Chapter 12 - What Hurts the Most
Los Angeles, California; March 25, 2006
Miley awoke to the glare of bright lights in a room with white walls. As she tried to sit up in the bed she was resting on, the singer was reminded of what made her pass out in the first place. Miley slowly laid back down and brought both hands up to her face to massage her aching temples.
When he heard Miley groan, Robbie jumped out of the seat he had been sitting in next to the window, where he had waited patiently for his little girl to wake up. "Easy there darlin. How're you feeling Bud?" he asked softly, easily reading the discomfort on her face.
Miley groaned as she turned over on her side so that she could look directly at her father and not turn her head. "Like I've been run over by a tractor trailer?" she said, putting her arms under the pillow and pulling it towards her face and gently easing her head into the pillow's softness to try and confort her aching head.
Robbie Ray eyed his daughter carefully as he tried to determine if it was too early for this question or not. He finally decided that he might as well get it over with. "What happened?" he asked softly.
Miley closed her eyes against the pain of the memory, both the physical and the emotional. She softly sighed. "You mean Lilly didn't tell you?" A moment of panic crossed Miley's features as she abruptly sat back up in bed. "Wait, did she leave me?" The horror of saying those words out loud actually made Miley shiver. "Lilly's gone?" she said on the verge of hyperventilating at the thought of the blonde abandoning her.
Robbie Ray sat down on the bed and reached forward and grasped Miley's shoulder's gently but firmly, opting to avoid the IV in her right hand. "Miles, stop. She didn't leave you. She's down in the general waiting area. She's been here the whole time waiting for you to wake up. Relax." Robbie could feel the tension leaving his daughter's shoulders until she slowly laid back down on the bed as he continued speaking. "Now," He went back to her first question. "Lilly said that we would have to ask you. All she knew was that you collapsed and had blood running out your ears and nose." he said, explaining to his daughter how he had found her on the couch with a spastic blonde hovering over her. Robbie ducked his head a bit so that he could catch her eyes, which were still blue, since the contacts had yet to come out. "Can you tell me what happened?" he asked, concern lacing his sweet baritone voice.
Miley considered what her father had said. 'What had happened between them?' she wondered. Miley had no idea. She would never be sure until she talked to her best friend. "I…need to talk to Lilly first." she told her father. "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I need her to help me figure it out exactly." she pause and tipped her head to the side. "Do ya get it?" she asked, hoping against hope that she was making sense to her father.
Robbie considered the situation carefully. Something had hurt his baby girl and he wanted to know what it was. "Miles." he began, but was cut off before he could get the thought from his head to his mouth.
Miley grabbed his hand. "Daddy, I swear after I talk to her, then I promise I will tell you absolutely everything. Just understand that right now, its something between us. And, I don't even really understand it yet." she tried to explained to her father, pleading with her eyes for him to understand.
Robbie Ray sighed in defeat. He narrowed his eyes at his only daughter and asked her one poignant question before he would make a final decision. "Did she purposely hurt you?" he asked with dead seriousness.
At first, Miley almost laughed. The thought that her dear sweet blonde friend would ever hurt her was simply ludicrous. "No. It's Lilly." she vowed with a smile of her face. "She would never hurt me." Miley explained in all truthfulness.
Robbie leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "That's all I wanted to hear. She's down the hall. I'll go get her." he said, patting her leg as he walked out of the room.
Miley considered what her father had asked her. How could he even think such a thing? Lilly had always been the one to protect Miley from all the big bad evils of the world. Granted, Miley was almost certain that Lilly had technically hurt her, but it was only because she didn't know she was doing it. Miley was going to be careful to make sure that the blonde understood that very fact.
Miley's thoughts were interrupted by a light knocking on the door, then the sight of a blonde head leaning in the open door crack. "Hey." she said as she slowly entered the hospital room and approached the right side of the bed. The blonde was immediately put at ease by the smile on the southerner's lips.
"Hi." Miley answered, already feeling better by the blonde's mere presence.
Lilly carefully sat on the edge of the bed with her hands locked tightly together on her lap. "Are you feeling better?" Despite Miley's smile, Lilly was still incredibly nervous about the direction this conversation was going to take.
Miley shrugged non-nonchalantly. She didn't want to pretend she was fine, but she also didn't want the blonde to feel horribly guilty for how much pain she was still currently feeling. "I guess so." she simply said.
Lilly stared at the floor for several seconds, not being able to come up with the right words to say. Finally, she opened her mouth to speak, but Miley beat her to it.
