The eerie night echoed the discomfiture of Jackson Stewart. It was funny how he was on the couch, watching his favorite movie in the world, and yet not taking in a word of it. A nagging fact bothered him a lot.
It was the fact that his sister had not returned from her supposed 'shooting schedule'. She had left the previous morning to shoot for some music video of Hannah's and was supposed to come back today morning. She had not still come back. Moreover, she had conveniently forgotten to take her mobile along. Mr Stewart was away on some business trip and his mobile seemed to be off all the time, hence it was all up to Jackson to deal with it.
Dejected, he switched off the TV and picked up Miley's mobile. Maybe Lilly or Oliver had some idea. He found Lilly's number and dialed it. It rang twice, and Lilly's chirpy voice sounded at the other end.
"Hey Miley, what's up?"
"Lilly, this is Jackson," he said hoarsely. He had not talked for almost the whole day, and hearing his own voice felt strange.
There was a pause. "Jackson?" asked Lilly in a startled voice. "Where's Miley then?"
Jackson hesitated. He was not sure he wanted to worry Lilly and Oliver about this. Miley was probably at some party she was forced to attend, and could not have found a way to inform him.
Very unlikely, said a small voice at the back of his head.
Sighing, he spoke into the phone. "Lilly...Miley hasn't come back from her shooting."
There was another pause. This time, there was a tension in it. "W-what?" she queried weakly after a while
Jackson sighed, leaning back on his couch. Neither Lilly nor Oliver knew where Miley was. He did not expect them to, either. He merely called them for the comfort of hearing someone else's voice saying everything was going to be alright.
But he didn't get to hear it.
A/N: Did you like it? Should I continue? Please review! Thanks. And oh yeah, this is going to be a Loliver, in case you were wondering.