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Jackson's POV

I didn't know what to do with Miley anymore. She had ran back into her room. I thought she might try to run away, but then I remembered that her keys were laying on the counter. After ten minutes of listening for a slamming door I went to Miley's room. Her bedroom was open and I didn't see her anywhere. Her window was closed so I knew she didn't sneak out. Then I noticed her bathroom door was closed. It was never closed unless she was in the shower, and I didn't hear any water running. I was instantly worried.

"Miley?" I asked knocking on her door. I didn't get an answer. "Come on Miley, I know you're in there."

"Go away!" She yelled through the door. I could hear the tears in her voice.

"Not until you let me in to see that you are okay." I told her.

"I'm fine." She said.

"No you're not, I can hear you crying." I told her my observation.

"Just go away, I don't need your help!" She yelled.

"Please Miley, just open the door!" I begged.

"No, go away!" She yelled once again.

Miley's POV

I was crying on my bathroom floor when I heard Jackson knocking on my door. He wouldn't leave me alone no matter how many nasty things I told him.

"I never want to see you again so why won't you just leave me alone?" I yelled at him. I was so angry with him and everybody else.

"You don't mean that." He said in a low voice. I almost didn't hear him. I opened my door and stared at him.

"Yes. I. Do." I told him then walked away. I had left the razor in the floor surrounded by a small puddle of my blood. I didn't care if he saw it, I wanted him to know what he was doing to me.

"Miley!" I heard Jackson yell as I ran down the stairs. I grabbed my purse and keys and ran out to my car. I didn't know where I was going, but I was getting away from my past as fast as I could.

I drove around Malibu for the longest time. I was almost out of gas so I pulled up to what looked like an old gas station. I was glad that I had my Hannah card in my wallet. My phone was buzzing deep inside of my over-sized purse. I chose ignore it. At this point there was no one in the world that I wanted to talk to.

"Are you going to get that?" A young girl asked, she only looked about twelve. I just looked at her and fear suddenly shot across her face. Did I look that horrible? I quickly paid for the gand and coffee and ran back to my car.

One look in my review mirror and I could see why the girl was afraid. I looked like one of those girls in the horror movie who just made it away from the bad guy.

I was racking my brain for somewhere to go, anywhere to make myself presentable. Everyone that I would usually call now hated me for one reason or another. That's when he came to mind, sure it was a long shot. I didn't even know if he could even begin to comprehend what was going on with me, but it was worth a shot. I pulled out my phone and hit the little green call button, praying he would answer the phone.

"Hello, Miley?" I heard his voice on the other end.