"How long are we going to dance around what we really need to talk about?" The brunette asked in a frustrated tone. The past few days seemed marred with half-truths and many instances of avoidance from both sides. Miley had a strangle hold on the sheets with her right hand. Her left hand was only inches away from the blonde, but in that moment, the distance seemed like miles.
Lilly looked up slowly from the floor to the brunette's frustrated face. "What do you mean?" she asked carefully, still unsure after all these hours if she could have the conversation that they almost started in the pop star's dressing room.
Miley was finding it difficult to determine if the blonde was truly ignorant of what had happened earlier, or if she was only pretending not to know. "You know what happened, right?" Miley asked deliberately. There would be no more misunderstandings. Everything was going to get spelled out in black and white. Miley would make sure that there would be no more grey to get lost in.
Lilly's eyes went wide at the accusing look she saw in the brunette's eyes. She could only shrug her shoulder's in response. "Ah no. The door was stuck and then when I turned around you collapsed." Well, she knew that she couldn't open the door using her vast strength and THAT was saying something. But she couldn't exactly mention that to Miley.
Miley was almost certain that Lilly honestly didn't get it, for whatever reason. "I was keeping the door closed…" Miley stated firmly. As if it was the most normal thing she could have possibly said.
Lilly rolled her eyes. She couldn't believe that after everything that had happened in the past few hours that Miley was in the mood for jokes. "Ha-ha. You're so funny." Lilly commented dryly. "You were across the room Miles." She pointed out.
Miley gritted her teeth as she finished her thought that Lilly had unknowingly cut off. "With my mind." she said as she stared down the blonde, willing her to wrap her mind around what the brunette had just stated.
Lilly giggled nervously. "Yeah right. It would have taken a lot more than that to stop me." she said without thinking and quickly slapped both of her hands over her mouth. Lilly couldn't believe that she had actually just said what she was thinking. Stupid.
Lilly's mind was racing with the implications of what Miley had just said. 'In order for her to hold the door closed while I was using my power, she would have to be…special like me.' The thought hit Lilly as surely as if she'd been slapped. 'And if that were true, then that means that I caused this. Miley's here because of me.' she concluded. 'I hurt her. I did this.'
Miley watched the progression on Lilly's face as it went from shocked, to surprised, and finally to horrified.
Lilly jumped from the bed as if she had been burned. "Oh my god. I hurt you." she said as she began backing away from the bed towards the door.
Miley could see the panic forming on Lilly's face. This is so NOT how she wanted this conversation to go. "Lils, you didn't mean to." she said, leaning forward.
Lilly shook her head. Rational thinking wasn't happening anymore. Lilly was stuck on one single thought. She hurt Miley. The one person other than her mother who was always there. The one person who didn't care what other people thought. The one person who loved her unconditionally. And Lilly hurt her. Maybe almost killed her. "But I did it. I hurt you. Miley I'm so sorry…I…" as the tears began running down Lilly's face, she turned and bolted out of Miley's hospital room, running as fast as she could, without using her power.
Miley could only yell helplessly from the bed. "Lilly!! Lilly!!" Miley wanted to chase after the blonde, but as she swung her legs off the side of the bed, the answering dizzying spell made her reconsider. Miley laid back on the bed and closed her eyes as tears started running down her own cheeks. "Oh Lilly." she sighed softly.
A few minutes later, the door to her hospital room slowly opened.
Miley immediately sat up, hoping Lilly had returned. "Lilly?" she asked hopefully.
Jackson shook his head. "Sorry Miles, I thought she was still here with you." he explained to her. "I got sick of waiting. I wanted to make sure you were alright with my own eyes." he said sheepishly as he entered his sister's hospital room.
Miley smiled sadly at her big brother. Jackson may have teased his sister endlessly, but he loved her with his whole heart. There was nothing he wouldn't do for her. Taking that last thought into consideration, Miley tapped a spot on the bed next to her and beckoned her brother to join her. "Jackson, I need a favor." she said shyly.
After taking a seat on the bed, Jackson reached out and ran a thumb over her cheek. "Anything for you sis." he said with the utmost sincerity. "You should know that by now."
Miley grabbed Jackson's hand and gently kissed the back of it. "I need you to go find Lilly for me." she told him firmly. "She thinks my accident was her fault…but it wasn't." she explained.
Jackson didn't really know any of the story, so he just sat patiently waited for his sister to explain things to him. "What happened?" he inquired.
Miley sighed as she was forced to recount the story yet again. "I was holding the door closed with my mind…."
