Miley felt like she's been punched multiple times in her head. The whole room is spinning. What the hell is wrong with her? She thinks to herself. Miley gets up from the chair she is sitting at and starts to make her way to the bathroom. Her feet all over the place, her hands resting on the wall, as she walks, so she doesn't fall over. Suddenly, her legs give way and she collapses to the floor. Miley tries to call for Joe but her voice can't be heard over the music. Someone takes a grip on her arm; Miley looks up and notices it's the guy who Joe was talking with before.

"Come here, you look a mess" Liam says to her, helping her up off the floor. He wraps an arm around her waist and starts to take Miley somewhere.

Miley tries to open her mouth to protest but it's too much effort. Her eyes slowly drifting open and shut. Trying to pull away from Liam but he's too strong. The next thing she knows, they're in a small room. A bed filled with cushions and a small window is all that's there. Liam pushes Miley on the bed and starts to unbutton his shirt.

"Ready for some fun?" He says with a grin

back at the party.

"I thought you said you'd brought Miley" Taylor asks as she comes up behind Joe.

Joe turns around and gives Taylor a hug. "I did. She should be around here, somewhere" His eyes glanced around the room. In search for Miley.

"Oh cool. You know..." She gets interrupted.

"Joey" Demi shouts as she grabs his hand and drags him to the dance floor. Her arms wrap around his neck as she moves her body closer to Joe's. Their bodies squashed together because of the amount of people on the dance floor.

Forgetting all about Miley, Joe dances with Demi. Well it is her birthday after all and Miley's probably just at the toilet; Joe thinks.

Demi moves her body even closer and before she knows it, they're grinding. The loud music being their guide to dancing. Dancing the night away.

2 hours later.

"Wow" Liam says as he gets off Miley. Grabbing his boxer from the floor.

Miley grips the sheet tightly against her body, feeling dirty. Tears streaming down her face. Watching Liam as he gets ready. Whatever had happened to her has worn off by now. She regained control on her body. But she's never felt so weak. Miley' just been...she can't even say the word. Her thighs stinging so bad, hurting like hell down there when she's sitting. It felt like she's on fire. Liam just disappeared from the room without saying anything. Miley swiftly gets off the bed and pulls on her underwear and dress. Her make-up not ruined as she didn't wear much. Thought her eyes look slightly like panda eyes. Her hair all over the place but she doesn't care. As soon as she gets her clothes on she rushes out of the room. Running along the hallway, sobbing. Running down a staircase and into the main entrance of the nightclub. Stopping when she sees a group of people walking out, laughing really loudly.

"Miley" She hears someone call from behind. Turning around and noticing its Joe. And he's with Taylor.

"Where've you been? I've been looking everywhere for you" Joe asks as he moves closer to her, not realising she's crying.

"Miley...you're bleeding" Taylor says as she's looking at Miley's legs.

Miley looks down and notices the blood coming from down there. Trailing all the way down her leg. She looks up and starts to cry again.

Joe rushes over to her, taking her in his arms. "Miley, what happened?" Miley's shaking hysterically in his arms. He starts to get worried. "Miley. What happened?" He repeats.

She shakes her head and buries it in Joe's shoulder. Her tears soaking up his shirt.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what happened to her; Taylor thought. Thought Joe was being quite slow tonight, she walks over and says in Joe's ear. "She was raped"

"Who done it?" He looks down to Miley. Anger in every inch of his body.

Miley ignored him and keeps crying into his shoulder.

"MILEY ANSWER ME!" Joe shouts, frustrated.

Hearing Joe shout, Miley gets a bit scared. She pulls away from him. Her eyes, terrified.

"I'm sorry. Miley, tell me who did this to you"

Miley looks down, her hair covering her face.

"Come on let's get you cleaned up first" Taylor takes Miley's hand and leads her to the girls toilets. She takes a bobble out of her bag and ties Miley's hair out of her face. Wetting some toilet roll and wiping Miley's eyes.

"Were you raped?"

Miley nods, more tears falling down her face. She grabs some toilet roll and starts cleaning the blood from her leg.

"Miley?" Joe says as he walks through the doors.

"Joe, this is the ladies bathroom, you can't be here" Taylor says.

"I don't care" He walks to Miley. "Please tell me what happened" He starts to caress her cheek, wiping her tears.

Miley tells them everything; it feels a little better when she does so. Down there still burning like hell.

"That bastard" Joe yells. "I'm gonna kill him" He starts to walk out of the bathroom.

"No, don't leave me" Miley grabs a hold of his arm. "Please"

Joe nods. "I think it's about time I should be getting you back to the hotel"

"No...please...I don't wanna go. I wanna stay with you" She begs with pleading eyes.

"But your parents..."

"They don't care about me" She looks away. Miley really didn't want to go back to her hotel. Lying in that room, alone.

later.

Lying in Joe's bed, the burning has settled down a little. The bed sheets smell exactly like Joe. Joe walks into the room with a cup of hot chocolate. She smiles a little.

"How are you feeling?" He asks, setting the cup on the bedside table.

"Sore"

"That's understandable. You were...a..virgin...weren't you?"

"Yeah"

"Oh. Don't worry. I'll kick that mother fucker all over when I see him"

Miley feels her eyes shut a little.

"You're tired" He kisses her on the cheek. "If you need me I'll be on the couch"

"No. Stay with me. I don't wanna be alone" She pleads.

Her smiles and climbs in bed with her. "I was hoping you were gonna say that" He wraps his arms around her under the duvet.

"Goodnight Joe"

"Night Leigh"

Miley props herself up on her elbows. "Leigh?" She asks.

"Yep, short for Mi-ley"

She smiles big. "I like it"

He kisses his on the lips and lies back down. Soon enough both of them were asleep. Dreaming. Or in Miley's case...having a nightmare.