The Breaking Point
by Best.At.Being.Me
3/8/07

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disclaimer: Do I own Hannah Montana? Nope. :(

A/N: This is my first fanfic that I've posted on here...so please, no flames and R&R! Also, my puncutuation and spelling may not be the best, sorry. :/

Ok, here it is!

Miley's POV:

I was sitting on the beach, alone, watching the waves roll in and out. It was a dark, gray, cold, windy, all together a gloomy day.

I was thinking. I had to think. So many things gone wrong... I just need- want- to be alone.

I felt the presence of someone. Suddenly, two hands clapsed over my eyes. I heard a quiet "guess who" and turned around.

"Oh, ...my...gosh," was all I could say. I didn't know what to think.

"Miley...," was all he could say. He just stared at me, his eyes boring into mine. We moved closer and closer to each other, until our lips finally touched. I pulled apart.

"Jake... what...?" I was so confused now. Even MORE confused then before!

"Miley, I can explain..."

"Explain what? How you broke my heart? How you disappeared from the world after your movie FOUR years ago when we were fourteen? How I thought you were DEAD?!"

My eyes began to tear up, a single tear streaming down my cheek.

"Miley... I'm so sorry. Things were complicated. My parents divorced and my dad forced me to go into hiding. I had no choice. I would've called you, but... I couldn't. Please understand," replied a very regretful Jake Ryan.

"No... this can't be. I'm dreaming. You aren't here..no" I just couldn't believe it all. Everything was happening so fast, too fast. The Hannah world was going down hill, especially when the world found out...

"Miley, please," he interrupted my thoughts. I don't think he knew...

"Jake, no. You don't understand. You can't just barge into my world right now. I...I'm.." I began to cry at this point.

He just hugged me. I never wanted to let go, I loved this feeling. I loved Jake Ryan.

"Jake... I'm.. I'm pregnant, I'm Hannah Montana. Seriously, my life is in shambles right now." I was crying very hard right now.

"Miley, I understand.. I'll just butt out," he sounded just as sad as I was.

I didn't say anything. I just ran, ran toward the ocean. Without thinking, I jumped in, swallowing a huge amount of water. I couldn't breath, I didn't want to. I wanted to die right now.

I had reached my breaking point, and before I knew it, I blacked out.