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Chapter 10: Crushed

"Seriously, I would have never guessed." Samantha grinned at Miley from across the counter. "You just don't seem the type."

Miley shrugged and smiled back. It was a warm sunny Saturday afternoon and Mile was seated in Jake's kitchen with his older sister, Samantha. It seemed to Miley, that as soon as Samantha found out Miley wasn't going out with Jake for the money and fame she had taken a better liking of Miley. Not that Miley was complaining, it had been two weeks since the night Miley had dinner with Jake's family for the first time in a while things were going just fine.

Samantha and Tyler had apologized profusely for what they had done to Miley, and Miley forgave them easily, but they had made it their personal goal to make it up to her. Even after Miley tried, several times might I add, to convince them that there were no hard feelings, they wouldn't agree.

"We were complete asses to you, Miley. We need to make it up to you." Was Tyler's answer to when Miley asked why they needed to make it up to her. Being related to Jake, they had inherited the stubborn genes. So, as a result, Samantha had called Miley this morning for them to get together and have a girl's day out. They went shopping, got their nails and hair done, and gotten lunch afterwards. Miley then dropped her stuff off at home and come up to the Ryan house hold, wanting to see Jake. But he wasn't around.

"Movie meeting," Samantha had told her when she asked about Jake. Miley seemed surprised to hear this, Jake never mentioned a new movie at all.

"It's something they just started. I don't even know who starring in it with him yet." Samantha had informed her when Miley asked about it.

Now the two were seated across from each other talking, while Miley waited for Jake to return home. They started up a conversation about hot celebrity guys, and some how managed to come across the topic of school troubles Miley had done.

"It was an accident though. He asked if I could come over and "get to know hi, better", I got mad. He was basically implying that I was a slut, so I kneed him where the sun doesn't shine." Miley replied.

Samantha laughed her musical laugh. "Remind me never to get you mad."

Miley shook her head. "You don't need to worry about that. You know how I believe in the no sex before marriage rule."

Samantha nodded. "I know. But how did you get Jake to go along with it?"

Miley glanced up from her yogurt cup and raised her eye brows at Samantha. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, how did you get Jake to agree with that?" Samantha repeated, seeming awed by Miley.

"What do you mean agree with that? We both thought that our first time should be saved for an important night, and someone's wedding night seems important enough." Miley responded. She felt her stomach clench as she watched Samantha's expressions. She had a bad feeling come into her gut suddenly.

"First time? What are you saying? Jake's first time was—Oh!" Samantha's eyes widened as though she just realized something.

Miley watched her, fear bubbling in her chest. "What is it?' She asked wearily, she had a feeling she didn't want to know what.

Samantha had her hand over her mouth. She leaned forward, "You mean Jake hasn't told you?"

"Told me what?" Miley had confusion etched on her face.

"Oh my goodness; the nerve of that boy! I can not believe him!" Samantha cried angrily. She jumped out her chair and stomped across the kitchen to grab the cordless phone.

"Wait!" Miley called, coming up from behind Samantha. She grabbed the phone from her hands. "What's going on?"

"Jake hasn't told you has he?" Samantha asked, anger evident in his her voice.

"Told me what?" Miley cried out loudly. She was growing slightly hysterical. Was something wrong her boyfriend that she didn't know about?

"He didn't tell you! I knew he wouldn't. I assumed with the no sex before marriage rule that he might have let it slip. Oh, I swear when I get my hands on that boy…" Samantha trailed of not bothering to finish her threat as she began pacing.

Miley moved forward and grabbed Samantha's arms to prevent her from pacing any further. "What is going on Samantha? Tell me what's going on?" Miley exclaimed.

"Hey now, stop the screaming. Some of us are trying to nap." The kitchen door swung open to reveal a sleepy looking Tyler Ryan. His brown hair was tousled and his eyes droopy.

"Shut up Tyler." Samantha snapped at her younger brother before jerking her arm from Miley and returning to pacing across the kitchen.

"What's with her?" Tyler asked, pointing his finger at his sister her was scowling and muttering under her breath.

"I don't know!" Miley shouted. "I don't know what's wrong with her! Or what's wrong with Jake! She won't tell me anything."

"Jake? What's happened to Jake?" Tyler looked at his sister who was still pacing. "Sam, what's happened to Jake?"

"Nothing yet, but when I get my hands on that boy…" Samantha trailed of again.

