A/N Just a small warning that there's a part in here which won't be good for some people.

Chapter 15

Holding Back

Jake left the back of the stage and went to sit with the crowd as the lights dimmed. The performer before Miley sang its last song which was an emotional song called Rescue Me. Apparently, all the singers have to sing one song with meaning to it, from what the program Jake picked up in the front said. He signed a few autographs and donated a big amount of money to the charity.

He was crossing a few people as people cheered on the band onstage that were getting off. He knew Miley was on next and he wanted to get a good view. He stood somewhere in the middle of the audience as he pass through. He could hear Miley's song starting to play and so he stood in the crowd, watching his girlfriend walk onstage.

He couldn't stop smiling to himself. He truly is the luckiest person alive for dating such a beautiful and sweet girl.

Jake continued to watch Miley dance and sing on stage and sighed. He took his cell phone from his pocket once he noticed it was ringing and flipped it opened seeing that it was Freddy. Just as he was going to answer it, someone hit the phone from his hands, knocking it to the ground.

Jake went to go reach for it, but was too late to answer the call and Freddy had hung up. Jake sighed and removed his eyes from his phone. He lifted his gaze from his phone to watch the concert once again, but right before his eyes reached the stage, something caught his eye.

More like someone.

From behind, that person looked different. He was staring at Miley, intently, and soon turned around. Jake gasped as soon as he realized who it was and anger flared his eyes. He balled his hands and clenched his teeth.

"Matt." He said and Matt looked up.

Jake caught his eye and Matt smiled.

Matt casually walked toward Jake and Jake rolled his eyes.

"Jake, or should I say Leslie." Matt smiled even bigger.

"You have no right to call me that name." Jake hissed through his teeth and Matt laughed.

"Well, actually, yes I do. I had to testify with calling you by that horrid name. Did your parents not know the difference between boy and girl names?" He smirked and Jake stepped forward.

"Shut the fuck up. You have no right to come here whatsoever. Because of you, you've made Miley miserable. She was happy while you were locked up and now… you just-"

"Now, now, now. You don't want the whole world knowing about Little Miley's problem, now do you? Don't want to exploit yourself as well." Matt said in a taunting voice as he walked pass Jake.

Jake followed behind him and as soon as they excited the audience, they reached the hallway leading toward the exit of the arena. Jake reached for Matt's arm and pulled him back.

"Getting angry now Mr. Ryan? I suggest you not do anything you don't want to do." Matt calmly said as Jake tightened his hand around his wrists.

"And what? You screwed everything up. You fucked up my life and Miley's. You better not do anything you will regret. I swear, you hurt Miley, I'll kill you." Jake pulled Matt backward, making Matt hit the wall.

"Is that a threat Mr. Ryan? You shouldn't be doing that, especially since you're legal now." Matt smirked as he straightened himself out.

Jake stared at him in disgust as Matt let out a taunting laugh.

Jake couldn't do anything now. Matt's right. Jake's legal as in he would be tried as an adult if he did something bad to Matt.

"Whatever." Jake said in defeat and turned around.

"Goodbye Leslie. Good to know that you're backing down." Matt said and Jake rolled his eyes.

Jake started to crack his knuckles. Matt was definitely getting him angry, but he didn't care. He couldn't do something stupid right now. This is supposed to be a charity event where people don't get hurt and people gain money. If Jake hurt Matt now, then people would look down at Jake, so all Jake could do was pretend he didn't see Matt at all and try to forget his encounter.

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After the concert, I waited for Jake in my dressing room. I didn't know what was taking him so long to get out of the crowd and come inside. I sighed and took a strand of hair with my fingers and started to twirl it. I sat on my chair and crossed my legs. So boring! I really feel uncomfortable and I really don't want to be here, seriously.

I turned my back from the door and took my purse from the table. I slipped my hand into the bag started to search around for my cell phone. I felt a little frustrated; I just wanted to get out of here, being here is making me feel scared for some reason.

After I that lady left, the one that did my makeup, I watched the program through the television and they talked about people getting raped. It reminded me of my own experience and it's not too good. I started to get paranoid and scared that someone, more like Matt, would suddenly pop up at any moment and hurt me. Like, I would turn around and then Matt would pop up and take me away, somewhere, and hurt me.

I finally started to dial for Jake's number when the door opened. I turned in my seat and saw that it was Jake. He looked slightly frustrated and I weakly smiled at him.