Jackson was trying to piece together the puzzle as she spoke. "And she…" he said, encouraging her to continue.
Miley closed her eyes. "Pulled the door in her freakishly strong way." she said in an annoyed grunt. Miley's eyes widened in disbelief that her brother was now rolling on her bed in near hysterics. "What is so damn funny?!" she demanded.
It took Jackson several seconds to get himself under control. As the final chuckles of laugher left him, he grinned at his sister. "And you thought she wasn't special." he said, trying to reign in his mirth at this situation. It wasn't funny that Miley had gotten hurt, but that all this time both girls had been special and wouldn't admit it to each other. "I told you to tell her. Remember, right after the incident with Bobby Collins?"
Miley thought back to the first week of school when they first moved here. Bobby Collins either hadn't heard what happened to Tommy Wilson, or he didn't believe it.
It was right after lunch. Lilly had gone to the bathroom, and I was getting the books out of my locker for my afternoon classes. Bobby walks up behind me, cups my ass, squeezes it none too gently, and whispers in my ear that he's the welcoming committee.
Unfortunately for Bobby, Lilly was approaching her locker at that very moment and witnessed the whole thing.
She grabbed his jersey and flung him to the floor away me. I turned around just in time to see Bobby try to do the same thing to Lilly, except that he flung her into the lockers. Hard. The sound was as loud as a 4th of July firework exploding. I thought for sure Lilly would be dazed at least, if not knocked out. She simply gritted her teeth, walked forward and interlocked both of their hands.
Needless to say, Bobby was on his knees begging for mercy in seconds.
Ever since that day, Jackson had been telling her that she should tell Lilly her secret. 'If only I had listened.' she thought sadly. Shaking the thought from her head, she addressed her brother once more. "The point is, she is out there somewhere blaming herself for me being hurt. Please go find her for me." she begged her brother. She held up the IV in her arms indicating her inability to leave. "Tell her it's not her fault." she said softly. "Tell her I need her…" Miley paused before whispering. "Tell her…I love her." she said, turning her head away from her brother and staring out the window.
Jackson eyed his sister carefully after her last statement. He had wondered over the past year if there wasn't more between the two girls than friendship. Maybe it was because they had the power thing in common, but he could have sworn that it was something else. Sometimes it was a lingering look. Sometimes it was a passing comment. But it was always present it some way. He wasn't sure what 'it' was exactly, but he knew for certain that it was something special between the two of them. "How about I tell her the first two…" he said. "and save the last one for you?" he added shyly.
Miley turned back to look at her brother. She had a huge grin on her face at her brother's words. "Deal." she vowed.
A little while later, Jackson found Lilly sitting on the beach in front of Rico's staring at the ocean. "Hey Lilly." he said as he took a seat next to her on the sand.
Lilly quickly tried to wipe the tears from her face. "Jackson. What're you doing here?" she asked, trying not to look directly at him.
Jackson didn't need to see her face to know that she had been crying. He could hear it in her voice. "I was looking for you." he told her.
Lilly sniffled softly. "Why?" she inquired.
Jackson shrugged thinking it was a silly question. "Miley asked me to." he told her matter-of-factly. He turned on the sand so that he was facing her. "It wasn't your fault. You didn't hurt Miley Lil." he said, willing her to look at him.
Jackson was surprised when she whipped her head around to regard him angrily.
"Yes I did! You don't get it! I barely even tried and I hurt her!" she yelled and got up and walked a few steps away from where Jackson still sat.
Jackson considered for a moment the best way to approach this situation. He stood up and stopped a few paces behind her. "So, are you admitting you can do amazing things too?" he asked.
Lilly whirled around, not believing that Jackson was asking her this NOW. "What?!?" she demanded.
Jackson decided that he should clear a few things up with Lilly before he was responsible for yet another misunderstanding between his sister and the fiery blonde. "Miley told me that she told you her secret. Not the Hannah Montana thing. The telekinesis." Lilly's eye softened. Apparently she hadn't considered who else might know about that other secret. Jackson put his hands in his pockets and rocked back and forth on his heels. "Lilly, I've watched you for years. I know damn well that you are capable of doing things no girl your size should be able to." he told her, wanting to be completely honest with the blonde.
Lilly eyed him warily. "What do you mean?" she asked.
Jackson pointed to the sand. "Sit. Please." Lilly nodded and sat back down on the sand. She pulled her knees to her chest, placed her crossed arms on her knees, then laid her head down. She waited silently for Jackson to continue.
