Chapter 14

Singing The Song

After seeing Timmy in the parking lot, I've got so many questions about him going on in my head. What was he doing at that car? It's bothering me and I can't be bothered because I have a freaking concert today in replace of that idiotic creature, Makayla.

I was pacing in my closet, finding something to wear. My dad told me the news of the concert too late and I couldn't go out shopping for my dress. Ugh, this sucks.

I'm feeling purple and black today so I picked out a purple and white striped shirt and a black miniskirt. I brushed my hair leaving my hair down and wavy and I applied a clear lip gloss. I put on little eyeliner and decided that I was ready. I could finish up at the hall the concert is in.

I stepped out of my closet and found Jake sitting on my bed.

"Jake?" I called and he looked at me, smiling.

"Hey Miley." He got up from the bed and walked over toward me.

"What are you doing here?"

"I thought I'd come and go to your concert with you. How many songs are you singing?" He asked.

"Three. Do I look good?" I asked him put my hands on my hips.

He grinned and raised his eyebrows. "Very good."

"Thanks, I'm just feeling black and purple today… purple is sexy, don't you agree?" I pouted and Jake placed his hands on my hips. He lightly pecked my lips and smiled widely.

"Especially on you." He smirked and leaned in for another kiss.

We didn't break apart until we heard the door open. I put my hands on Jakes arms and placed my chin on his shoulder. I looked at the door and found my dad staring at us.

"Hello daddy." I smiled and Jake turned his head with his hands still at my hips.

"We should be going soon." He stared at the both of us and shook his head as he closed the door.

I giggled and pushed him off. "I need to get my things together." I said and turned around, going back into my closet. Jake followed behind me and I went to get a purse. As I turned around, Jake stood right behind me and I took a step back and shook my head.

"Can you get any closer?" I sarcastically said and he laughed.

"I have before." He smirked and stepped closer.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against his hard body. He kissed me hard and backed me up against the table which used to hold my wigs, but now my makeup and such. He lifted me from the ground, placing me on the table and I locked my knees to his sides. I put my hands to his shoulders and moved them upwards, tangling my hands in his hair.

His tongue roamed my mouth as his hands moved to my thighs, squeezing and stroking them, slowly guiding under my skirt. He removed his lips from mine and soon started to leave soft kisses down my neck. Just as things heated up, I heard the door to my room open once again with my dad calling for the both of us.

"Jake, Miley, are you ready?" Dad shouted and I pulled my hands away from his head and Jake removed his hands from my thighs.

I was breathing hard now and my make up was probably messed up once again. I let out a shaky breath as I put my forehead on Jake's shoulder and lightly punched him in his stomach.

"We'll be out soon." Jake answered my dad for me.

He helped me down from the table and I straightened out my clothes.

Ugh, I wonder what would happen if my dad actually caught us in the act. Dad would probably kill Jake.

I started to reapply my lip gloss and Jake kept on putting his arms around me from behind while kissing my neck.

"Jake." I nudged him as soon as I was ready once again. He tightly squeezed me and I sighed.

Boys.

A few minutes later, we finally left the room and went down the stairs, being greeted by my dad who was patiently waiting down the stairs.

"I'm ready." I said as I gave Jake my purse and buttoned up the jacket I wore.

I looked in the living room and saw Timmy and Luann on the couch, watching TV.

Timmy.

I still have to ask Luann about him and I forgot because Jake distracted me. I never got to see Luann this morning because she left early and I never came down ever since. I wonder how long she's been down here. I wonder if Jake told Luann anything about last night and what we saw Timmy doing.

"Let's go!" Daddy said and I waved at Luann and Timmy who was watching us leave.

"Good luck." I hear Luann shout for me and I shouted thank you just as dad closed the door.

Finally we were driving for the concert. How Fun.

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We made it to the concert hall half an hour later and we went through the back entrance. I was up in half an hour so I had to get ready. I went straight to my dressing room and Jake followed me in. I had guy add a touchup to my make up and fix my hair a little more.

They forced me to change my skirt into a lighter color, so they gave me a white skirt with a purple ribbon belt to match my top. Apparently, they want us to wear light colors and the black skirt didn't really match.

When I finally was ready, I got ready to go on stage. Jake gave me a quick kiss before leaving the back area to watch me from the crowd.

I held a microphone in my hand as I watched as the stage crew change the features and instruments on the stage.

"You ready Miles?"

I turned and saw my dad looking at me. I nodded and smiled.

"What songs am I singing again?" I asked him and he laughed.

