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Lilly skateboarded down the sidewalk towards Miley's house. It was the end of the first week of school and everyone was eager to be let out for the weekend, but no one so much as Lilly. She and Miley were going shopping after school and then having their annual mega sleepover they always had the first weekend of school.

"Miley, we're gonna be late!" she yelled, walking into the Stewart's house. The usually laid-back household was in a frenzy, Jackson, Miley's older brother, running around and packing things in cardboard boxes that were spread all over the living room, Miley's dad alternating between flipping pancakes and going through some paperwork that was required for the Hannah meeting later that day, and Miley pulling on her shoes as she stumbled down the stairs, dropping books out of her open book bag and trying to take a bite of toast.

Sighing, Lilly dropped her skateboard and ran to Miley's side, grabbing her book bag from her and putting all her dropped books inside. Miley finished putting her shoes on and grabbed her bag from Lilly, attempting to thank her through a mouthful of dry toast. Lilly held up her hand.

"Don't talk with your mouth full," she said. Miley glared at her.

"Hey, Mr. S, do you have a few pancakes you could spare for me?" Lilly asked, ignoring the glare and jogging over to the kitchen.

"Yeah, go ahead, take as many as you want," he said distractedly. Lilly's face brightened and she took a paper plate, taking the whole stack of pancakes and heading off towards the door. "Hey, wait, I didn't mean all of them!" he yelled as Miley and Lilly left, heading towards Seaview High School.

"He never learns," Miley laughed, walking beside Lilly, who was skateboarding as she gulped down the pancakes.

"They could use a little syrup," she said after she finished, throwing the plate away in one of the neighbor's trashcans. "Are you ready for our mall trip and sleepover tonight? I can't wait, I'm so excited."

"Oh… about that," Miley said slowly.

"You forgot, didn't you?" Lilly asked, slowing down.

"No, it's just… Jackson is leaving for college tomorrow, and I have a Hannah concert tonight, and my dad really wants us to go as a family since this is the last time we're really going to see Jackson since he's going to be gone for awhile," Miley said quickly, getting everything out at once.

"But we do this every year," Lilly whispered, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk. "It was supposed to be at your house this year."

"We can always do it next weekend, can't we?" Miley asked. "I mean, it doesn't matter when we do it, it's the spirit, right?"

"Yeah, it does matter when we do it," Lilly said. "I can't believe you forgot."

She turned around and started running as fast as she could, not even bothering to pick up her skateboard. Miley was calling after her, but she didn't stop because she knew that Miley would just apologize and try to reschedule for a different day. This was their special weekend, special Lilly-Miley time when they would just hang out with each other without interruptions. Miley knew that.

Two hours later, Lilly was standing at a bus stop fifteen minutes away from her house, waiting for the bus that would take her into Los Angeles. There was a special bus that came in the morning, taking people to the city, and then delivered them back to Malibu. Lilly and Miley had taken the bus together often enough, but this was the first time Lilly would take it by herself.

The bus pulled up and several people got on before Lilly. She deposited the money required in the change box and took the front seat by the window, staring out and watching as it started to rain. They pulled forward and Lilly settled down for the ride.

Forty-five minutes later, the bus stopped in Los Angeles and Lilly got off, pulling the hood of her sweatshirt up to shield her from the rain. She marked the bus stop in her mind so she would be able to get back to it later and walked down the street, ignoring the apartments and heading for the small shops a few blocks down.

She wandered in and out of shops, but nothing was the same as it was when Miley was with her. There wasn't any joy in looking at the jewelry or imagining herself in clothes that were displayed in expensive stores that she would be kicked out of if she set foot inside. Eventually, she decided she would just wander around the city until it was time to go back to the bus stop.

It started to rain really hard so she stepped into an alley to take cover from the rain, hoping it would let up soon so she could get to a coffee shop to get something to eat. Turning around towards the alley, she was surprised to see a group of guys staring at her curiously. One of them, a man in his early twenties, stepped forward with a small smile on his face.

"What's a beautiful girl like you doing in a dirty alley like this?" he asked. "Shouldn't you be in school?"

"Leave me alone," she said, stepping back, realizing now that she was alone with these guys and that the chances of someone walking past in the pouring rain and noticing what was happening was almost zero.

"We can help you," the man said, and the guys behind him stepped forward. "I can tell you aren't originally from here or you would be at the bus stop down the street where you could get some real cover from this rain. You would know that this is our territory and no one steps into our territory without paying someway."

"I'll leave, then," Lilly said. "You've been graced with my presence, that should be enough for you." She had no idea why she had said that since it would most likely only anger these people.

The man laughed. "Oh, so you've got a sense of humor and a bit of sarcasm," he said. "I'm sorry, unless you're some famous pop star your presence is more of an interruption, so… I was thinking, for payment, you could… entertain us for a little while. It wouldn't take long and you would have plenty of time to get back to your bus stop to get back to Malibu."

