Summary: I understand now...I was the replacement.
Selena's POV
I sat there in what used to be her room. She was gone now. We had all done this too her. We had all played pretend in a world where she didn't exist and she wasn't competition for our fame. But silly us, we forgot. She was the reason for our fame. Disney was plummeting before 'Hannah Montana' premiered. Oh, how Disney's ratings skyrocketed. It was all thanks to her. She was a lovable young teen with great potential. She captured the hearts of young girls, boys, and adults all around the world. She became the "Disney Queen" I was so unbelievably jealous of her. I had been auditioning for Disney for years and so far, the only thing I had landed was Barney. Yet, on her first try with Disney, she lands the role. (A/N I know that's not true, she had to work hard for her spot but I just thought it fit into the story :p) I was upset. She had it all, yet she was so down to earth. I didn't understand, she acted like the fame didn't faze her, like it didn't matter. Of course, now I know, it really doesn't. No matter how famous you are, you still have to play the game of life. You still have the chance of losing. I never realized that until two months ago, when she was gone.
Today would have been her eighteenth birthday. Yet, she's buried in the ground, never to see the daylight again. And it was all our faults. We broker her. We shattered her heart. She loved him, and I took him. I knew I was doing it, and I didn't care. Now I live with the guilt, I did this to her. We all did. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened had I not been so jealous. Would she have taken her life anyways? I've kept my-self awake many of nights pondering questions like such. However, I never could come up with an answer. After all, she was Miley. Nobody could ever read what Miley was thinking. Not even him. She was mischievous, another reason I was jealous. She could hide her fears, she wasn't afraid to step out into the spotlight and put a mask on. Something I have never been good at.
But, maybe that was just the problem. Maybe we all fell for her mask too quickly. I don't think any of us ever took the time to really see how she was doing, if she was okay. Not even her. She was her best friend, but my selfish ways had ruined that.
Our friendship came to a halt when I started dating him. At the time I didn't think I needed her. Turns out I did. Turns out I was just the rebound girl. Too bad I really knew this all along but just wasn't brave enough to admit it to myself. He always loved her more than me. I was always second best.
"Hey"
I turned around at the sound of his voice.
"Hey" I said, barely audible.
"What are you doing in here?" he asked as he slowly entered the room, clearly still haunted by the memories. We had broken up just a couple days before we found out about what she had done. We still got along though.
"Just thinking, of what could've been." I said coldly. He just looked down.
"You know...you should have stayed with her Nick, it was always her you loved. I understand now. I was the replacement."
He looked up at my statement, startled. I put my hand up before he could protest. "It's okay Nick, I've known it all along. I just wish I could have had the chance to make things right with her."
"Me too" he whispered. And with that I got up and left her room, my heart finally at peace. I felt like I had paid my respects to her.
R.I.P Miley Ray Stewart (HA! Legal! :D)
You will forever live in our hearts.
You were right, you always were. I'm the replacement.
You're the queen. You always will be.
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