A/N: I own nothing but Sadie and the plot. BEWARE. BAD LANGUAGE IN THIS ONE!!!!!!
Miley P.O.V.
I pushed the blankets off of my bruised body, brushed my hair off of my tear stained face, and climbed down the ladder of my bunk. I tiptoed into the living room, hoping the others were still sleeping. I spotted my ipod on the coffee table, and picked it up. I shoved the small, white ear buds into my ears, and drowned out the sounds of my life with a new favorite song of mine.
This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late
It's never too late
Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
No one will ever see
This side reflected
And if there's something wrong
Who would have guessed it
And I have left alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like
It's not too late
It's never too late
Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
The world we knew
Won't come back
The time we've lost
Can't get back
The life we had
Won't be ours again
This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late (It's never too late)
It's not too late
It's never too late
It's so weird, because I identify with this song in so many ways. I sat on the couch, humming along to the song, and staring blankly out the window.
The next song that began playing was Truly, Madly, Deeply by Savage Garden.
Tears sprang to my eyes, stinging my cheeks as they rolled down my cheeks, once I realized the song I was currently listening to was my recently deceased mothers all time favorite.
Though my salty tears were clouding my vision, I could still make out 5 figures staring at me from the doorway. I shot straight up, flicked away my tears and averted my gaze to the floor.
"Sorry. I'll just…uh…go?" I mumbled, brushing past them.
"You do that." Joe spat, while Emily glared at me.
I rushed off the bus and into the stadium where our concert was to be held. I ran straight to my dressing room, plopped down on the sofa, and let it all out. Tears cascaded down my face, my eyeliner smearing all over the place. I brushed away my tears, picked up my acoustic guitar and began to strum. I found a melody I liked, and whipped out my songbook. I wrote down everything I was feeling about my mom's death, into a song.
"DADDY!" I screeched, once the song was done and I had practiced a few times.
He ran into my room, a little frightened.
"What's wrong bud?!"
"I wrote a song for mommy." I said. His face lit up, and he sat down beside me.
I picked up my guitar, and softly sang the words that had poured out of my heart, tears streaming down my face. I finished, set the guitar down, and fell into my dads warm embrace. He hugged me, slowly rocking me on his lap. Something about being in the comfort of your daddy's arms can really calm a girl down!
A few hours later, I was sitting in a chair as Missy did my makeup and as my dad fought to get my wig on my head. I slipped into a silver sequin dress, black leggings ,and black boots. I weaved my hands through the blonde locks now adorning my shoulders, and put on some lip gloss. With 3 minutes to spare, I skipped out of my dressing room, grabbed the mic from my dad's hands, and ran out on stage. I sang 6 "Hannah songs", before running backstage, promising the crowd that 'Miley' would be out soon. As I was turning into my dressing room, I caught sight of Joe, Kevin, Emily Nick and Sadie, clinging tightly to his arm, walking back into the stadium. I don't know where they could've gone, but I thought nothing of it and went into the dressing room. I pulled the wig off my head, and let my brown curly locks flow down my back. I turned around to see Leslie sitting there, hurt apparent in her eyes.
"Whats wrong?" I asked, weary of what was to come.
"I hate them."
"What? Leslie. Hate who?"
"The jonas brothers. Sadie. Emily." She sneered.
"What!? Why?"
"They. They. They said they couldn't even stand to hear your voice, so they…they left. They left the stadium." She whimpered out, hugging me.
I let out a small yelp, as my chest was heaving. How could they hate me that much? I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!
"Les. Let's forget them. It's okay. I'm singing a new song tonight, for my mom." I said, wiping my eyes.
"Really?" Leslie asked me, her eyes lighting up a bit.
"yeah. I also have a little surprise to go along with it, and a bit of some bad news…"
"oh no. what is it?"
"Later." Was all I said.
I put on my black pants, black boots, white tank and metallic vest. Missy came in and fixed my makeup and curled my hair. I walked out of the dressing room, and patiently watched the jonas brothers perform from backstage. They finished their set, and walked off, glaring at me as they passed.
"Where are y'all going?" I asked.
"As far away from you as possible!" Kevin called, walking out of the stadium with the others. I brushed away the tear falling from my eye, and stepped out onto stage.
"Good Evening everyone! I have something new for you tonight, followed by some bad news!"
The crowd cheered, then "awww-ed".
I sang 9 of my own songs, continuously changing clothes, before disappearing backstage for five minutes. I went back on stage in jeans, and a shirt with a peace sign on it.
"Okay guys! Now its time for the surprise! You see, I've been having some troubles with friends lately, so a few mornings ago I was preparing to go for a run to clear my head. My older brother braison called me before I had the chance and informed me that my mother died." I said, willing the tears not to fall, though they already were.
The audience hushed, staring at me wide-eyed. I turned around and saw Leslie give me an encouraging smile. I returned it, and then faced the audience once again.
"She had a brain aneurism. They did all they could to save her, but it wasn't enou-en-enough." I choked out.
"So, I spent my afternoon pouring my emotions into a song for my mom. I'm going to try my best to keep my cool while singing this for you guys, but please understand and bear with me if I cry. This song means a lot to me and my family so please, if you have cell phones…lights…anything, wave them in air. I hope you enjoy it." I continued, picking up my guitar, as the lights dimmed. The room was almost pitch black, only a spot light on me.
Sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
You used to call me your Angel
Said I was sent straight down from Heaven
And You'd hold me close in your arms
I loved the way you felt so strong
I never wanted you to leave
I wanted you to stay here holdin me
I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear every once in any while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you
Sha-la-la-la-la
I miss you
You used to call me your dreamer
And now I'm livin' out my dream
Oh, how I wish you could see
Everything that's happenin' for me
I'm thinkin' back on the past
It's true the time is flyin' by too fast
I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
[I Miss You lyrics on heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you
Sha-la-la-la-la-
I miss you
During the break in the song, I looked out in the audience and saw them all crying. I, too, was crying. But that was to be expected…
I know you're in a better place, yeah
But I wish that I could see your face, oh
I know you're where you need to be
Even though it's not here with me
I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
I miss you
I finished, sat my guitar down, and wiped my tearstained face.
"thank you guys so much! It means so much to me and I'm glad I could share this with you! Now, I have some bad news. I spoke with my manager-err daddy, as well as the Disney executives. I'm having a really hard time right now, so I'm getting off this tour. My show in Tennessee will be my last, but instead of returning to Cali to record more episodes of Hannah Montana, I'm going to spend the rest of the time that I'd be on the tour with family, recovering from all that is going on. To make it up to those who wont get to see me now, I'm going to go on tour in a few months, and we will resume Hannah Montana soon as well! I'm letting you know this now, as I know a news station is here tonight taping this. Thank you guys for being an awesome crowd. I love you! Peace!" I said, shakily. Suddenly my knees gave out and I fell to the stage. My body was shaking uncontrollably. Everything was falling apart. My world was coming to a crashing halt. My life was over.
I felt four arms lift me up, and was met by the gaze of Leslie and my daddy. They took me back stage and changed me into sweats.
"bud, can you take her to the bus while I answer questions?" I heard daddy ask Leslie.
"Sure thing!" she replied, picking me up in her arms and walking me to the tour bus.
Leslie's P.O.V.
I held Miley's small body in my arms, feeling her shake and cry. My heart broke watching my best friend be so torn apart. I kicked open the door to the bus, anger and hurt washed over my face.
"What's wrong with her?" Joe spat, sarcastically.
"hah- probably fed up with her sad little life. 'I'm miiiiiley. My life is SO hard! My friends are maaaad at me! Wah wah wah!'" Emily mocked.
Miley lept out of my arms, tears still falling from her eyes, and glared at them.
"Oh better yet. 'I'm miiiiiiiley NO ONE LOVES ME. My daddy thinks im dumb. My mommy thinks im a whore. My mom is the whore! My mom is STUPIIIIIIIIIID. I don't love my mom. I don't love my dad. I'm just a heartless bitch!' " Sadie spoke up.
"Oh I got one! 'I'm miiiiley! Im so dumb. My family is retarded. You'd be stupid to love me. That's why my whole family is stupid. Because they love me.' I bet they don't even love her. I bet she hates her mom. She puts on that fake 'mommy and me-best friends' image, but I bet she hates her mom." Joe spat.
The group erupted in laughter, as tears came to my eyes. I couldn't believe they just said that about her.
"You don't know what youre talking about." I heard Miley say softly, staring at the ground.
"What was that, freak?" Nick spoke up.
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT. MY MOM IS DEAD. HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT." I heard miley shriek. My heart broke, watching her destruct like that.
She sprinted off of the bus, and onto her dads…or so im guessing. I'll pack us some clothes so we can stay in his bus.
"Her mom died? Yeah freaking right. She just wants attention. She's trying to make us feel bad for her, and it ain't gonna work!" Emily sneered.
"Agreed. Stupid pathetic little brat!" Joe said.
I glared at all of them. They must have just noticed me, seeing as Joe sprang up, opening his arms to me.
"Hi baby!" he cooed, leaning in to kiss me.
"Back the hell away from me NOW." I hissed.
"whoa. Whats wrong?" he asked.
"Don't come near me ever again. Don't ever call me 'baby' 'babe' 'hun' any of it EVER AGAIN. We are so over." I screamed in his face, tears falling from my eyes.
Then I turned to the rest of the group.
"We're done. Don't call me. Don't talk to me. Don't email me. Don't even bother looking at me. You all disgust me, and I want absolutely NOTHING to do with you. YOU ARE HORRIBLE PEOPLE. HOW COULD YOU TURN ON YOUR BEST FRIEND LIKE THAT? HOW DARE YOU. HOW DARE YOU SIT HERE WHILE HER LIFE FALLS APART. HOW DARE YOU SHUN HER WHILE SHE IS STRUGGLING WITH NOT EVEN WANTING TO LIVE. HOW DARE YOU." I screamed, losing it.
They all looked at me shocked.
"and you." I wailed, striding up to Sadie.
"Are a bitch." I slapped her.
"What the hell is your problem. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? HMMM? YOU ARE WORTHLESS. YOU ARE SCUM. HOW DARE YOU DO WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO MILEY. HOW DARE YOU RUIN HER LIFE. HOW DARE YOU SIT THERE AND ACT LIKE YOU'VE DONE NOTHING. I KNOW WHAT HAS HAPPENED. IVE SEEN IT. YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A SELF CENTERED, STUCK UP, HEARTLESS LITTLE BITCH WHO SHOULD DO US ALL A FAVOR AND DISAPPEAR!" I yelled at her, slapping her hard across the face, again.
I ran into the bunk room, found some clothes for me and Miles and re entered the living room.
They were all gathered around Sadie, Nick rocking her in his arms.
"Its sad what you guys have become. Just let me be the first to say, don't come crying to me when you see through that little bitch's false exterior." I sneered, walking out the door to find my broken best friend.