Lily's eyes widened when she realized that these guys had been watching her when she got off the bus. "P-please," she whimpered as they closed in on her.

"Oh, so now we get the respect we deserve," the man said. "It's a little too late for 'please' and 'thank you' now. You're going to pay us in the way we've chosen. Now tell me what your name is, or this is going to be a lot harder for you to walk away from."

"L-Lilly," she whimpered as he stretched out his hand to trace her jaw line.

He smiled. "Lilly," he said, rolling her name around in his mouth. "It fits you well. You're as beautiful as the flower. We're going to have fun with you, let me tell you that."

She had back up as far against the wall as she possibly could and the man was standing right over her, his hand trailing down from her face to her shoulder and down her arm. Suddenly something broke in her mind and she was remembering things that she had blocked a long time ago…

Lilly lay in her bed, her blankets pulled up to her chin as the door creaked open, letting in a sliver of light. It opened all the way to reveal her father standing on the threshold, desire plain in his eyes. He stepped into the room, closing the door behind him and pulling the blankets off her. Her mom wasn't home, so she wouldn't hear Lilly's screams.

The man was touching her chest and the men behind him were cheering him on, the grins on their faces apparent even through the blinding rain. He was whispering word in her ear as he started to pull off the hoodie she was wearing.

Her father kissed her roughly on the lips, tugging at her nightshirt desperately, his fingers fumbling with the buttons. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong and forged ahead without even acknowledging that he might be hurting her.

Cold wind and water hit her as her shirt came off, leaving her in her bra and jeans as the man's hands wandered lower down to her butt, which he squeezed. He took her hand and kissed it lightly, pushing it up his shirt and making her rub his chest.

Suddenly her pants were off and her father was doing something down where her underwear was. She didn't understand why her father would do something like this to her. This wasn't the man she knew during the day, and he was scaring her. She started to cry as he started to kiss down her neck, completely oblivious to what he was doing to his daughter.

More than one pair of hands was all over her, and Lilly realized she was now lying on the cold, wet ground, her hair now soaking wet with rain and mud. Someone was tugging her jeans off her legs and she attempted to resist, but there were too many of them and they were stronger than her. Tears started to stream down her face as she finally realized that there would be no way she could stop this.

Lilly screamed as a sharp pain seemed to stab her between her legs. Something was being pushed into her, and it was hurting her, and it was her father doing this to her. She didn't understand what she had done to deserve this. Her father pinched and squeezed her skin all over her body, his mouth roaming up and down her neck and face.

There was no pain as the men did with her what they willed. She put up no resistance because she knew it would be futile. There was no fighting it, they had complete dominance over her, and she was going to lie there until they were through with her and left her alone.

"Hurry up and get in the shower," her father said gruffly. "Put your clothes on and keep them on. And you had better never tell your mother about this or I'll do it again, do you understand?" Lilly whimpered and nodded, scurrying into the bathroom and locking the door behind her. She collapsed against the door, tears streaming down her face and sobs wracking her body. Why was this happening to her?

"That will be all the payment we require," the first man said, grinning down at her as he zipped up his jeans. "I hope you enjoyed it as much as we did."

The whole group left her shivering on the ground. She gathered up her clothes and managed to pull everything on, extracting her cell phone from the pocket of her jeans. Relief washed over her as something finally went right that day. She dialed her mom's number and realized that her mom was away for the week and could do nothing to help her. The only other person she could think of that moment was Miley.

She dialed Miley's speed dial and waited breathlessly as the phone rang once, twice, and three times, and then someone picked up. "Oh my gosh, Lilly, where are you? Everyone is really worried about you. I've been trying to call you for the past three hours, why weren't you at school? Are you still in Malibu? Tell me where you are and I'll come pick you up, okay?"

There was a pause and Lilly realized that Miley was waiting for her to talk. "I'm in Los Angeles," she whispered, unable to keep a sob from escaping her lips.

"Lilly, what's wrong?" Miley asked. "What happened? Tell me where you are and I'll come pick you up."

"Your Hannah concert…" Lilly whispered.

"Cancelled," Miley said. "Just tell me where you are, okay? I'll be there as soon as I can. Do you want me to stay on the phone?"

"Yeah," Lilly whispered. She crawled out of the alley and glanced at the street sign, giving the name to Miley who assured her that she would be there as quickly as she could. An hour and a half later, Lilly spotted a familiar-looking car slowly driving up the street. She stood up and stumbled towards the car as it came to a stop. Miley got out of the car, throwing her phone onto her seat, and rushed towards Lilly, pulling her into a gentle hug.

