Lilly laid next to Oliver in his bed. He had been hurt bad and she blamed herself. Mrs. Oken was happy to see Lilly laying next to her son, it had been like that for many years but now that they were older it was different and it seemed like things were ending up exactly how she always assumed they would.

Lilly couldn't help but keep replaying events from earlier that week in her brain.

Oliver was shocked by Joe's punch. He knew Joe would be angry, but never thought that he would resort to violence. The only person that Oliver had ever fought in his entire life was Lilly, but that was play fighting and Lilly would always win. But, even if he had no practice, Oliver would protect Lilly no matter what. He returned Joe's punch with a punch in Joe's face. Blood streamed out of Joe's nose, but it didn't seem to effect him other than causing him to become angrier. Joe punched Oliver hard in the gut, which knocked the wind out of him and caused him to lean forward. Joe used this opportunity to knee Oliver in the face and elbow his back. Oliver fell to the ground and Joe kicked him a few times. No one did anything to stop Joe as he beat on Oliver other than watch, and an undercover paparazzi snapped a few picture. Oliver passed out before Lilly remembered to breathe. "STOP!!" she screamed at the top of the lungs. Joe listen to her and stared at her breathing heavily. He lunged forward at her and she screamed and covered her face. Lilly closed her eyes and braced herself for the blow, but it never came. She opened her eyes t find Nick and Kevin holding Joe back. Lilly couldn't remember the ambulance or how Oliver ended up home and her being allowed to stay on a cot in his room, she just remembered the look on Joe's face as he tried to break free from his brothers' hold.

Lilly was careful not to wake up Oliver as she cuddled up close to him. Miley and the Jonas Brothers had continued their tour, some of the fans had gotten angry at Joe for beating Oliver at his birthday party but most were just angry at Lilly for cheating on him. It was all over the news by the next day and Lilly couldn't go outside. Luckily, the only time she did was when she went from the hospital to Oliver's house.

Oliver woke up to find Lilly asleep. He brushed her hair out of her face with his left hand, as his right hand was bandaged up because Joe had stomped on it. The injuries hurt, but it made his heart feel good that Lilly was her cuddling up and not being afraid that Joe could find out. It made the pain all worth it.

Lilly woke up soon after and smiled when she did. "Oliver, I'm sorry."

Oliver sat up, which was very painful for him to do, and kissed Lilly's forehead. "Stop apologizing."

Lilly smiled and kissed him on the lips. Oliver laid back down, because his back hurt so much. "Oliver, I love you. I truly do. And I feel really bad for what Joe did to you, it's all my fault."

Oliver lead Lilly to his lips again with his left hand, he could sit up again. "Lilly, it's not your fault. And, I love you to."

They smiled at each other, their eyes full of love. They stayed like this for a while until Heather came in and they looked over to them.

"Lillian, I've been thinking. . ." Heather was fidgety. Lilly knew something bad was coming so she sat up and held onto Oliver's left hand.

"What's wrong, Mom?" she asked trying to hide the fright in her voice.

"Lilly, honey," Heather started again, coming over to sit on the end of Oliver's bed. "I think it would be best if you went to live with your dad in New York for a little while."

Oliver squeezed Lilly's hand. "NO!!" Lilly screamed. "No, Mom! No way!"

"Lilly, sweetie, calm down. Only for a few months. Just until things die down a bit."

"NOO!!" Lilly buried herself onto Oliver's side, which made him wince in pain.

"Lillian!" Heather said sternly. "You're hurting Oliver. Stop being so childish. You can still see Oliver, he'll come visit when he's better. You need to get out of town."

Lilly jumped up off the bed and began to pace. Oliver watched her with a calm expression. "But . . . I . . ugh . . ." She looked over at Oliver. "What do you think?"

Oliver faked a smile. "No matter what happens, I'll still love you. No matter how far away. Just go, for your sake. You can't do anything here and school starts up in a couple weeks. I'll be fine and I'll visit every weekend, well once I can."

Lilly bit her lip and then sighed. "Fine. When are you sending me off?"

"Lilly, you'll be back. . ." Heather tried to make her daughter fell better, but Lilly cut her off.

"Just tell me!!"

Heather sighed and shook her head. "Three days."

The three days flew by fast for between packing, saying goodbye to the few friends she had, and saying goodbye to Oliver. The last one was the hardest, but the short time she spent with him made her feel loved. Packing up to go to her dad's was hard too, because she could only take a few things. She packed a few of her favourite CDs, clothes, and things that made her think of Oliver. It was hard to limit herself, but somehow she managed to. It wasn't until she was on the plane that she let the tears fall from her eyes. She thought of Oliver, the first time that they met each other. They were in preschool and he was picked on by the bigger boys so she punch them, she got placed in time out but it was worth it because they had been friends ever since. She thought of that time when he let her use his crayons and when she kissed him for the first time because he said she was prettier than all the girls in the movies. She thought of when she was almost raped by Matt and how Oliver had saved her and turned politely even though he'd seen her naked before and the first time they had sex and the way it felt so right. She thought of when her and Oliver were in second grade and Oliver's mom got remarried, Oliver had promised her that they would do the same one day. Thinking of Oliver made the tears fall and she didn't stop them, it also made the time fly and before she knew it she was in New York. She made her way slowly through the terminal, grabbing her luggage, and she found her father, the shy accountant who was secretly an athletic star. She realized how much she had actually missed him. He had taught her to skateboard and punch. She raced over to him and hugged him, tears streaming down her face for a different reason.