Jackson took a seat next to her and stared out at the ocean as he thought back to the first time Lilly had amazed him. "The first time I noticed? Tommy Wilson. First day of school. You could have broken that boy's arm with a simple squeeze." A pause. Jackson turned his head to look at Lilly. "Couldn't you?" he asked, waiting for her to confirm his suspicions.
Lilly only nodded in response.
Jackson smiled. He was making progress. "But you didn't. Cause you are sweet and caring, and wouldn't really hurt anyone on purpose….unless they so deserved it." he corrected himself with a slight chuckle.
Lilly sat in silence. Then she turned her head back to the ocean. "Jackson your sister is everything to me and I hurt her." she sad sorrowfully.
Jackson hoped he wasn't over stepping his bounds, but he was pretty sure that Lilly wouldn't intentionally hurt him any more than she would hurt Miley. Jackson wrapped his left arm around her shoulder and pulled her towards him until she laid her head on his shoulder. "Inadvertently. Come on Lils. You were pulling on a door, how could you think for a moment that had anything to do with my sister." he said, and gave her a minute to digest what he had just said, then he continued. "She needs you. And call me crazy, but I think you need her too." he told the smaller blonde.
Lilly closed her eyes and sighed. Jackson was right. About a lot of things surprisingly enough. "I think you might be right." she confessed to the older boy.
Jackson grinned like a kid in a candy store. "Of course I'm right." he said knowingly.
Lilly picked her head up the pushed him away from her. "Smartass." she said with a smile.
Jackson finally stopped laughing, then regarded her seriously once more. "Now. Can I ask you something?"
Lilly was briefly surprised. She thought Jackson pretty much had everything figured out. "Sure." she said.
"Last year, when they found Chris Collins stuffed in a locker, which was coincidentally the same day he tripped me in the hallway and not long after his brother pawed my sister...was that your handiwork?" he asked with a smirk.
Lilly blushed, but knew without even saying anything that Jackson had already gotten the answer to his question. "Maybe." she muttered.
Jackson slapped his hands together. "I knew it was you." he said, pointing at the blonde.
Lilly was curious. She knew that no one had seen her do it. "Why was that?" she questioned.
Jackson chuckled. "Because he wouldn't talk about it to anyone. And believe me, a lot of people were dying to know who stuffed a lineman into a locker. And the way he bent up the inside…damn."
Lilly shook her head. "Don't worry, I used my hand to push the side wall out so he could fit. I didn't use his body to do that."
It took a second to wrap his mind around what Lilly had just told him. "Wow." was the only response he could mumble as he stared at the small blonde in amazement. He shook himself out of his haze. "So when she calls you tomorrow, you are going to come over and talk about this whole mess. Right?" he questioned.
Lilly sighed and smiled at her best friend's brother. "Yes Jackson." She thought about it for a minute before adding, "You're like the big brother I never had and didn't know I wanted." she told him honestly.
Now it was Jackson's turn to blush a little bit. "Yeah well. You're like the second little sister I didn't need but can't live without." he said, grabbing her head in a friendly headlock and giving her a noogie. "Thanks, for everything." he told her when he released her.
Lilly's grin was infectious. "Right back at ya." She looked around and noted the mostly empty beach. Since Jackson knew her secret and he had been quite wonderful today, she wanted to give him a treat. "So, you want a piggy back ride back to your house?" she asked in a teasing way. "I'll run the whole way." she promised him.
Jackson's eyes went wide with surprise. "You can do that?" he asked.
She only nodded in response.
Jackson wasted no time in running the few steps up to her and hopping on her back. "Ride'em cowboy!!" he shouted as Lilly laughed and headed for the house, Jackson screaming in delight the entire way.
Sure enough, Lilly's phone went off at 11 A.M. the following morning. It was a text message from Miley asking her to come over. Lilly ran down the stairs and found her mother hard at work at the dining room table.
Lilly toyed with the idea of not saying anything to her mother yet, but with all the misunderstandings lately, she didn't want to lie to anyone anymore. Ever. "Mom, I'm heading over to Miley's and there's something I think you should know." she said, taking a seat next to her mother. She waited until her mother set her pen down and had her undivided attention. "They kinda know about me." she admitted quietly.
Heather was shocked for all of two seconds. If anyone was going to discover her secret, it was either going to be Oliver or Miley. She was actually glad it was the brunette. She trusted her more. "Everything?" she asked, narrow her eyes.
"Not quite." Heather lifted her brows at that comment. Lilly shrugged. "Well, let's just say that hiding my strength over the years has not been my number one priority." she said and chuckled at her mother's agreeing nod. "And last night, Miley and I sorta exposed each other." she confessed.
