I turned the ignition on and sat in the driver's seat. I didn't have a sense of where I was going, but I knew that it was somewhere important. The passenger seat looked empty. Well, duh, because it was empty. I shouldn't feel this lonely. It just wasn't me. I was an international superstar for god's sake! A few miles later, I saw a house that I haven't seen in years. It was still the same, I could still smell the fresh strawberries grown in the back. I hesistated to walk to the doorsteps. Why did I even come here in the first place? My hand slowly reached for the doorbell. I pressed it once. A cheery melody played and footsteps could be heard heading towards me. I could just go now and not have to face the girl I was in love with that I completely ignored for years. I expected seeing a blonde petite woman, but instead a man with a gruff appearance was there. He had dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. His facial hair looked like it hasn't been shaved for weeks and worst he was only wearing his boxers. Well, it wasn't that bad because he had a hot six pack. Wait why am I checking a stranger out?

He had a smug, overworked look on his face, "Yes?"

"I'm looking for Lilly." I meekily replied.

He walked a few steps to find Lilly, I guess. But he just stopped and looked at me. He studied me for what felt like eterneity.

He then gasped, "Miley? Miley Stewart is that you? Do you remember me? It's me, Oliver." I choked on air and gulped, "What are you doing in Lilly's house?"

I just checked Oliver out? Ew.

Oliver chuckled, "What do you mean? I live here."

I felt like just dying on the spot, "Wh-Why?"

He wore a puzzled expression, "Uh, we kinda got married and I moved in with Lilly. Look, Miles why don't you come inside?"

Miles, he hasn't called me that since highschool. I went inside and they had a nice house. The interior was very extravagent, very un-Lilly. I can't believe Lilly and Oliver got married and didn't tell me. Oliver knew I loved Lilly first, how could he do this? I looked over to my right and I see a girl with blue eyes and blonde hair staring at me. She was wearing a blue Hannah Montana T-shirt and black capris. Her hair was down to her shoulders and it was curly, she must be their daughter.

She stuck her hand out and introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Hannah. Are you here to play with me?"

Where did Oliver go? Did he just leave me to take care of their kid? Wow, Oliver how nice.

I plastered a smile on my face and put on my counrty twang, "Hi Hannah. I'm Miley and I'm just here to visit."

Her mouth formed an Oh, "You're Miley? Mommy used to talk about you all the time!"

My smiled even bigger and my eyes opened wide, "Really?"

She had a melachanous tone now, "Well, she used to before she left."

What did Hannah mean by Lilly leaving? Lilly doesn't seem like she would just leave her daughter. Something is going on here. Oliver finally came after Hannah finished talking non-stop about Hannah Montana.

He sat down next to me, "Miley, I have something to tell you. It might not be what you want to hear, okay?"

I nodded, "What is it?"

"Lilly isn't here."

"Why?"

"Well, she committed suicide just three months ago. She's gone."

My chest tightened and my heart stopped. Tears streamed down my face and I coughed out a pathetic cry. Oliver hugged me and cried with me. I think we were there for about an hour just crying together. Why did Lilly have to leave us? I loved her and I never got to tell her.