"Rock Star, Right Here, Good and Broken, and All I Need. One being the only new song you're singing, so only four songs and the next singer is up, which is some Emma girl." Dad said and gripped on my shoulder. He lightly squeezed it and I sighed.

"Am I getting too old for this?" I gazed up at him and he laughed.

"No you're not; you're far from being too old from singing. In fact, you're never too old to sing, bud. Just have fun Miley and you're up." He whispered and kissed my forehead.

I closed my eyes, trying to focus myself and nodded. I opened them and started to walk on stage as the emcee introduced me.

I smiled to the crowd as the beginning of Rock Star started to play.

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The concert went pretty well. I was done singing 3 songs out of four and my last song was a challenging song. I don't know why people want me to sing it, it's so hard to sing and it's such a deep song, maybe the young people might not even understand the song, but then again, it is from my new CD and so far it's going well.

"I'm dying to catch my breath/Oh why don't I ever learn…" I sang as I slowly closed my eyes.

I never put so much emotion into a song before, except for the song Suddenly, but now it's just different. It was I knew why my dad chose this song for me to remake.

"I want to believe that this is for real/Save me from my fear/Don't tear me down." I sang the bridge of the song as I found myself getting into the song.

Before I knew it, I was already singing the last few lines of the song.

"…for all I need/Make my heart a better place/Give me something I can believe/Don't tear me down, what's left of me/Make my heart a better place." I sighed and soon the crowd erupted in applause.

I held back the tears as I forced myself to smile at the stage. My heart ached with the unnatural beat following it. I need a glass of water or something to calm myself down before I completely break down.

I slowly walked off stage and as soon as I reached the side wing, I ran for my dressing room. I found myself taking deep breaths, as I freaked out.

That song, how could I not realize before that it was sort of like the pain Matt put me through when he tried to rape me? Why sing it for a charity event anyway? I'm trying to make kids, everyone happy, but why did dad choose such a depressing song to sing?

I sat on the chair at my make up table and pressed my hands into my face.

I heard my door open and found the lady who did my make up coming in.

"Sorry Miley, I left my phone in here." She said and came next to me as she took her phone.

"Tell me, what kind of charity event is this?" I asked the lady and she sighed.

"A rape, molestation, abuse kind of charity event. All the money goes to victims and a huge amount of the victims are children." She shook her head and then smiled at me. "You did a nice job on stage, by the way. Bye." She said and left me to myself.

"Wow." I said not believing what I was hearing.

How can I not know that this was coming up?

I would have donated a great deal of money, then again dad probably did. I guess it really hasn't hit me that I know just about everything that's going on with the whole rape issue, but I got away easy because of Jake. If it wasn't for Jake I probably would have killed myself if Matt did finish what he started. But damn, this just seems so weird.

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Matt stood in the back of the crowed as he watched the concert go on. He heard from a certain source that Miley was going to be in this concert was why he decided to go. He only heard at the last minute and he decided to drop everything just to watch this concert.

It excited him and he had to see her sing right away. He never saw her sing live as Miley before, but only as Hannah just because he was busy doing his time in jail. All this excitement made him want Miley more than ever, but he had to control himself.

He felt the pressure build up within him once he heard Miley's name come on stage. He watched the sides as Miley's small perfect body walk on stage with her skirt moving form side to side as she sang. He stood there, watching her intently as she threw her hair back and into the air. He licked his lips as Miley's shirt slightly raised from thrusting her arms in the air, exposing her midriff.

He clenched his fists, refraining from doing something he might regret. He needed to relax, but seeing Miley just made him feel something he hasn't felt before. He bit his lip hard and soon was fantasizing Miley being his.

Miley's legs are so perfect and smooth, so delicious. Her exposed midriff looking perfect and nicely toned, her angelic facial features looked better in the light than it did in the dark when I first saw her. So beautiful, so sexy. Matt said to himself in his mind.

It drove him over the edge and he suddenly felt sick to his stomach. He couldn't what he was saying to himself. He can't think like this just yet, but there he is, watching her as she swayed her hips from left to right and kicked her foot up in the air.

He shouldn't even be here. This is a charity for people who were raped, molested, or abused and he did one of those to someone.

Matt shook his head as he turned around. He was about to head out of the concert hall when he found himself face to face with the one and only Jake Ryan.

A/N Ugh, I hate Matt. LOL. Hope you liked this chapter!

To those people who don't know who Makayla or Mikayla is, however you spell her name, she's in the new HM ep, I Want You To Want Me…To Go To Florida. Everyone hate her! Lol jk.