Lily's Pov

I'll never forget what happened to my best friend. The pain she went through and the feeling of being used, will torment myself for the rest of my life, but a single person to take that much advantage of one human being, is to much to bear. If I am that taken by that type of torched, I'm afraid to know how Miley felt. She is like a sister to me, and to see a person hurt my best friend like that, I don't know how to deal with that. It will rack my brain for the rest of my life, and she has to live with that nightmare.

Watching from the side as she got wheeled into that ambulance with a face mask, and tubes going from her nose, and mouth, as they tried to pump as much blood into her as possible, was petrifying to watch. never in my life would I ever think that bubbly care-free Miley would ever have to deal with that.

I didn't know not one person that didn't like Miley after getting to know her. What if she would never go back to school? Or attend our senior prom? Or graduate with our class? Those questions would never go away until I actually knew the outcomes of them.

Just picturing Miley not by my side as we walked down getting our diplomas, made me sick. It's even sicker that I sat back life-less, helpless as Miley got taken advantage of. It made me want to hit something. Sure Miles and I had our ups and downs but what best friends haven't?

I felt tears fall down my face, everything in front of me was a huge blur, nodding to the usual questions about what happened? Am I hurt? Do I feel any pain when they touch a certain part of my body? Sure those are all physical questions...how bout how I feel mentally?

That's right, there's nothing they can do. They can't fix how I feel inside, after watching my best friend get raped. They can't take it back, they can't take back, how I felt watching that, how Miley felt when it happened. Everything has been taken from Miley, her virginity, her dignity and her hopes of making love for the first time with her husband. Making Love with Nick.

We were thirteen, I remember the first day, mile and I talked about that touchy subject. Miley and I were at her house having a sleepover. It was the night after first meeting the Jonas Brothers. We were gushing over boys, makeup and clothes.

I watched as Miley twisted her purity ring around her finger, as I read my magazine that sat in my lap," Lils?"

I looked up at my best friend." Hmm?"

"Do you ever wonder what it'd be like, so have you husband bring you somewhere special after your hunny moon, and you know…"

"Yeah," I sighed," I remember when my mom told me to wait, and she said it's the best when you truly love that person."

"Yeah…I hope that happens to me, a special guy, who loves me with all his heart, and I love him."

I smiled before turning back to my magazine, and we began gushing over some random hot guy on the cover.

I closed my eyes, and reopened them to look at the ground. Joe held me in his arms as I muttered under my breath," That frigging bastard!"

Normal Pov.

Everyone was shaken by the situation, the person with the most hard time, was Nicholas. He sat on the side of the Miley not letting go of her hand. She was now unconscious from the lack of blood that she lost. Nick hated seeing her this way, the heart monator beeping on and off at every breath she took, and off course all the tubes connected to her body.

He wanted to kiss her. Make her feel all better, but he couldn't bring himself to kiss her. He figured with some small action like that, she could crumble up right in front of him. Her face was pale and had a bandage wrapped from the back of her head and to her forehead. It was there, protecting her from all the times she hit her head on the ground.

Everytime he looked at her, delicate and flawless face, he wanted to strangle Justin for the amount of pain he put his Miley in. He wanted to put Justin in the same amount of pain, he put his girl in. The torturous things that animal had done to her. And make the rest of his life in a complete hell. He couldn't wait for him to be behind bars, and without a fair trial.

He got up the courage, and stroked Miley's cheek with his thumb, touching her face made his eyes well up with tears. His face was hot and clammy, as he watched her. He let go of her hand and buried his face in his hands sighing, if only he got there on time...if only he never left the girls alone that day. If only the cop would of drove faster.

But thinking of what if's about the situation did not help him at all.

He heard the door open and shut. He looked up slowly, facing the visitor. It was Miley's doctor.

"Okay…well. Miley hit her head pretty hard, and might have a minor fracture. Her left arm is broken from the amount of time she was thrown, and grabbed by. And lastly, there shouldn't be anymore major problems, a few bruises here and there, but the most biggest issue is a mental trauma."

