were the only thing keeping me sane.
And without them, I have nothing to live for anymore.
On the computer he wrote this to his family:
Dear Everyone,
I'm sorry to do this. But since i lost my beloved wife my kids are the only thing that kept me here on this earth but now god took them from me. I can't live without them. I'm sorry for doing this.
Later that week
"In the name of the lodr please let this man Robby Ray Stewart rest in peace with his family."