She was the average girl next door as far as anyone else knew.
He was the star of the scene wherever he went.
She was a brunette.
He, a blonde.
Her eyes sparkled like emeralds.
His were a mysterious blue-gray.
He always got his way.
She was used to getting hers.
He changed that.
She changed him.
They seemed polar opposites to everyone else.
But they knew better.
When they were together, nothing else mattered. Neither cared about who was watching, who was envious, who would kill to be in their place.
They were just happy with each other.
She had abandoned her friends for him.
He had given up countless opportunities to be with her.
And they never left each other's side.
Until someone's jealousy got the better of them. Rage overtook consciousness and boundries were crossed.
He ended up in the hospital.
She, at his side.
The monitors flashed and she called to him, whispering sweet nothings in his ear, hoping that he would come alive the way he had for her so many times before.
His eyes flickered. Her heart paused.
And then. A bang was heard, she leaped forward, and it all went black.
Two months later he stands. She lies. Bending down, he whispers, "I'll be with you soon, my love".
He takes the metal object out of his pocket, and lays down next to the tombstone he has come to know far too well in the past two weeks.
Here lies Miley Stewart. Beloved daughter, talented performer, best friend, incredible lover.
"We've waited too long to be accepted together, Miles. Now we can finally rest in peace."
Jake pulls the trigger and this time it goes black for him.
AN: HAPPY BIRTHDAY LANI!! Im sorry this sucks so much, but I needed to give you a bday present, and hey! you can laugh at it ;D