He Said She Said 3
Author: jaymack33
Summary: Sequel to my one-shot series. This time Jake and Hanna see the same Psychiatrist and are faced with similar questions. What will it reveal about each other.
Author's Notes: Yes, I said there wasn't going to be a third one. Well lady inspiration struck and I was wrong. I don't own Hanna Montana and the Dr. Melfi character is not from the Sopranos. Even though I am kind of borrowing the name just because I'm too lazy to think of one on my own. So technically she is my character. Just your typical headshrinker. Also this is not a one-shot. This is a three-shot. All of the chapters are already written. I'll divvy them out when their ready. Maybe in between my Sword Crossed Lovers updates.
Chapter 1: Hanna's session
Where are they now?
Jake Ryan:
I was bored. I was pretty much finished waiting after 5 minutes worth of Nascar which felt like five hours. For some reason Mr. Stewart had no problem welcoming me out the door. Almost like he wanted me to leave. But it was probably just my imagination.
Robbie Stewart:
I'm glad Miley is safe from that boy. That was a close one. I told him he could come back anytime. As long as Miley isn't here that is. I think he bought it.
Jake Ryan:
So, knowing I had 2 months with nothing to do I had to answer my stupid phone call from my agent and soon I was off doing another film. But at least this time I insisted it had to be closer and definitely warmer so I was off to LA.
Hanna Montana:
That plane ride felt like forever. Stupid Jake had to come back at almost the same stupid time as me. Well almost. Ruined everything. I went to the room I would be staying in for the next couple shows worth. Went over my set-list and I went to bed. I just didn't sleep. It's all his fault. Now, I have to get this stupid tour over with.
Jake Ryan:
About a month into shooting, I just couldn't do it anymore. It's like I couldn't memorize anymore of my lines. I couldn't change the inflection of my voice. I couldn't act a lick. It was like someone stole my mojo. The director yelled cut so many times I thought he was going to cut me right out of the movie. But he gave me one alternative. He gave me her card and told me to check back with them in a week to see if I had made any progress. I guess it was worth a shot.
Hanna Montana:
About a month into my tour, and I just couldn't do it anymore. It's like I forgot how to sing half of my songs properly. My voice started getting off-key. I mean I had said hello Seattle and then it went down hill from there. Next thing I know I cancelled a weeks worth of shows and my stage director handed me this card to a performer Psychologist. I hope I don't have to cancel anymore of my shows. I mean even if I'll admit my heart isn't completely in it I still shouldn't have fallen off that severely. I guess it was worth a shot.
Dr. Melfi your 9 is here to see you.
Thank you. You can let her in now.
There she was Hanna Montana. To the world she is just America's sweetheart. Pop singing idol to millions of fans. But, as we all know she's just a mortal like everyone else. No one is perfect and here she is in need of therapy. I've seen them all. Catchers who can't catch. Runners who can't run. Actors who can't act. And once again here is a case of a singer who can't sing, at least not anymore and it's my job to find out why as I put down her initial paperwork and get out my notepad. After all that is why I am the preeminent performance Psychologist in Los Angeles, CA. So, let's get started.
"So, how are you doing Hanna?" "Is that what you would like to be called for todays session?"
Hanna hesitated. She knew she needed to be completely honest to figure out what was going on that was interfering with my singing. It's just how many freaking people need to know my secret? I swear soon it's going to be like who doesn't know who I am anymore? I smile. "Hi!" I give a wave.
She shakes my hand greeting me with a pleasant smile and welcomes me to the couch. Yes, the couch. I lay down thinking I'll just get over with this waste of time and maybe just the break from the pressure of my tour for the rest of the week will be enough.
"So, you didn't answer me, are you Hanna Montana or not?"
Hanna hesitated. "Umm, this is strictly confidential?" "Like your not going to tell anybody what I say in here like Star Magazine, or Us Weekly, right?"
"I swear what you tell me behind these walls stays behind these walls." "I swore on it when I got my license." "Trust me the more honest you are the better therapy will work for you otherwise your just wasting both of our time."
I hesitate, but finally. "My name." "My real name is Miley Stewart." "My stage name is Hanna Montana." "People in my inner circle call me Miley, but everyone else calls me Hanna." "I guess now that you know this, means your in my circle too."
"OK, so I guess my next comment would be you obviously have some trust issues."
"Well, I don't really look at it that way." "The reason I do this double identity is so I can have a normal life free of my fame getting in the way." "Where people can treat me normal." "And I can just be myself." "For the most part it has worked out pretty good for me."
"So, why are you here than?"
"I don't know." "It's really so stupid." "I have rarely ever had a problem like this before." "I mean once I had a throat problem." "But I had an operation to fix that." "I mean once I had this problem where I hurt a really good friend and all of the sudden I couldn't remember the words to my songs." "But I do remember the words of my songs." "I can sing when I'm off stage perfectly." "And to be honest except for the boos at my last performance that I had to cancel I wasn't even nervous up there." "It's like for some reason my heart hasn't been in it lately."
"And what might be the reason for that?"
"Isn't that what your here to tell me?" "I swear has the check to pay for this cleared yet?" "Am I supposed to do your job too?" "Do you want me to start taking notes as well?" How about you lie down for a while am I boring you?
"Listen, most of what a therapist really does is to analyze what you tell me and then I project them back at you in a new way you might not have thought of." "Maybe I'll rephrase the question." "How about this?" "Did anything happen before your tour that you think might have affected you in anyway?"
