A/N: This is another, sad chapter but it is also necessary for the story, so I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana :'(


1 month later.

August 13th

It was a beautiful, warm summer day in Malibu. The ocean waves were crashing down against the shore and the seagull's calls could be heard in the distance. Surfers could be seen getting their early start in the ocean and everyone was in good, summer spirits.

Except Lilly.

Lilly's eyes slowly slid open, the suns rays piercing them, where it hurt to keep them open. She sat up and closed her curtains that her mom must have opened again, all the sun disappearing from the room, the way it had been for the past month, looking as if it was a cloudy day. She walked like a zombie to look at her calendar as she did every day. There it was, one month since...him.

She couldn't even think of it, every time she did she felt sick. The queasy feeling stay with her until she released anything she could have had left in her stomach into the toilet, not that she had much. What was the point anymore without..him. Lilly slid against the wall in the cold bathroom until she hit the floor. The cool tiles felt nice against her burning skin.

She closed her eyes and a tear slowly fell down her cheek, she never bothered to wipe them away, because she always had some kind of hope that..he..would. She shook the thought from her mind. The queasy feeling came back and the rest of the contents of her stomach were in the toilet. She quickly brushed her teeth and made her way back to her bed, where she planned to remain for the rest of the summer.

Miley walked from her house and let the sun soak in her skin, she walked pass the beach and let out a sigh. How could a day be so beautiful when there is so much damage in the world. The familiar Truscott house began to be visible in the distance. At a glance it looked like all was well, when really, it wasn't, especially today.

Miley reached for the spare key under the mat and slowly unlocked the door. Lilly's mom was getting ready for work and making coffee in the sun filled kitchen.

"Hi " Miley said softly, as to not break the beauty of the house she was in, the sunlight making it look like a wonderful dream.

"Oh, hello Miley. Lilly's up in her room, I'll be going to work, please t-try to get her to eat something, I'll leave some cereal out for you guys.. I'll see you later" Mrs. Truscott smiled softly and exited the door behind Miley.

After taking another quick look around the house, Miley ascended the stairs slowly, scared to see her best friend, for fear that she had gotten any worse then she already was. She paused in front of the bedroom door, trying to see if she could hear anything, which she couldn't. She slowly turned the knob and when she stepped inside the scene before her she saw made her want to cry.

There was her best friend lying in a ball on her bed, facing away from her. There was no light in her room as usual, although the day was warm and beautiful. She slowly walked over to her, and sat on the bed next to her. She could hear a deep sigh, as if she was trying not to cry.

"Lilly, h-how are you?" Miley said, trying to not let her emotions get the best of her and start crying just at the sight of her friend as she turned over and sat up to look at her. Lilly had gotten dangerously skinny, her eyes were sunken in and surrounded by dark circles, from lack of sleep..or food. Her eyes were also almost always red and puffy. Her face now had a frown indent in it and Miley hadn't seen her smile since..that day.

Lilly had also been sick for a while, Miley was scared it wasn't just from depression though as Lilly claimed it was, and that's what she came to talk to Lilly about.

"It was a month ago today" Lilly's broken voice said as she looked back down to the hands that were folded in her lap. Another tear slid down her cheek and Lilly rubbed her face violently, trying to get herself to stop.

"I know Lilly, its been a month since a lot of things..are you still getting sick in the morning?" Miley said concern etched on every feature of her face.

"Yes. It's because of him, every time I think about him I don't feel well, especially in the morning." Lilly swallowed. "I'm not what you think Miley so stop." Miley closed her eyes to control her tears before speaking again.

"Lilly. You can't just say it's because of your thoughts or depression. I brought a test with me." Lilly's eyes widened.

"No. I'm not taking it, because it's not true." Miley paused and saw how truly scared Lilly looked, she was trying to talk herself out of the idea.

"Lilly how long has it been since you've had your period?"

Another tear flew down Lilly's cheek "One month..and a few weeks." Miley looked down at the bag she had in her hands from the store.

"Why don't we eat some breakfast first, and then we'll check?" Lilly nodded and stood up, almost falling over from her crying headache. When they exited Lilly's room it went from night to day, and the sun soaked house contrasted with Lilly also looked like complete opposites. Miley grabbed the cereal that Lilly's mom had left out and poured Lilly a small bowl, since she knew she wouldn't be able to eat as much as she used to.

They both sat there eating in a painfully quiet silence. Miley watched as Lilly nibbled on her food, and she was as pale as could be. When they were done, they slowly walked back upstairs to the bathroom and Miley gave Lilly the test.

"Look Lilly, no matter what happens, you have my family and your family to lean on, it's all gonna be okay." Lilly slowly nodded and took the test from her hands and wandered into the bathroom, leaving Miley outside.

The ten minutes that passed until Miley heard Lilly scream her name felt like 3 hours. She ran into the bathroom, to see Lilly curled up on the ground with the test in her hand.