"Okay…do you think she'll ever get better?"

"Well, Miley will start going to a shrink every other day, but in time. If she moves on I think she will be fine, just go easy on her for a while, she's pretty fragile at the moment."

Nick nodded, then thought to himself as he kept an eye on Miley,' She's going to be an emotional wreck.'

He waited for the doctor to leave before he kissed her palm," It's going to be alright Mi,"

Hours passed. People were in and out of Miley's hospital room waiting for her to awaken.

Miley's Pov

The dark waters splashed against the shore, I kept swimming. Without my exception the waves pushed me under, all I could see was darkness, but from the little I saw there was light. As much as I swam I couldn't reach the center. I would swim upward, and it would push me back down. My limps hurt from the pushing of the waters.

As much as I tried to strain my eyes, I couldn't overcome the storm. From being under the water, I could hear the pounding of the rain hitting the ocean. My wet clothes kept pulling me down, and finally there was light.

I couldn't move as I tried to open my eyes. Finally, they slowly fluttered open, my stomach flipped by the exhilaration. The dim light of the room, told me it wasn't morning yet. All I could remember was the pain. The non-stop terrifying pain. The emotional pain, and physical of course.

But the emotional was the hardest, because I knew that what happened to me would never go away, and I would live with it the rest of my life. I looked around slowly at the scenery. I was in the hospital, this means I was saved, and away from there.

The feeling in my body came back, and slowly the memories. I spotted Nick asleep on the chair beside the bed, I looked down noticed he held my hand, I gave it a gentle squeeze.

From this given moment I knew I would never be myself again, I was used, and what he took away from me isn't something I would earn in time, it's gone forever. I may earn back my interest in life, my dignity and my God given happiness, but never that one thing every young girl is born with.

That's something that will never exist again, something you can't rebirth your self with. It was something I was proud, something I hoped to give away to the one man I really love.

In time I don't know if I will ever be myself again, but maybe in time.

Normal Point of view.

Days past and nothing further helped to bring the original Miley back. She was in denial, she had no glow on her face. Her eyes were gray and lifeless and she rarely smiled. The days pasted by slowly, and most of the time Miley would go on and pray for the day to end.

"Mile, you can go home, today," Nick gave her a small smile, as he confirmed what she had been asking for a while. Ever since she awoke. Miley nodded simply," Great, I can't wait to get out of here," She said. Her tone was monotone, and unusual. It didn't sound like herself. She slipped on her flip-flops and took his hand leading them out of her room.

Her arm was in a cast, purple to be particular. Her bandage was off her head, and now was stitched up. And all the bruises was covered by her clothes. Miley limped around, she was still very sore. Her bruises did not heal completely and now had scars all over her body.

The couple met everyone else in the hall, Lily beside Joe, she met Miley half-way giving her a hug, Miley stood giving Lily an awkward side-ways hug. Joe embraced both girls at once.

Lilly nodded in dislike, she was not completely used to Miley's actions lately, but ignored it, knowing Miley was dealing with the situation roughly. Lilly was just happy Miley was okay, well, sort of.

Everyone chatted for a few minutes until Miley spoke up," Can we please go home. I really don't want to be here anymore,"

Denise gave Miley a reassuring smile, and led the gang out. Miley stayed silent the whole ride, until they arrived back at the Jonas.'

As soon as they got in, Miley ran up the stairs, with Nick on her tail.

When she reached her bedroom door she faced Nick," Nick, you mind if I be alone a little? I really want to rest and think…"

Nick raised his eyebrow for a split second then nodded with a small smile," Er..okay.."

"Thanks, Nicky."

His heart did a flip at that name, but he sighed walking into his bedroom. He missed his real Miley. Perky, enthusiastic, and just his Smiley Miley.

Once Miley got in her room, she sat on her bed for support, once she couldn't restrain herself any longer she sobbed into her pillow, this was harder than she thought, putting up an act.

An= Well, I hope you enjoyed, just stick by me there will be a couple rocky chapters after this. Stay put, it will get better. Anyway, please review?