AN: My newest story! Enjoy!

Chapter One: Explaining Things

Five Years Ago...

Ever since I was a little girl, I knew that I had a talent for singing, even though I was just 12 at the time. I just felt what was in my heart, and let the words flow. I know that as long as my parents were there for me, I could do anything, and I was on cloud nine when I got my record deal. I was so happy, and I felt that nothing could ever change that.

Then the Real World hit me, and it hit me very, very hard.

I don't know what happened. It was one night. I was 14 and I was asleep in my room. I smelled some liquor that my father liked to drink and I awoke to find that he was in my room, dressed in nothing but his pajama bottoms.

I opened my mouth to say something, but he forced his hand over my mouth, and before I knew it, he was right on top of me.

The act that followed still causes me pain

For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to admit that fact. Nobody could have helped me, and I felt as though if I told the truth, I would be kicked out of my own family. So out of fear, I kept my mouth shut, and lived with that secret buried deep inside of me.

The story, of course, doesn't end there.

About a few months after the 'incident', my mother confronted my father after an un related matter. What followed was a very heated argument. Then I heard a very loud thud. I was looking out of my bedroom door, and saw that my father was dragging what looked like a big carpet with feet coming out of it. It looked like the same things my mother would wear to bed each night. Then the shocking fact dawned on me, that WAS my mom in that blanket, and he killed her.

She probably knew about what he did to me, and she was killed for it. Man, this is something, isn't it? She died trying to protect me, and she did it in vain.

My life was a living hell, and to make matters worse, things were going to get a lot harder for me.

PRESENT DAY

Miley woke up, and began getting ready for school. She went into the bathroom, and began washing herself up. She finished, and was going to her room, when she noticed that her door was open, she looked in, and saw that her father was in there, going through her underwear drawer. That made Miley sick to her stomach. For some reason ever since she has gotten older, Robby Ray had a sick fantasy about her and him doing unmentionable things together. Miley shuddered to think what he was doing in there or why, but it made her feel sick and disgusted. To avoid her father, she quietly got dressed in another room, and left for school before Robby Ray noticed that she was gone.

School was the only place that made her feel comfortable. She walked around, and eventually reached her locker. She noticed that a very familiar teen her age with long blonde hair tying his shoes right near her locker.

Miley smiled, and gently brushed his hand through his hair.

"Man, you really know how to mess with a guy, you know that, right?" Michael said standing up and facing her.

"Sorry, had to get your attention." Miley said. "So, what is up with you?"

"Nothing, I was just waiting around here, trying to see what is up with you. You have been acting strange lately." Michael said, changing his lively and cheerful expression to one of concern for his friend.

"It's nothing. I'm fine." Miley said.

"Oh, okay. Well, if you ever need to talk with me, I am here for you." Michael told her. Michael gave her a smile, and he walked away.

Miley sighed, and knew that he really cared about her. They were friends for a long time, and they loved each other, only in a friendly way.

If only I could meet a guy like him. Miley said. A guy like him could save me from this life, and take me away from this painful hell that I am living in. But if I tell him the truth about what is happening to me, I might lose him, and that cannot happen, because I know that I am going to need him in the near future.

Miley had those thoughts in her mind as she went about with her school day.

Miley took the long walk towards her home. She passed Michael's home, and saw that he was busy talking and having a good time with his older brother and his younger stepsister. She wanted something like that, but she knew with her brother missing, all she had to live and survive on would be her father.

She walked up her steps, unlocked her front door, and entered. She looked inside, and saw no sign of her father. She entered, and soon ran into him, to her worse luck.

"Nice to see you, Miley." Robby Ray said in a suggestive way. Miley froze up in fear, completely unaware of what to do next. Robby Ray motioned for her to come over, and sit next to her. Miley, still scared to death of her own father, walked over in an almost trance like state.

Robby Ray placed his arm around her, and smiled. "You are really pretty."

Miley smiled nervously, and in the back of her knew what was coming next.

Before Miley could react, Robby Ray placed a very hard kiss on her lips. Miley broke away and ran up stairs. She ran into her bathroom, and she threw up badly.

This won't end here, that is for sure.

AN: Okay, please keep reading for more!