"What's wrong?" I asked as he walked over to me. He took my hand and pulled me on my feet.

"Let's go." He replied and started to pull me toward the door.

I tightly held on my purse and followed him. "What?" I asked and he paused at the door.

"We have to go." He repeated.

"Why?" I gazed up at him and his eyes narrowed as he shook his head.

"I don't want to be here."

"But I have an autograph signing after all of this."

"I just want us to go okay? No questions, I want to leave. I know I told you I'd be here with you after you sing, but I want to leave and I want you to come with me." He firmly said with his hand tightening on mine.

"What about my dad?" I asked him and he shook his head.

"I told him we're leaving and I told him why. He agreed so let's go!" Jake dragged me out and toward the back exit of the place.

He was walking toward his car; we arrived separately, and let me go once he made it to his side of the car. He started his car and drove off with that angered look plastered on his face.

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About an hour of silence and I still hadn't asked him what was wrong. He just seemed so focused on driving and not talking. We've been driving forever and we're far from my house. I sighed and sunk into my seat. All these unknown questions and still Jake won't talk. I'm too afraid to ask anything because I know what he can do when he's angry and I don't want to see him angry.

We finally reached our destination, which was a spot overlooking the city. The city lights looked beautiful at night and I sighed.

I looked over at Jake who had his hand on the handle of the door, staring straight ahead.

"Jake, what happened?" I finally said.

He shook his head and forced a smile on his face. He looked at me and shrugged. "Let's get out of the car." Jake said and finally got out.

I did as he said, but took my time getting out. I watched him as he walked in the front of his car and pulled himself on the hood, sitting on it. I closed the door and walked over to him. He stared at me and patted the seat next to him. I climbed on the hood of his car, the coldness of the metal touching my bare thighs and I slightly shivered.

It was a cold and quiet night and I didn't know what else to say. I knew Jake was hiding something form me, but I don't know if I should butt into his personal life and ask him.

He took my hand and lightly squeezed it. I watched as he raised the hand to his face and lightly kissed it.

"I love you Miley, you know that right?" He asked and I nodded.

"Of course I know that, we made it clear yesterday that we'll be together, kind of like out song." I smiled and he chuckled.

"The song. You know Miley, you're full of surprises. You always amaze me and I love that about you." He closed his eyes and once again squeezed my hand. "You know I wouldn't let anyone hurt you, right?" He asked and I nodded again.

"I know that Jake… what's wrong?" I asked and he sighed. He moved closer to me and wrapped his arm around me.

"Nothing is wrong." He said, but I could tell he was lying.

I sighed and placed my head on his shoulder. With his finger, he moved it to my chin. With my head still on his shoulder, I moved it upward so that I was staring at his face. He dipped his head and captured my lips.

"I want to make all the pain that everyone put you through to go away." He said between kisses. "And I want you to think of me, and only me now. Not your dad, not Lilly, Luann, or Oliver, just me." He said and with that, he deepened the kiss, he removed his hand from my shoulder, leading me down on the hood of his car. My head softly hit the windshield of his car.

His fingers intertwined with mine as he continued to kiss me softly. I raised my hands to his neck and moved them upward to his head, running my hands through his blond shaggy hair.

Jake pulled away and I stared up at him, wondering why he stopped. He had a lustful look on his eyes and soon he started to get off of the hood of his car. I sat up and stared at him while he went into his car to get something. When he was done, he came out with a blanket. He came back onto the hood of his car and pulled it over us.

"What?" I asked, but he shushed me and kissed me with so much passion. He hitched the blanket higher over our bodies as his cold hands slipped under my shirt, stroking my stomach.

I pulled away. "Here? Now?" I asked and he grinned.

"It's something different." He whispered and kissed me long and hard. He trailed kisses down my neck as my hands start to fumble with his top. He pulled away finally took his shirt off, throwing it off to the side

He stared at me and helped me pull off my top, also throwing it off at the side. Finally, Jake dipped his head, kissing me again as another piece of clothing was pulled off one at a time.

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A/N Hope you liked this chapter. A lot more coming up and yeah lol.

Who here read the last HP book? Did you guys cry? LOL I cried so much! OMG lol seriously. Loved the book, seriously.

Ugh, you know what I realize, okay I start school in 10 days, 10 freaking days and I still haven't finished this! Lol. I mean seriously… dang. And I started this last school year!