Tyler shook his head causing his chestnut hair to fall into his green eyes. He moved forward to step in front of his sister, blocking her path from wheeling a hole into the kitchen floor. "What is it Sam? What'd he do?"

"What'd he do?" Samantha cried vehemently. "More like what he hasn't done! He didn't tell Miley yet."

"Tell Miley—Oh!" Tyler started at his sister, wide eyed. "No way."

"Yes way. He hasn't even mentioned it." Samantha said, crossing her arms.

Tyler was still watching his sister. He couldn't believe his brother would keep something like this from Miley! Was he looking to cause her permanent heart ache? He hesitantly glance over his sister shoulder to see a frantic Miley standing there, confused and panic-stricken.

"Should we tell her?" He asked quietly, nodding his head at Miley who was watching them with shining fear in her blue eyes.

"I guess," Samantha shrugged. "We've got to since Jake obviously won't."

Tyler sighed. "Come on then, if we don't tell her soon she'll have a heart attack."

Samantha nodded; she turned around to face Miley. "Miles, you should sit down."

"Why? What's happening?" Miley demanded. "What's going on?"

"We'll tell you as soon as you sit down." Samantha replied. She motioned towards the stools on the other side of the island counter.

"It'd be better if you did, Miley." Tyler spoke up; he pulled the stool out for her. "Sit here."

Miley watched then warily, arms crossed stubbornly across her chest. "What if I don't want to? Why do I need to sit? I juts want to know what's wrong with Jake!" The panic was edging back into her voice as she glanced wildly between the two.

"Miley, please, just sit down." Samantha pleaded. "We'll tell you as soon as you sit down."

Miley sighed loudly before grudgingly taking the seat Tyler pulled out for her. "Now can you tell me?"

Tyler nodded as he took a seat next to her. "Sure. Although, I don't know how we should tell you this." He glanced up at his sister who was leaning on the counter top watching them. "Miley, has Jake ever mentioned a girl named Noelle to you?"

Miley's head snapped up to glare at Tyler. "Noelle, you mean that teen actress? The one with the brown hair?"

Tyler nodded. "He has mentioned her?"

Miley shook her head trying to figure out an excuse. "I was reading about her in a magazine once and Jake said he knew her."

"And Jake's told you that he believed in no sex before marriage?" Samantha inquired.

Miley looked up at Samantha, "I thought you guys said you'd drop it."

"No, no, it's not that! We didn't mean it in that way Miley." Samantha said quickly waving her arms in the air. "I meant, Jake said he wouldn't do sex before he was married."

Miley nodded. "Well, he'd always agree with me when I said that."

"So, I'm guessing he never told you he has sex with Noelle before has he?" Tyler asked bluntly.

Miley turned to stare at Tyler in shock. Her mind and heart froze, had he just said what she thought he did. No, Jake wouldn't do something like that. Jake wouldn't keep something like that from her. He'd tell her, wouldn't he?

Snap out of it, Miley told herself. Jake wouldn't do that to you.

"Tyler!" Samantha scolded, hitting her brother upside the head. "Why'd you say it like that?"

"I'm sorry, but I hate beating around the bush." Tyler shrugged; he turned to Miley and gently reached out for her hand.

"Are you alright Miley?" He asked gently.

"No," she snapped. "Why would be? I just found out my boyfriend, the man who I want to spend the rest of my life with, has been lying to me about the biggest thing ever!"

"Miley, don't get so worked up. Yelling won't make things any better. Try talking to him about it now." Samantha said soothingly. "Call him right now."

"It's no use." Tyler said from beside Miley, he gently squeezed her hand. "He's at the meeting with the producers."

Miley stayed silent, staring blankly at the marble countertop. She couldn't believe Jake would do something like this. Miley wasn't the one he would lose his purity to, he'd already gave it away to another girl, a girl that practically cost them their relationship. She couldn't believe it.

"How long has he been there?" Samantha asked. "He's been gone since the morning."

"They're meeting their cast members today, those things usually take forever." Tyler said.

Just then the kitchen door swung open and five-year old Isabella skipped in. "Oh, Miley, hi! I didn't know you were coming! Want to come to my tea-party?"

Miley glanced down at the young girl in front f her; she felt a tug at her heart. She wasn't in the mood to play anything right now, but she couldn't say no to Isabelle. Her green eyes were sparkling as she watched Miley, waiting for an answer.

