Where Were You?

Chapter 14

Disclaimer- I do not own Hannah Montana.

When Miley woke up the next morning, it was friday. Jake's school had teacher's convention so they were off. Friday was also Jake's birthday.

"Jaaake." Miley whispered in his ear, trying to wake him up. "Jakeyyy," She poked his shoulder, and finally he moved his head showing he was awake.

"Its too early," He told her and turned his head to face away from her. Miley read the clock, 9:43. That wasn't early for Miley. She leaned over his body so her head was on the other side of it, facing Jake's head upside down.

"Guess who's birthday it is?" Miley sung.

"Mine." Jake groaned, still wanting to sleep.

"Thaaats right! Good job Jakey Wakey!" Miley cooed, still treating him like a little kid. She laughed and kissed his nose, then jumped out of bed.

"Lets go. Go Go Go!" Miley ranted. "I want to see your town! And your school! And your house! Yeah! Lets go see your house first." Miley yelled. Jake was covering his ears.

"Are you always this hyper in the morning?" He asked wearily.

"Are you ALWAYS this crabby in the morning?" She retorted, sticking her tongue out at him. She ran over to the side of the bed he was on and started pulling his hand.

"Outta bed. Now." He laughed, then finally sat up and got out of bed. Going to his house wasn't the best idea, but he wanted to make Miley happy. Plus, his dad most fridays, so they'd probably be okay. "So you want to see my house?" He asked, getting Miley excited again.

"Yeah! Lets go!" She said.

"Aren't you going to change?" He asked her. He was still in his clothes he fell asleep in last night, so he was fine.

"Ahh, fine. It will take 10 SECONDS. Tops." She said smiling, then ran over to her bag, grabbed some clothes, then ran into the bathroom to change. It felt so good to be back around Jake. She quickly came out of bathroom, grabbed her hotel key and cell phone, then ran out the door dragging Jake with her.

They got into Jake's car and he started driving towards his house. The whole car ride Miley was staring out the window, watching his town pass by. It reminded her of Stars Hollow from Gilmore Girls. It seemed like the small town, were everyone knew each other, and you could walk wherever because it was so tiny. Jake put his hand on her knee and smiled.

"You like it?" He asked, referring to the town.

"Yeah, its so cute! I don't see why you hate it here." She said. Jake looked away.

"I don't know, I guess its just different from everywhere else." He answered. Although Jake wished her could tell her the real reason why he hated it here but he couldn't, he had to kept it to himself.

"I wish I could live here though! Malibu's all big and snotty and stuff and this place is all innocent and sweet!" Miley went on, but she noticed Jake was uncomfortable like something was bothering him, so she stopped. The car turned and they pulled down a street that was more hidden from the town. There where trees on both sides of the street, and there where about 4 houses that Miley could see. At the end of the street Jake pulled into the driveway of an average sized home. It was a little drab, but it could be nice.

"Well, this is it." Jake said, then got out of the car and started walking to the front door. Miley followed him inside.

"Kitchen, family room, dining room, upstairs," Jake pointed out each room as it said it, then they both walked up the stairs into his room. "And this is my room." Miley sat down on his bed.

"Its very, um, cozy." Miley said looking around. All he had out was his bed and desk which had his laptop on it, and a dresser with some clothes hanging out of the drawers. The rest of Jake's room was boxes stacked on top of each other.

"Yeah, I haven't really had time to unpack yet." Jake smiled as he told her. Miley walked over to look at the two pictures he had on his dresser. One was of him, his mom and his dad, and the other was of him and Miley. Jake came up from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck sweetly. Miley turned around, still in his arms and put her hands up to his cheeks as she kissed him on the lips. Jake pulled away 2 minutes later when he heard the front door open then slam shut.

"Um, I think you should go to the bathroom." Jake said seriously. Miley laughed.

"What are you talking about?" Miley was confused.

"Just trust me. Its right over here..." Jake took her hand and led her into the bathroom which was connected to his room by a door. "Lock the door," He whispered in her ear, then shut the door when she was inside. He heard the lock click, then went out and waited for his door to open. He knew what was going to happen. After a moment, his door swung open.

"WHERE WERE YOU LAST NIGHT?" His father screamed. Jake didn't even have a chance to answer because a fist was flying toward his face, hitting him right near the temple. Miley could hear everything, but was to afraid to leave to help. She checked her back pocket for her cell phone, but it must have follow out onto the bed when she sat down.

"I MADE DINNER FOR BOTH OF US LAST NIGHT, BUT YOU WEREN'T HERE!" He yelled again and punched Jake in the stomach. "Your a spoiled kid who can't appreciate what he has." Mr. Ryan said in a low tone, then left, slamming Jake's door shut. Jake walked over to his window and stared out it. How could he let this happen when Miley was here? She's not stupid, it was kind of obvious what was going on. Miley now knew what Jake was trying to hide from everyone.

Ten minutes after, Miley stood up from the bathroom floor, unlocked the door and went back into Jake's room. It sounded safe now. She saw Jake standing with his back facing her, staring out the window. She was a little bit scared, hoping Jake wasn't going to lash out. She cautiously walked up behind him and slipped her hand into his which was hanging by his side. Thankfully, he didn't pull away, but neither of them said anything.

"Jake?" Miley said after a while. He didn't answer. Jake took his hand back and walked over to sit down on his bed. After a second, Miley did the same. She looked at Jake's cut face, and put to fingers on his temple. Jake wouldn't look her in the eyes.

"I'm fine." He told her, knowing what she would ask.

"No your not." Miley said, taking her hand away. Jake scooted back from the edge of the bed to the middle of it and laid back with his head on a pillow. Miley climbed up and laid next to him, putting her head on his chest, draping her arm around his stomach.

"Ouch," He winced. Miley quickly moved her arm back. Jake pulled her arm back and put it where it was. "Its fine," He told her.

"Jake," Miley started, not quite sure what she was going to say, just knowing that she had to saw something. "You...you can't stay here," She said. Jake looked down at her.

"Miley, I have to. This is what my family agreed to do. I'm not making anymore fights with them." He told her.

"So your just going to stay here and get hurt?!" Miley exclaimed. Jake shook his head.

"You don't get it, Miley. I have to." He said.

"Call your mom, please. Just try. I'm sure if she knew about this she would come get you right away." Miley said.

"Yeah, I know she would, and thats the problem. Both of my parents have their own things to worry about right now. They don't need me to make things worse." He tried to explain.

"Promise me you'll at least think about it?" Miley said. Jake thought for a moment.

"I'll think about it," Jake said.

Miley knew that if Jake decided he wasn't going to do anything, she had to.

Okayyy guys. This is the second last chapter. I also just ended my other story. I really want to start a new one, but Im gonna wait until I finish both of these. Haha I got like 7 reviews. I used to get like 14 all the time. I was kinda sad. But I'm not going to be all "Ohhh Im not updating till you give me 14 reviews!!" Cause I just like writing. But seriously, it would be awesome if on these last chapters ALL you guys reviewed. It would make my day, so PLEASE? ANONYMOUS ALLOWED.

SHERRIE