"It's going to be okay," she whispered, guiding her towards the car and helping her into the passenger's seat. She knelt next to the open passenger's door and looked up at Lilly, worry clearly showing in her eyes. "Where do you want to go? Do you want to go home, or to my place, or we could go to Oliver's house…"

"I don't want anyone seeing me," Lilly said through her tears.

"Okay," Miley said. "Do you want me to stop and get you anything? Are you hungry or thirsty? If you need anything, just tell me."

"New clothes," Lilly said seriously.

Miley drove up to a shop and ran in really quick, coming out with a pair of skater shorts, a t-shirt, and a hoodie. Lilly took the clothes and stared at them. "I… could you… something…"

"Just tell me," Miley said gently. "What do you want? Do you not like these?"

"Underwear," Lilly whispered and Miley nodded. "And shoes."

The brunette ran back into the shop, coming back out with underclothes and a pair of sneakers. Miley pulled into an abandoned parking lot and Lilly climbed into the back seat, changing into the new clothes and putting the old ones into the shopping bag Miley had gotten.

"Could we… throw these away?" Lilly whispered. Miley took the bag and ran them to a nearby dumpster, throwing them inside and running back to the car.

"Is there anything else you want?" Miley asked. "Do you want food? I could pick something up from a gas station; we could go through a drive thru, whatever you want. What was the last thing you ate?"

"Pancakes," Lilly whispered, and her stomach growled.

"Okay, what do you want to eat?" Miley said. "We're getting you something to eat; I don't care what you say."

"Burger King is fine," Lilly whispered.

Miley put the car into gear and pulled into Burger King, ordering several orders of burgers and fries and a large Cherry Coke for Lilly, handing the food off to her, and putting the drink into the car's cup holder. She paid and pulled out of the Burger King, getting onto the highway to get back to Malibu. "Eat," she said. "It'll be good for you."

Lilly hesitantly pulled out a french fry and bit into it. Five minutes later, she had pulled out one of the burgers and eaten the whole thing only to reach into the bag and grab another burger.

"See, I told you it would make you feel better," Miley said with a small smile. Her phone rang and she grabbed it out of the cup holder, answering it and putting it up to her ear. "Daddy… no, I'm with Lilly… I'm not doing the concert… yes, I know this is important… she needs me… I'll be there, okay? I… yes, I know… I told you I'd be there… no, Lilly needs me right now… I can still go… really bad… okay, thanks… I'll call you when we get home."

"You still have time to get to your concert," Lilly whispered.

"No I don't," Miley said, putting her phone down. "Not with you like this. I'm not going to leave you like this when you're obviously upset. We're going to go somewhere private until you feel like you can come back to my house and then you're going to stay with me until your mom gets back from Boston."

"But…"

"Lilly, you're my best friend and I'm not going to let you stay alone at your house when you're upset like this," Miley said, keeping her eyes on the road. "Remember the last time that happened? You snuck into my room by climbing up the tree in the yard and jumping onto the balcony. I thought someone was trying to break into my house."

The blonde smiled slightly and Miley grinned. "There's the Lilly I know," she said gently. "Here we are. I found this place when I first moved to Malibu, when I used to run. It's about five miles down the shore to my house. No one knows this is here, so there won't be any interruptions. Just let me grab a blanket from the trunk and we can sit out on the sand."

She grabbed the blanket from her trunk and she and Lilly walked down onto the beach and watched the waves lap up on the shore. No one drove by, so there was only the sound of the ocean. They sat in silence for ten minutes before Lilly finally spoke.

"Why did you cancel your concert?" she whispered.

"Because you're my best friend and I should have remembered that we had our special sleepover this weekend," Miley said. "And if you're hurt or upset, I would do anything for you. I would even stop being Hannah Montana for you."

Lilly looked at her, confused. "But why would you give up everything for me?" she asked. "I mean… I'm a nobody. Just ole Lilly Truscott. I'm no one compared to Hannah Montana, I mean, even in school, I'm a no one…"

"Don't say that," Miley whispered. "Listen to me, Lilly. You're everything to me. If it hadn't been for you, I probably wouldn't have been able to be Miley Stewart. I would have given up and just lived my life as Hannah Montana. I wouldn't've had anything close to a normal life, nothing close to what I have right now."

Tears started to leak out of the corners of Lilly's eyes and she leaned into Miley, who wrapped her arms around the shaking blonde. "They hurt me," Lilly whispered. "I was just standing there, and they… and my father, he… I didn't know… I thought I deserved it…"

"Cry it out," Miley whispered, rocking her back and forth. "I'm right here and I'm not leaving you. Everything is going to be okay, you're going to be okay. I'm here for you; I promise everything is going to be okay. Shhh, everything is going to be okay."

They sat there on the beach, watching the waves come in as the sun went down.

Okay, since the first chapter was really short, I've decided to do a double posting. Tell me what you think, please, and REVIEW!!! Thanks!

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