Miley sat on her girlfriends grave, crying her eyes out, hoping her dad wouldn't relize she was gone.
Lilly Truscott had been so much more then just a girlfriend. She had been a best friend to Miley for almost four years before they started dating.
She had been everything that Miley had ever wanted in a friend, and in a girlfriend.
And now she was gone. All because of the fact that Miley just had to call her that night, she had to be crying about some stupid fight her and her dad had.
She had to beg Lilly to come over and comfort. It was her fault Lilly was gone, hers and that drunk driver's.
Miley stood up from Lilly's grave, and felt new tears on her face. "I'll see you soon Lils, just wait" she whispered.
Miley ran home as fast as she could, hoping her dad wouldn't be in her room waiting as she climbed into the window.
To her shock and amazement, he wasn't, and she could hear the snoring coming from both his and Jackson's rooms.
Miley walked over to her dad's office, and searched his desk, until she found what she was looking for. She put the pistol to her head, and closed her eyes, and pushed her finger down on the trigger.
Robbie and Jackson both heard the gunshot, and both thought they knew what it was, but both prayed they were wrong.
They ran into Robbie's office to see Miley laying on the floor in a pool of blood. Jackson broke down crying at the sight, as did Robbie.
Jackson beant down and threw the gun at the wall, and looked at his sister again. He got down on his knees and held her hand, until the police officers pried him away.
Up above, the laughter of two very much in love teenage girls could be heard, along with the faint mumbles of goodbyes.