She slowly pried it from Lilly's fingers and took a look herself, Lilly was pregnant.

Miley gasped.

"It's not right! It's wrong it can't be right!" Lilly was screaming, her whole face flushed in anger.

"I'm only 16! If I was pregnant I'd have it at 17! I'm only going into my senior year, this is wrong! It's all his fault!" Lilly said shaking as tears flew quickly down her cheeks.

"Oh..my...Lilly we need to call Oliver." Miley said reaching for her cell phone in her pocket.

His name pierced Lilly like a bullet to the heart and she gasped and fell to the ground in wracking sobs, cursing her mistakes.

San Francisco

August 13th.

Oliver woke up to the sound of the city around him. It was weird not being by the quiet beach in Malibu again, he was now in the hustle and bustle of San Francisco. He also couldn't walk out his door and go three houses down to her house anymore. He sighed.

He had tried many times to call Lilly for the past month, she would just ignore his phone calls or answer them and scream at him, and then hang up. He knew very well that he deserved it.

He didn't even understand why he gave up the fight to keep them together., it just seemed like the right thing to do at the time even though he very well knew it wasn't, especially when he heard how Lilly was doing from Miley's weekly updates.

Ah yes, Miley. She was extremely angry with him when he first called her, but he told her how sorry he was and she eventually forgave him, but told him to stop calling Lilly. At first Oliver didn't want to but when Miley told him the state that he had left Lilly in, he figured it was for the best. He'd rather her be with someone else happy, then miserable by herself.

The one thing Oliver still couldn't get over, was the fact that it was truly all his fault. He had made a costly mistake, and now he was paying for it. Oliver got up from his bed and walked down the stairs to get himself some of the pancakes he could smell from the kitchen. With his mom working almost all the time, Oliver was glad that he could spend some time with his dad more often. Owen bought his own apartment. Where he got the money for it, Oliver wasn't sure but he was glad that he wasn't going to live with them again.

"Good Morning Oliver" said his dad from the stove "I made some pancakes since your mom left out the mix."

Oliver smiled "Thanks dad" they both took several pancakes and settled down into the chairs at the kitchen table opposite each other. Oliver studied his dad sitting across from him reading the newspaper. He was a very modest guy, who had short brown hair, like the rest of the Oken family and he also had Oliver's brown eyes. He was a lawyer and a very ambitious guy. He was glad he was like his dad, he looked up to him a lot.

"So, hows Miley and Lilly doing?" his dad said glancing up at Oliver and then back down into the comics section of the paper. Even hearing Lilly's name made his heart throb in pain. "Umm well Miley is doing pretty good, I think she's going out with that guy Jake Ryan again. And well..Lilly.. s-she's not doing too well." Oliver said looked back down into his pancakes and shoving a large piece into his mouth.

Oliver's dad looked up at him looking concerned. "What's wrong?" he said, now putting down his paper and giving Oliver his full attention.

"Well, she hates me first off. Miley said that she looks horrible and hasn't been sleeping or eating well, a-and..shes just depressed, I don't know. Miley also said that she's been sick." Oliver looked at the wall above his fathers head, trying to avoid eye contact and also trying to avoid his threatening tears. He had no idea how difficult life would be without his Lilly. Every time he remembered she wasn't his anymore he felt a piece of his heart fall off.

"I see.... Look Oliver, what your mom did to you two wasn't right, I wish I was there to stop it, I wish she would understand that you guys are old enough to make your own choices and that promises you make in 5th grade don't always last until the summer before your senior year."

Oliver frowned "Yeah I know."

The phone ringing interrupted their conversation and his dad got up to go get it. "Hello? Yes he's here..Miley is everything okay? Alright I'll put him on." he handed the phone over to Oliver mouthing your in trouble, laughing and walking off.

Oliver slowly put the phone against his ear and spoke "Hello?" he heard Lilly's sobbing in the background just like he had a month ago today.

"Oliver! You need to come back to Malibu right now!" Miley screamed into the phone seeming panicked.

"Miley, I can't just drive 7 hours right now." Oliver said putting his hand through his hair trying to calm himself down.

"O-Oliver..please come b-back home." Lilly spoke into the phone sounding much weaker then he had ever heard her. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up when he heard Lilly's pleading voice come through the phone that minute.

"Oliver it's Miley again, you really need to come here." He stood up from the kitchen table and started pacing around.

"What's wrong?! Why is Lilly crying!? Why do I have to go there so urgently?" Oliver said rubbing his temples.

Miley took a deep breath and mumbled something to Lilly quickly before speaking into the phone again.

"Oliver...Lilly..she's..she's...pregnant."

That word was all it took for black to take over Oliver's vision and his body to sink to the ground.


A/N: That was a pretty sad chapter but I promise you, the happiness is back on it's way!

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