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The Bet

Chapter Fifteen

Then End.

That night Miley and Jake were sitting on his bed, talking about things. About everything, basically. Suddenly, a thought popped into Miley's head. What if this happened again? Before Jake even had the chance to call his mom? She decided they couldn't say at Jake's house any longer. It just wasn't safe. Miley stood up off the bed and grabbed Jake's hand, pulling him toward his dresser. She grabbed out some clothes and threw them in her over-sized hobo handbag.

"Whoa, what are you doing?" Jake asked, sounding extremely confused.

"We aren't going to stay here. Come on, let's go." She told him, pulling his hand out the door. She threw Jake his keys and got into his car, and he did the same.

"Um, Miley?" He asked, still dazed and confused.

"Yes Jake?" Miley replied.

"Where are we going?" He said matter-of-factly.

"Oh yeah! Sorry… we are going to the hotel." Miley hoped he wasn't going to ask to many questions.

"Oookay…. But why?" Jake asked. Miley gave in.

"We can't stay at your house, Jake. It's not safe for you, so until you call your mom we are staying in my hotel room." Miley's voice was completely serious and stern. Jake sighed and rolled his eyes.

"I never said I was going to call my mom, Miley. I said I'd think about it, and I did think." Jake explained, then looked over at her. She could see the cut right next to his eye. In his eyes she could see his sadness vulnerability. She turned away and broke the eye contact. It was too hard to look at Jake like that.

"And…?" Miley said, waiting for more of an answer.

"I can't call her. I've put her through so much already and I'm not going making it any worse by calling her." Jake said, but he continued to drive to the hotel anyway. As much as Jake didn't want call his mom, he also did. It's not like he liked living with his dad, and being abused.

"I just… I just wish I was like six again." Jake sighed. He instantly regretted saying that out loud. He had thought it many times since he'd lived with his dad, but never mentioned it to anyone. Now he just blurted it out in front of Miley, and it was embarrassing. He could feel his cheeks burning up.

"What…?" Miley asked, turning to him.

Jake just shook his head, "Never mind… it was nothing." He said.

"I wish the same thing sometimes. It would make life so much easier. You don't have responsibilities when you're a kid. You don't have to deal with things, or make your own choices." Miley said softly, looking down at her lap.

"Yeah…" Jake added.

The rest of the ride was silent until they pulled up to the hotel. They went up to Miley's room to watch a movie. Like usual, they only go to see the first fifteen minutes of the movie, not that anyone was complaining…

Jake was on top of Miley with his hand on the small patch of skin right above the waistband of her jeans. She had her hands running through his hair and their lips were intertwined. Suddenly Miley pulled away and sat up on the bed, causing Jake to roll of her. He looked confused.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I was just thinking. You know how earlier we were talking about how we wished we were four?" She said.

"Six." Jake corrected.

"Whatever," Miley grumbled, "We're not. We aren't kids anymore, and we do have to deal with things… even things we shouldn't have to," She glanced over at Jake, "And we do have responsibilities. I've decided that if you aren't going to do anything to help yourself, I am. If you aren't going to call your mom, I am." Miley finished her little speech, hoping to change Jake's mind about his choice. She looked over at him sitting on the edge of his bed with his feet on the ground, staring at them.

Jake knew what Miley wanted him to say, he just couldn't do it. "I… I can't do it Miley." He told her. Jake secretly wished Miley would just call his mom herself. Sure, he was being a baby about doing it himself, but all he wanted was this nightmare to be over. He could see Miley thinking for a second.

"Fine. You leave me no choice." She said, sounding like Jake's mom... or any mom. "Give me your phone, I'm calling her." Miley instructed.

"No, you can't have my phone." Jake told her, getting of the bed with his phone in his hand.

"Jake! Give it to me!" She said frustrated.

"Nope," He responded.

"Fine then, I'll just get it myself!" She said, then jumped onto his back and grabbed it out of his hands. Satisfied, Miley took the phone over to the chair and sat down. She thought for a minute about what she would say. This wasn't going to be easy. Surprisingly, Jake just sat down on the bed and didn't try to snatch the phone away. Looking at his face hurt Miley too much. Even now when this could all be over he looked so emotionally hurt.

She went through the contact list and found Ms. Ryan's number and pressed send. She listened to the ring tone while biting her lip nervously. Without looking over she could feel Jake watching her.

"Hello?" The sweet voice came on the line.

"Hi, Ms. Ryan, it's Miley." She said.

"Hello sweetie. What can I do for you?" Ms. Ryan asked.

"Not for me, for Jake. I need to talk to you…" Miley continued on and told Ms. Ryan about everything that had been going on, and the things Jake had told her. When she finished she could hear Ms. Ryan sobbing on the other end of the line.

"C-can I talk to Jake?" She whimpered. Miley glanced over at Jake and saw he also had tears in his eyes. That was three people now. She got up and walked the phone over to Jake and he talked to his mom.

"Jakey?" His mom cried. "It's all going to be okay now."

"Okay," He said.

"I'm coming to get you-" She was cut off.

"No, you can't do that. It would just make dad more mad!" He argued.

"I don't care about what your dad thinks, Jake. I AM coming to get you. Tomorrow. I will be there tomorrow." She assured him.

"Okay," Jake repeated. He was so happy; he didn't even know what to say. "Mom?"

"Yeah Jake?" She answered.

"I love you,"

"I love you too, honey. See you tomorrow." Even through all the horrible events going on, Jake could hear the smile on his Mom's face when she said 'see you tomorrow', because they would get to see each other… tomorrow. Jake hung up the phone and walked over to Miley, giving her a hug.

"Thank you," He whispered in her ear. She just nodded and hugged him back, nestling her head in his neck. They would wait for tomorrow. Tomorrow would bring things back to normal. Everything would be okay again.

THE END.

Okay Dokey! Haha. I know the ending was pretty corny, but whatever. And, incase you didn't notice, I left a ton of things open to do in A SEQUEL! Hahah. Like I could finish off the whole Bet/Graduation thing. And prom. And like what happens when his Mom comes to get them. Soo that was like a little preview of the sequel, if you want one that is. SINCE this IS the last chapter PLEASE PLEASE review?? That way you'll get a sequel. And tell me if you want the sequel or not.

AND THANK YOU TO ALL THE REVIEWERS! You guys were sooo great! Thanks!

PS- I just watched the new episodes! I am reallyyy mad that it doesn't seem like Disney is going to bring Jake back. Gr! But It was an amazing episode when Jake wasn't being a jerk. I loved the end!! Hahah okay, bye now.