Samantha seemed to notice Miley's internal battle, so she took over. She crouched down so she was at eye level with her younger sister, "Bella, Miley's waiting for Jake right now. She can't play."

"Oh, okay." The younger girl said slowly, trying to hide her disappointment. "But will you play next time?"

Miley nodded and forced a smile onto her face. "Sure thing, I promise Bella."

"But Miley, I don't think Jakey will be home soon." Isabella informed them as she took the orange juice Samantha poured her.

"Why?" she asked quietly.

"'Cause, I heard mommy talking to him on the phone, he said he would be gone for a while." She turned to Tyler and Samantha. "Guess who's going to be Jakey's new partner on the movie!"

Tyler turned to look at her, "Who Bella?"

"Remember that Nona girl? Yeah, well she is working with him again. You know the one with the pretty hair?" Isabella stated as she delicately sipped her orange juice.

Samantha spun around, "Bella you mean the one who came by for dinner last time?"

Isabella nodded; she pushed her glass away and jumped off the stool. "Yep, that one. Mommy told me this morning. I have to go; Mommy is taking me to Lindsey's house today!"

Miley watched Isabella bound out of the room, her hair bouncing in its pigtails. Miley looked up after the door shut to see Tyler and Samantha exchange a hard look.

"What?" Miley asked, irritated already. Why couldn't they just say it aloud?

"Miles, Jake's new co-star is Noelle." Tyler said softly. Miley looked at him, staring intensely, she seemed to be doing a lot of that today.

"Oh, well isn't that just great? My boyfriend is going too sped the next few months with the girl he had sex with." Miley said sarcastically.

Samantha got up from her chair suddenly and grabbed Miley's arm. "Come on."

"Where are we going?" She asked as she was dragged across the kitchen.

"To try and save Jake's sorry ass." Samantha replied as she grabbed her purse on the way out.

"Good luck!" Tyler called out as the door shut.

--HMHMHM—

"Tommy, I can't believe you did this! I told you I don't want her." Jake hissed as he slammed the door to his producer's room shut.

"Sorry Jake." Tommy Apollo apologized. "But she was the only one available. I'm sure she doesn't expect much from you now. So what? You two had a fling! Big deal happens all the time in Hollywood."

Jake gritted his teeth. "I have a girlfriend now Tommy. I can't risk losing her because of Noelle making moves on me. You know how fast word gets out."

Tommy nodded. "I'm sorry Jake, but there isn't much I can do."

"Get a replacement." Jake insisted. "I love my girlfriend Tommy. I don't want to lose her, I can't lose her."

"I know, but Jake, she needs to trust you. If you love her so much she should know you won't do that to her. Trust is valid." Tommy said as he sat in the chair behind his desk.

Jake sighed and rubbed his hands over his face. "Fine. But if my girlfriend leaves me, I'm blaming you." He warned.

Tommy laughed. "Don't worry."

"Whatever." Jake muttered as he walked out of the room. He walked aimlessly down the hall. He didn't want to return to the room that the meeting was held in, the new cast was in there and Jake didn't want to see Noelle right now.

He knew Miley wouldn't want him working with Noelle, just like he didn't want her working with Nick. But Jake couldn't do anything about this! He couldn't drop the movie, he already signed the contract. She would understand she'd have too. Tommy was right she'd just have to trust him.

"Jake!" A high pitched voice called from down the hall. Jake cringed as he heard the voice. Why, oh why me? He asked as he squeezed his eyes shut.

When Jake opened his eyes again Noelle was in front of him, peering at him with her brown eyes. "Jake what are you doing tomorrow night?" she asked.

"Nothing with you, I have a girlfriend, Noelle." Jake said through his clenched teeth.

Noelle laughed freely. "Oh, like I haven't heard that one before. What, Jake playing hard to get? Well, I like it. It's hot." She said seductively as she fingered the collar on his shirt.

"No it's not hot." Jake threw her hands of him and took a step back. "Seriously, Noelle, I have a girlfriend and I love her a lot. I also have no intention what so ever of talking to you outside working ours. Got it?"

Jake heard foot steps coming his way. He prayed to god that it was Tommy, someone who could knock some sense into Noelle.

Noelle rolled her eyes. "I think I can convince you otherwise. Jakey, we had a past. We lost valuable things to each other, thing you can only give to one person ever. Why throw that away."

