Hola fanfictioners… yeh sure w/e! well im bak with yet another a chapter of my first ever fic. Well this time no rambling. Just a short review of what happened last time. Miley and Oliver were 'makin love' when someone had turned the door knob and they didn't notice til it was too late. Who was it? Lily? Jackson? Dad? That old guy who lives down the street and throws bread crumbs at children to provide himself with entertainment because he can't afford cable, or a tv for that matter 'cause he's never heard of a 'job'? Well you're about to find out. Riiiite……rite….now!
Flashback
He got on top of her and slowly entered her, not wanting Miley to feel pain. He saw a tear but she told him to continue. He did what he was told and started moving faster. The pain she was feeling slowly turned to pleasure moving along with his thrusts. He felt like he was about to explode, but he held it in, not wanting this to end. Miley continued to move with his thrusts, moving faster each time. This is the best… they both thought to themselves. They never even noticed the door knob move until it was too late…
End of Flashback
The person walked in and noticed two people on the bed fucking each other.
"What the hell!" yelled the person.
Oliver got off of Miley and looked for his pants. Miley just sat in the bed covering herself. Miley noticed who it was.
"Mike? That old guy who lives down the street and throws bread crumbs at children to provide yourself with entertainment because you can't afford cable, or a tv for that matter 'cause you've never heard of a 'job'?" Miley said being very specific.
"No, Miley. I was just wearing a mask.
"Then who are you? –he took off the mask and who was under it? None other than- Jackson!" she yelled so loud the whole world could hear.
"Yep. It's good ole, reliable Jackson" he used trying to be funny.
Miley couldn't believe he was here. "Aren't you supposed to be at work?" she questioned him.
"Apparently the party's here. I got off earlier"
"But you're always complaining how you're boss's son never lets you go and hates you" she explained.
"Yeah, but me and little Rico got an understanding" Jackson thinking to himself on how he got off work early.
Flashback
"Please Rico? I wanna go home. I had a hard day at school and I'm pooped" Jackson was whining to his boss's son, Rico.
"Only if you make it worth my wild"
"How's 20 bucks?"
"Deal" Rico said pretty quickly.
End of Flashback
"But anyways", Jackson was getting back to reality, "Why are you and Oliver fuckin' each other? On your bed? While… no one… was home. This isn't the first time is it?"
"Dude, you're good" Oliver said remembering how to use him mouth.
"Oliver!" Miley shouted at him.
"WHAT?" Oliver said confuzzled.
"Forget your fight guys. Why are you two having sex, probably without protection, and how many times have you done this?" Jackson asked firmly and seriously which is usually the opposite of how he acts.
"Well, Jackson," Oliver started to explain, "When two people really care about each other…"
"NO, MAN! I mean why are you guys having sex?"
"Well..." Oliver began but was interrupted by Miley.
"OLIVER! Don't tell him" she yelled at him.
"If you don't tell me right now, then I'm calling Dad and telling him what you guys have been doing" he started to reach for his cell phone.
"No, please don't tell, Dad," Miley started to beg. "Ok. We've been havin' sex 'cause we realized we both really love each other. And we've only done this once before. Happy now" she questioned her brother.
"NO! I mean what if you had a little sister and you caught her having sex with some boy huh, Miley? I mean, it's a little disturbin'. Wait a minute… -Jackson realizing something- So Hannah Montana is no longer a virgin? Oh my God! HAHAHAHA" he started laughing so hard he fell on the floor.
"JACKSON! It's not funny" Miley defended herself.
"Yeah it sort of is. Now me and 'Big Cock' over there are gonna leave while you change. Grab your clothes, Oliver" Jackson directed to Oliver.
"All right…Now where are my boxers?"
"They're uh… right here" Miley admitted embarrassed.
"Yeah, I'll take those. Thanks Miley" Oliver said grabbing his shorts from Miley.
Jackson and Oliver left Miley's room for her to change. Jackson turned to Oliver and just stared at him. Oliver thought he was in trouble.
"Dude… you rock! Give me some skin" Jackson raised his hand in the air for Oliver to give him a high five.
"Wait just a cotton pickin' minute. You mean you're not mad? And I thought I didn't get women…
"No I'm not mad. You took advantage of her like a real man should. So how was your first time" Jackson asked curiously.
Oliver embarrassed on how his first time was being handcuffed to his bed.
"Well, you know… I'm not really the kind of a guy who… fucks and tells" Oliver had to make up something.
"Oh well its ok. I mean I gotta respect your privacy. But just tell me: How did if feel to fuck a pop star?" Jackson said wanting to know.
"Well it felt pretty great, I'll have to admit" Oliver started to sort of brag.
"That's nice… Now go home" Jackson has his serious face back.
"but…" Oliver tried to fight back.
"Now"
"Right then. Later, man" and Oliver ran out the door. Jackson went to Miley's door and knocked on it.
"Miley? Can I come in?" Jackson asked politely.
"why are you asking 'cause you'll probably come in anyways"
"You know me all too well" Jackson walked in.
"What do you want?"
"I wanna talk"
"about what?"
"About what happened between you and Oliver. Now I know you're gotta start wanting to have sex with guys, Miley…"
"Please, Jackson don't. I already had this talk with Dad" she whined.
"No its nothing like how Dad said it. You just need to remember that you're a famous pop star, Miley. You just can't sleep with anyone. I mean, what would happen if you got pregnant as Hannah Montana? How would you be able to explain that to the press, Miley? You need to be careful. There are a lot of bozos out there who will just fuck any girl they see, including famous pop stars named Hannah Montana"
"Really?"
"O yeah, sis. There have been so many reports on the news about this guy raping girls. He even almost raped Beyonce"
"Now how do you know that? You don't watch the news"
"No, of course not. I've got better things do than watch the 'news'. Dad told me. He started to worry about you, Miley. He doesn't want anything bad to happen to you and… I guess… neither do I…"
"you really mean that Jackson?"
Yeah, Miles. I really mean that"
She started to cry and then hugged her brother.
"I don't want anything to happen to me, Jackson"
"Me neither, Miley. Me neither. Now get some sleep and we'll call Dad tomorrow, aight?"
"Ok. Night"
"Night"
Jackson then headed toward the door and turned off the light and shut the door. He couldn't believe he had a talk like that with his sister. Maybe I should've gone to a out of state school. Well too late now. I'll just go watch a little TV. Maybe that'll calm my nerves. He turned the TV and it had been on the news channel. He saw that another girl was raped and badly hurt. He then started to cry. He didn't know why he cared so much for his sister. Maybe there had always been this bond between them but now it has grown even more. He didn't want anything to happen to his little sister. He picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Hey, Dad. How's it going? Yeah, how's the trip. O that's good…"
Why is Jackson acting so nice? Could it be that he wants something from Miley? Or does he really care about her. Or maybe it's cuz I just wrote it down lol. Well I think it was a long chapter but that's my opinion. Plz r/r! peace out