Miley thought about it for a while. "Well, I mean." "I was really looking forward to this tour." "I really was." "I mean it was all so perfect except." "Except...." Miley hesitated. To be honest she wasn't really that comfortable talking about this even in her own head let alone to a virtual stranger. Taking notes on my....my love life like it's for a school credit or something. Miley started chewing on her bottom lip nervously as she hesitated spilling anymore information.
Dr. Melfi watched her. This was a very important part of the process. She needs to open up completely or there definitely wasn't going to be any break throughs. Especially with this ridiculous one week deadline. So, she decided to push her a little bit more. "So, obviously there is something and you don't seem willing to talk about it." "To be honest if your not even willing to face your problems, their not going to go away by themselves..."
"Yeah, stupid boys go away whether I'm ready to face them or not," she muttered in a whisper....hoping she didn't hear....
"So, tell me about this boy."
Miley smacked herself in the head knocking her wig halfway off and halfway on. "You, heard that well.....I mean?" "We're just friends." "Really!" "Nothing to talk about." "I mean I probably shouldn't have mentioned him." "Can we move on please?"
"So, back to your friend." "Does, your friend have a name?"
Miley hesitated and then she thought of a way out of it. "Well, err this friend and he's only a friend." "Only a friend!" She repeated for emphasis, "is named.......Leslie!"
"So, this problem is still over a boy?" "Or is it a girlfriend now?"
Miley blushed laughing, a stray thought going back to a magical picnic not so long ago. "Umm, no he's a guy." "He actually uses a different name too." "But that's as honest as I'm going to be take it or leave it." "And he is still just my friend." "Not, a boyfriend." "I mean he used to be my boyfriend." "I mean we tried it twice and it just didn't work out and we at least didn't want to lose our friendship and I think it was the best thing that could have happened to the both of us." "Really." "No, pressure, just friends." "None, of that relationship junk to get in the way." "Really!"
She sees Dr. Melfi just scribbling a lot of stuff on a notepad. Miley was starting to get worried. She finished the page. Miley was really starting to get worried now. Then she started writing on a second page, and then a third and then a fourth.
"Really!" Miley repeated for further emphasis assuming that this Doctor was definitely not buying that her relationship with Jake was just as friends. Miley sat up on the couch now. Umm, could I see that pad? She started to crane her neck to get a peak her big blue eyes trying to pick up a word or two from off the page.
Dr. Melfi covered it up. "No, you can't!" "Those are my notes." "How, I choose to throw them back at you will come in there own time Miley." "Go, on keep talking about this friend who is only just a friend who somehow has you all messed up inside that you can't perform on stage."
"Well, you are putting words in my mouth." "I didn't say he's the reason." "I mean, how could it be anyway?" "Even if I kind of was upset that we were so close to seeing each other after being away from each other for two months and now another month has passed and I have to wait another month to see my friend." "I just missed him that's all." "That shouldn't be the reason I'm having problems singing." "Should it?" And this time I hold my guns waiting for her to answer me.
"Well apparently I think you've answered your own question." "It obviously is about him." "You obviously are not over him yet." "Is he over you?"
"Well, I deny still having feelings for him." "I repeat, we are just friends!" "Really, good friends." "And maybe there will always be a part of me that cares about him and there are memories." "Really good memories of when we were a couple." "But, it's over." "I accepted it." "When he came back to me a little over 3 months ago and asked me if we could be friends even though our relationship didn't work out I accepted it." Miley bit at her lip again nervously. To herself in her mind. (Yeah, I accepted it begrudgingly, like I'm going to admit that to you.) "Yeah, I really, really accepted it and moving on." "Are there any other questions on that pad of yours?" "Isn't my hour almost over yet?" "I mean we have two more sessions." "We don't have to finish this all at once, do we?"
"Your right." "We don't have to finish this all at once." "But, we do have time for one more question." "So, what was that problem exactly that your not exactly sure caused your singing problem, but it probably did." "From the top."
Miley gritted her teeth. She chewed on her lip again. A stray Hanna hair seemed to be hanging and swinging like a little pendulum in front of her eyes. And than she silently said to herself what the hell. "I was all set to do this two month concert tour." "I was on my plane as happy as I could be and there he was on the news arriving in the airport just missing me." "Just like I just missed him." "And he just messed me up totally ever since!"
"Alright." "That's enough for today." "I'll see you again on Wednesday at the same time?"
Miley didn't know why but somehow just admitting some of that to her made her feel good as she out of nowhere gave Dr. Melfi an embrace.
"It's OK." "I think you made some really good progress today." "And just remember where we left off." She waved her notepad in front of Miley. "You, see that's why I take all of those notes." Miley again tried to not just grab another peak. She almost grabbed it with her hand. But Dr. Melfi was too quick moving it just out of her reach. They laughed and smiled as she waved her goodbye!
In the afternoon:
"So, my 2 O'clock is here send him in."
"Hi, I'm Dr. Melfi and you of course." "You are....."
"Jake...Jake Ryan."
--To Be Continued--
Author's Preview: Obviously the title to chapter 2 is, "Jake's Session." And I didn't forget my other story, I am still working on it. It's just so critical and an editing nightmare at the moment but it's getting closer to being updated. I promise somewhere in December I will be updating most of chapters 17-21 of Sword Crossed Lovers. Scouts honor.