Previously:
"Because...either that, or one of you is going to die."
Miley's POV:
I felt like an eighteen wheeler had slammed into me. I looked up to Jackson and said in a shaky voice,
"W-What...?" He took a deep breath.
"Lilly told me."
"Okay, this is so not funny Jackson! I know I got you good on April Fools day...but this is going too far!" I screamed.
"Miles...I'm not joking. Last time the freak was here...Lilly heard him talking. There's something about you and Oliver together he HATES. He'll do anything to keep you two apart. Please...for me and Dad and Lilly...stay away from him. Forget him." Jackson begged. I sat stunned.
"And if I don't...?"
"He will murder you." Jackson said.
"How long are we talking?" I asked.
"Just until he leaves. Oliver knows about this...but apparently he doesn't want to stay away from you." Jackson answered. I could tell he wasn't very happy with Oliver.
"No! This has to be a joke! Stuff like this doesn't happen in real life! Boys that are gorgeous but evil, boys that seem to read minds, crazy mind reading murderers...WHEN DID MY LIFE TURN INTO A HARRY POTTER BOOK?" Jackson put a hand on my shoulder and said,
"Breathe in...okay, now let it out." I turned to Jackson.
"Jackson, I don't believe this boy wants to kill me and Oliver. Sure, he may look pretty scary...but he's just misunderstood. Just like this. A misunderstanding. Now I'm going to go to my room, go to sleep, then tomorrow I'm going down to the beach with Lilly and I'm inviting Oliver." Jackson paled when he said,
"No...Miles just listen...-
"No. You've had your little laugh. Now I'm going to bed. Goodnight Jackson." I ran up the stairs and went into my room. My last thought before I went to sleep was Oliver.