Heather was surprised that it had taken so long for her to hear about something that was no doubt quite an ordeal for her daughter. "How did you do that?" she asked.
Lilly sighed and explained what had happened the night before. "Well, we argued, I wanted to leave, the door wouldn't move, I used my power and then Miley collapsed with blood running out of her nose and ears." she said.
Heather covered her mouth in surprise at Miley's situation. "Oh my god. Is she alright?" she asked, clearly concerned for daughter's best friend's health.
Lilly nodded sadly. "Doctors said a few blood vessels burst simultaneously. Rare, but it happens." Of course Miley's family knew what had happened, but this gave them something that they could tell outsiders. "The thing is, she said that she was keeping the door closed with her mind." she told her mother, explaining what had really happened.
Heather eyed her daughter carefully before asking her next question. "How much force did you use on the door?" she asked softly.
Lilly dropped her eyes to her lap and Heather grasped in shock. It had hardly taken her any time at all to determine what had happened. "Oh Lilly." she sighed.
Lilly tried to defend herself. "I didn't know!!! I could have…I think….It would have been my fault!" she told her mother as tears began to well in her eyes.
Heather leaned forward and gathered her only daughter into her arms. "Shhh. Hush now. Don't dwell on what could've been. It didn't happen." she reassured her daughter as she gently stroked her silky blonde hair. "So are you asking permission to tell her everything?" she asked, tipping her head to look into the watery eyes of her little girl.
Lilly pleaded with her mother. "I know you always said wait till I'm older, but...it's Miley." she said, as if that explained everything in those two simple words.
Heather considered what her daughter was asking of her. This could possibly put their lives in danger. "What does Miley mean to you?" she softly asked.
"Everything." the blonde answered without a seconds hesitation.
Heather smiled knowingly. She expected an answer along those lines. "Then that's what you tell her." she replied, smiling lovingly.
Lilly was always astounded by how wonderful and understanding her mother could be. "Even stuff that involves you?" she asked, wanting to make sure she didn't do anything to upset her mother.
Heather moved her head from side to side as she considered what her daughter was asking. "Try to stick to you and see how the conversation goes. If you two can get through that, then maybe we can bring her over and tell her about the rest of it. Fair enough?" she said as a compromise.
Lilly nodded happily. "Always. You're the best mom." she said burying her head into her shoulder and hugging the older blonde tightly.
Heather kissed the side of her daughter's head. "I love you angel. Good luck." she said as she released her daughter. And watched as her baby headed out the front door.
Five minutes later, Lilly walked into the Stewart's house. Jackson was sitting on the couch playing a video game. "Hey Jackson." She greeted him. "Where's Miley?" she asked.
"Upstairs in her room. Go on up." he said over his shoulder, then felt the need to give the blonde a little more reassurance. He paused his game and turned to actually look at the blonde skater. "Relax, it'll be fine. You'll see." he reminded her with a smile then went back to his game.
Lilly made her way up the stairs slowly. She wasn't sure how she should act. The last time she had seen Miley, thing were awkward to say the least. Miley's bedroom door was closed, so Lilly thought it would be best to knock.
The door opened and revealed the brunette's smiling face. "Lilly!" she shouted and launched herself into the blonde's arms.
Lilly was shocked by Miley's warm welcome. "You're still willing to touch me after what I did?" she asked, impossible to hide the shock from her face or her voice.
Miley pulled back slightly in the smaller girl's arms. "And what did you do?"
"I hurt you." The blonde answered as she stared at the floor.
"No, I hurt myself." the brunette argued back.
Lilly couldn't believe that Miley was trying to blame herself. "How do you figure?" she demanded.
Miley released the blonde and started to pace back in forth in front of her. "If I had just let you walk out the door, none of this would have happened. If I had told you I was Hannah Montana, none of this would have happened. If I would have had the guts to truly confront you over the years about how strong you were, this wouldn't have happened." she explained. She stopped directly in front of the blonde as she finished and looked her in the eyes. "So as you can see, this is clearly my fault!"
Lilly was so confused. "But?" she tried.
Miley held up one hand and covered her mouth before she could say anything else. "Stop. You are my best friend. You would never do anything to intentionally hurt me, right?"
Lilly nodded solemnly. "Right." she mumbled through the hand still covering her lips.
Miley giggled and removed her hand from the blonde's lips. "Fine. Now that that's out of the way." Miley pulled the surfer over to the bed and plopped down on the comforter. "God girl! How freakin strong are you? I thought my brain was gonna explode from the pressure." she said only half jokingly.