Jake sighed. "Noelle…" he started but he never got a chance to finish because Noelle grabbed him roughly by the collar and pressed her lisp to him, pulling him in for a kiss.

--HMHMHM—

Tyler's words 'good luck' echoed through Miley's head as she walked down the clean hallway in search of Jake. She had run into the producer when she walked into the building and he pointed out this hallway, saying Jake had just left his office and needed to see her. He threw in a wink, which weirded Miley out.

Why was Jake talking to his producer about that made him get the impression he needed to see her? Well, at least he needed to see her because she desperately needed to see him. She needed to settle this. Why hadn't he told her about the movie or him losing his virginity? How could be lieto her about something so big. Suddenly, Miley understood why Tyler and Samantha were integrating her that night at dinner. They knew Jake had had sex with Noelle; she was probably his last girlfriend since Miley.

Jake had introduced Noelle to his family because they had sex! Which is why Samantha and Tyler assumed Miley was pregnant, It all made sense now! They didn't think she looked like a slut; it was because of what Jake had said. Miley felt anger course through her veins, Jake lied to her, it seemed to settle in now and take a toll.

He had given away his virginity, his purity, the one thing that was rightfully his and passed it one without a thought. Did he regret it? Possibly not, he decided to give it away. He couldn't regret it. But did Miley? Yes. She regretted that he had, she wanted to be the one he lost his purity to. But she wouldn't be, Noelle was. Noelle was the one he gave it away to. Miley couldn't believe him!

As Miley turned the corner she heard voices, she stopped and peered around the corner. There, right before her stood Jake and Noelle. Alone. In the middle of an empty hallway. Uh-oh.

Miley saw Noelle close in on Jake as she laughed. "Oh, like I haven't heard that one before. What, Jake playing hard to get? Well, I like it. It's hot." She said, in what Miley assumed was supposed to be a seductive tone, as she fingered the collar on his shirt.

Miley felt her insides burn with anger. She wanted nothing more than to storm up to Noelle and smack her hard on the face, but she couldn't move as she watched Noelle make moves on her boyfriend.

Miley felt relief run through her veins and her shoulders relax as she watched Jake shove Noelle off him. "No it's not hot." He informed her. "Seriously, Noelle, I have a girlfriend and I love her a lot. I also have no intention what so ever of talking to you outside working ours. Got it?"

Miley felt herself smile. Jake wasn't going to let Noelle hurt her by moving in on him. He just openly said that he loved her. Miley already knew that of course, but hearing Jake say it was a nice reminder, and the look on Noelle's face didn't make it any worse.

Miley snorted when she saw Noelle roll her eyes in what she thought was supposed to turn Jake on. Seriously, the girl was an amateur; she did not know what Jake wanted. "I think I can convince you otherwise. Jakey, we had a past. We lost valuable things to each other, thing you can only give to one person ever. Why throw that away."

Miley felt herself gag. No way would Jake fall for that. No possible way, he knew better than that. But she knew Jake would agree, they did lose a valuable thing to each other. Their virginity.

As Jake sighed, Miley turned around and pressed her back to the wall and squeezed her eyes shut tightly. She tilted her head up, as she made a silent prayer. Please, please don't let Jake do anything stupid. I know he didn't things that hurt me but I cannot lose him. No, please God. Make Noelle back off.

She opened her eyes and started at the ceiling. She heard Jake say Noelle's name, she waited quietly to say what he would tell her. She sat there patiently, but nothing came. Not one peep out of anyone. Miley looked around her to see if they caught her, but no one was there. She took a deep breath and waited for a few more seconds. But nothing came. She held her breath and turned to see what was going on. What she saw was not what she expecting. What she saw made her heart stop and her knees buckle underneath her. She let out a strangled sob and shook her head wildly. She pressed her palm to her mouth and made to stood up. She needed to get away, she couldn't stand her anymore.

Because there before her stood Jake, locked in a kiss with Noelle.

--HMHMHM—

AN: Sorry it's so short. I am supposed to be typing out my English paper, but I just had to update. The next one I'll try to get up as soon as I can. But with mid-terms coming up like right now, it'll be tough to but bear with me. Please.

I hope you guys like this chapter. The next one will have Miley and Jake talk. I don't know how things will turn out, but hey, what ever happens, happens. Don't forget to REVIEW! I appreciate the ones I received for the last chapter.

-Caramel161