I do no own Hannah Montana. This fanfiction does not represent he actors or actresses on the show.
"So," Miley said as she finished pulling her shirt on and getting dressed. "Are you hungry? Do you want some breakfast?"
Lilly furrowed her brow and sighed, "I don't know… my stomach isn't begging for food or anything. I'm still feeling a little sick,"
Miley nodded and walked over to sit down on the bed next to Lilly. She rested her head on Lilly's shoulder and a silence fell between them. "I guess…" Miley finally spoke, "We should talk about what we're going to do next,"
Shifting uncomfortably, Lilly sighed and nodded in agreement. She had gotten herself into this mess, though, it had brought upon some things that were most definitely positive. For example, the way Miley now rested her head on Lilly's shoulder, and had started gently stroking her arm. However, it was time to face the music. Lilly knew this, and she was thankful that Miley was with her to help her through it.
"Yeah... I guess we should," Lilly swallowed and reached to take Miley's hand in hers.
Another silence fell between them, and again, Miley was the one to break it. "Well, we know that it has to stop…" The tone of her voice was very stern, "And… we have to tell someone… An adult,"
Lilly lifted her head and looked at Miley? "Wh-what? Why?"
"Lilly…" Miley frowned and tightened her fingers around Lilly's arm firmly, "You can't expect to overcome this alone. You need support. I'll do everything I can, but… I'm scared I won't be enough," Her mood quickly changed. Her grip loosened and she lowered her head.
Lilly gazed at Miley, noticing that her bottom lip was trembling. She laced her fingers in Miley's, and leaned to kiss her cheek. Then she rested her forehead on Miley's and closed her eyes. "I'm sorry, Miles… I'm just scared. You're right…" Lilly exhaled heavily. "Well, about most of it, anyways," Lilly pulled away and smiled warmly at Miley. Miley sniffed and looked up questioningly at Lilly. "You'll always be enough... More than anyone else could ever be,"
Miley smiled and laughed softly. She leaned into Lilly's arms and wrapped her arms around her. Lilly wrapped her arms around Miley as well and closed her eyes, taking every second in. She sighed deeply with satisfaction.
Resting her head on Lilly's should once more; Miley tightened her arms around her. "We'll get through this…"
Lilly nodded and planted a kiss on the top of Miley's head. "Yeah… We will,"
They remained this way for several more moments, and then Miley pulled away slightly and looked up at Lilly. "I think… we should tell my dad, and your mom…" Miley bit down onto her lower lip apprehensively, and then continued, "It's your choice which one we tell first,"
Sighing heavily, Lilly nodded again, and Miley resumed her position of being wrapped in Lilly's arms. "Alright,"
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Lilly and Miley sat beside each other at the kitchen table across from Robby Ray. Both of them were too nervous to look at him directly. He was equally nervous, and anxiously held the handle of his coffee mug tightly.
"So girls," He said, after some time of neither of them speaking, "What was it you wanted to talk to me about?"
The two girls exchanged glances, and then Lilly lowered her head. Miley sighed and cleared her throat. "Daddy…" She began slowly, "Lilly… Lilly's been having a problem,"
Robby Ray's brow creased and he glanced at Lilly, who kept her eyes glued to the table in front of her. Looking back towards Miley, he tried to remain calm and composed until he knew what was going on. "Is this about all the ruckus I heard out on the porch last night? What's been goin' on? I'd be happy to help in any way that I can,"
Miley nodded, and then turned towards Lilly. She reached for her hand and squeezed it reassuringly. Lilly sighed, and then forced herself to lift her gaze. She look at Robby Ray, who looked back at her, preparing himself for whatever it was he was about to hear.
"I've been having trouble…" Lilly started, and then there was a long silence. Miley squeezed Lilly's hand again, trying to tell her that it would be okay. Lilly sighed again, saying the next few words she was to say over and over again in her head. If only it were that easy to actually say it. "I've been having trouble with… drinking," Her voice trembled as she spoke the last word.
Both girls watched as Robby's Ray's eyes widened slowly and his mouth hung open and remained stationary in the position. He had stopped moving entirely, and failed to respond.
Lilly lowered her head back down to stare at the table. Her face burned with embarrassment and shame and every second of silence weighed heavy on her heart. Miley looked over at her worriedly and then frowned and turned to her father. Clearing her throat, she spoke.
"Daddy,"
Robby Ray blinked and shook himself out of his state of shock. "O-oh… Sorry girls… Just… gimme another second to absorb this… I'm a little caught me off guard…" He closed his eyes, took a long deep breath, and then exhaled slowly. He took several more moments to sort out his thoughts and then opened his eyes. "Alright, Lilly…" He looked at her, and she slightly raised her head and focused on his ear, to give the impression that she was looking at him. She just couldn't bring herself to make eye contact with him at that moment. "Well… We're going to have to tell your mother… Would you like me to do it, or do you want to?"
Lilly sighed, "I'm already planning on telling her…"
"We were going to talk with her tomorrow," Miley jumped back onto the conversation, "I… I thought it would be easier to do one at a time and get used to it, so it wasn't as hard… Plus we wanted you to know…"
Robby Ray nodded, "Well, the sooner the better. I'm here to help and support you, Lilly, however you need me to. It's a tough thing to go through…I've seen friends and loved ones go through it before, and what helps the most is having those who love you be there to support you. So I know Miley and I will be there with you all the way,"
"Thank you," Lilly's voice was quiet.
A silence fell between the three of them.
"Um, Daddy, it's okay if Lilly spends the night, right? So we can kind of… prepare and make sure she stays…" Miley furrowed her brow. She felt weird saying the next word, "Sober…?"
"Of course, Miles. You girls do what you have to. Why don't you go out to the beach and get your mind off this for a little while?"
Miley smiled softly, "Good idea, Daddy… and thank you… for understanding,"
"Not a problem," he winked at them and stood up before walking over to the sink to wash out his coffe mug, "Now you two get outta here and go have some fun,"
Miley stood up, Lilly's hands still in hers. She expected Lilly to rise with her, but Lilly didn't move. She looked at Lilly and saw that her head was still lowered in attempt to hide her tears. She was biting onto her bottom lip and trembling, trying not to make any noise.
Miley frowned and leaned down and stroked Lilly's hair. "Lilly…" She whispered soothingly. "Let's get out of the house and get some air, okay? We'll go somewhere on the beach where we can just relax and not be bothered,"
Lilly hesitated, and nodded weakly. Slowly she stood up and let Miley lead her out of the door.