Lilly was so overjoyed to see the happiness back on Miley's face that she didn't really register the second part of Miley's comment. "Honestly? I might have pulled the door 25% of what I am capable of...maybe. I'm not really sure. I know I stopped when the door knob started to indent from my hand." she explained.
"Sweet niblets!" Miley exclaimed. Now that was strong.
Lilly just shrugged. Her ability didn't impress her anymore. "So, Jackson says you have telekinesis?" she said, not wanting to talk about herself.
Miley's eyes narrowed at the blonde. "Don't you believe him?" she asked accusingly.
Lilly crossed her arms across her chest defiantly. "I would like to see a practical demonstration." she said staring into Miley's eyes. Slowly, Miley's eyes were getting lower and lower. Actually, her whole body was getting lower. Finally, it dawned on Lilly that Miley wasn't lower, she was now inches away from the ceiling. Miley had simply lifted her off the bed, straight up. "Holy shit! That's awesome!" she declared excitedly.
"Lilly! Language!" Miley chastised as she slowly lowered Lilly back down to the bed.
Lilly shrugged apologetically. "Well, I've never been suspended in mid air before, it was kinda cool." she explained, still trying to bite down the excitement she was feeling. "Is that all you can do?" she asked.
Miley was slightly shocked by the question. "What that's not enough for you?" she replied sarcastically.
Lilly chuckled, then explained herself to Miley. "Well, my power is two-fold, I wondered if maybe yours was too."
Now Miley's eyes widened in surprise. "Wait, you can do something else?" she asked.
Lilly nodded. "Well, yeah. See my power revolves around density. I can either become very dense which makes my body strong and impenetrable or I can make my density really weak so that I can pass through solid objects."
Now it was Miley's turn to be surprised. "No freaking way!" she shouted. "This I gotta see."
Lilly walked over to Miley's bathroom door and stopped in front of it. She turned back and winked at Miley, then walked straight through the door. After about five seconds, she walked back.
Miley's eyes were wide with amazement. "That's how you got out of the bathroom on the first day." she whispered to herself. "You walked through the wall out to the balcony." she finished her thought and stared at Lilly for confirmation.
Lilly smiled, happy to finally be able to share everything with Miley. "You got it." she said and then started thinking. She had never done this before, but she knew it worked with inatimate objects, so why not people? "Do you want to try it?" she asked the brunette.
Miley's eyes were wide with the prospect of what Lilly was suggesting. "You can make me do that?" she asked.
Lilly shook her hands. "Well kinda. I can't do it from a distance or anything, but if I'm holding you…" she said bashfully as she ducked her head, not sure if that would be something that Miley would be cool with.
Much to Lilly's surprise, the brunette jumped up and rushed over to her. "Will it feel strange?" she asked.
Lilly visably gulped as she thought about how her next comment could be misconstrued. "Maybe tingle a bit." Lilly stepped behind Miley's back and squeezed tightly up against her. She wrapped her left arm around her waist and took Miley's right hand in her right hand and held them up in front of them. "Are you ready?" she whispered in the brunette's ear and grinned as she felt Miley shiver against her.
Miley was too nervous to answer, for many reasons. She felt Lilly slowly start to guide them towards the door. She now understood why Lilly was holding her hand out. As her hand disappeared into the door, Miley felt the tingle Lilly was talking about. It was kind of like getting lightly shocked. When her whole body was inside the door, wow, what a feeling. After they were safely standing inside the bathroom, Miley turned around and hugged Lilly. "Oh my god! That was amazing!!!" she told the blonde.
The two girls made their way back into the bedroom so they could continue talking.
Lilly piped up with the next question. "How did you get this way?"
"Daddy said its from some experiment that mom took part in a long time ago." the brunette answered.
"No way!" Lilly yelled, as her eyes went wide and she continued to stare at Miley for several seconds before she muttered, "One in a million. She was right."
Miley wasn't sure what Lilly was talking about. "One in a million?" she asked questioningly.
"Come on." the blonde said, jumping up from the bed and pulling the brunette to her feet. "We have GOT to go talk to my mom. She's never going to believe this." the surfer told the singer as she dragged her down the stairs and out of the house.
Sorry, been a little under the weather these past few days. You know its bad when you don't even want to write. Next chapter is going to be a little different, but I wanted to skip a large period of time quickly, but still touch on a few highlights...so get ready for Lilly's diary. - Jess