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Chapter 11: Return

I stared at Oliver as if he had uttered a taboo curse word or something worse. In a way, to me, he had. Oliver flinched as my shocked expression turned to one of a glare.

"No. Not now. Not ever." My voice was ice hard, and I bet if I were Oliver, I would have shit myself. My shell was now harder than ever, and I intended to keep it that way. I didn't want to see someone who abandoned me for 15 years. For all she knows, I could be dead. The bitch left in prison, by myself, to rot, for all she knew. Dumbass blonde.

I slipped into the backseat of Oliver's car. I saw Oliver look down and Jake shake his head sadly before both of them slipped into the front seats.

We arrived at Oliver's house in less than an hour, with him being the speed demon that he is.

"Here we are. Uh, I know you don't have anything in your name anymore, so that's why your room is bare. We figured it was best to just start over, so we're going shopping tomorrow, that okay?"

I nodded and he led me to my room. The room was barren with just a bed, a computer, and my skates hanging on the wall. I smiled a little at the skates, hoping they still fit me. I murmured my thanks to Oliver and shut the door. I went over to the computer, to find it was already turned on and hooked up with Windows Vista. My background was one of Jake doing a triple back flip over a truck. Shaking my head, I pulled up Yahoo and found...no new mail. The fuck? I expected like a trillion. But no.

I sighed and went to my bed, flopping down on it. I heard Oliver and Jake just outside my door, talking lowly. I thought I heard something about someone coming over. But by then, I was already half asleep.

I was awakened by a door slamming downstairs and murmurs of delight. I didn't move, straining to hear what was going on. After about five minutes of absolutely nothing, I decide to move.

I got up and went downstairs. The back of the couch face me and the lights were dimmed. Oliver was leaning into Jake, but there was no sign of another person. Confused, I called out.

"Hey, Oliver."

Oliver turned to face me, his eyes went wide. He looked rather like a deer caught in the headlights. And he only does that when you catch him doing something wrong. So either he was giving Jake a handjob, or something else.

"Oh! Uh, what do you need?" His voice was shaky, scared. I narrowed my eyes.

"I heard the door open. Is someone here?"

"Oh, uh. Uh…"

"Ollie, Jake, I found that wi-…Miley?"

I turned to face the voice, the newcomer holding a wine bottle and three glasses. The blonde hair set it off, and I didn't even give myself time to see how she had matured. Lily…Fuck them. Fuck them all in the ass with a lead pipe. No kidding. I'll shove it so far up-

"Miley!" She jumped forward, hugging me. I tensed up on instinct, an animalistic sound rising out of my throat.

"Oh! Your face! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit it. Are you okay?" She touched the side of my face gently and I narrowed my eyes more. I pushed her off of me, roughly, sending her into the wall. She let out a gasp and slid down, her eyes hurt and scared.

"Miley! Don't hurt her! She didn't do anything! For God's sakes, she's happy to see you!"

I turned to Jake. "She touched me. That's enough reason to do anything. And why should I be happy to see her?"

I spit on the ground beside Lily. "You're nothing but a maggot to me, now. You think I care about you anymore? 15 years, I waited. You never came to see me. I waited and I still cared about you, even though you ran out when I needed you most. You could've stopped her death, Truscott." I used her last name as an insult, not giving her the pleasure of hearing her name come from my lips. "You could've stopped it." I watched her face contort with confusion, rage, pain, and finally end in sorrow. Good. I want her to hurt.

"You're a weak bitch. Always were."

A sob hitched in her throat and she fought tears and she held eye contact with me. I rolled my eyes and started to walk back upstairs.

"I'm going to bed. I told you I didn't want to see her."

A/n: Told you it was mean. Haha. Well. I bet you guys are wondering how the hell is this going to turn into Liley. I have news for ya, I dunno yet either. lmao. Enjoy.