Drama and fear or horror in this chapter. Also, I don't own anything in Hannah Montana or the others Disney Characters.

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School is okay for these past few days. It's already Friday and 3 weeks of school had pasted. One thing for sure, I'm still scare. Not because of school but because of my ex-boyfriend. I managed to get out of his grasp in my old hometown. Liam was very abusive to me and my parents found out about it after I have that scar on my back bleeding when I ran/crawl back home after he did that to me. I can remember about it clearly up to now.

4 months ago, I was walking towards my locker in school when he walked to me and whispered in my ear, "Go to my house straight away after school, if you don't, I will find your baby sister and hurt her, I swear."

My eyes widened and nodded fearfully. He had threatened to me about hurting my sister. If he hurt me hard, he will hurt my sister ten times harder than to me. He will do anything to hurt my sister if I don't listen to him and I willing to do anything to protect people I love from getting hurt.

He left and soon Lilly, my close friend and co-leader in our school cheerleading team came up to me cheerfully. I pretended that I was happy. Everyone in the school had thought I was happy because I'm dating the school's hottest quarter-back boys. Even Lilly does not know that Liam is very abusive.

"Hey Miles, James is having a party at her house tonight. Are you coming?" Lilly asked.

"Sorry, I got things to do with Liam tonight. A movie date to be exact." I lied to her. I mostly have lied to everyone when I said I'm with Liam.

"Oh. Why don't you guys come to the party then have a movie date?" She asked again.

I sighed. "Sorry Lils, plans have already made. I gotta go. Bye." I quickly waved her a goodbye and went home to unpack my bag. Mom was at home with Braision and Noah was nowhere in sight.

I entered the kitchen and kissed my mother on her cheek and said, "Hey mom, I'm going over to Liam's. See you later." I fake smiled.

"Sure honey. Bye." She called when I was walking out of the house.

When I reached Liam's house front door, I have a feeling today is not going to be good. Something bad is going to happen. Liam is abusive but he is not a rapper. And no, he is not drunk abusive, he sobers enough to hurt me.

Before I even press the door bell, Liam has already opened the door and pulled me in by slamming me into the nearest wall. It was painful if you counted yesterday beating on my back with a baseball bat number of times. He then pulled me up by my hair and used his knee and dung it into my stomach. I winced and this made him hit me hard. I am tired to be brave every time he hit me, so I give up and do nothing about it and he hit me again and again.

But this time, it the worst one of all, he first beat me about a hour and then left me alone. I sat in a corner and cried, then he reappeared with a knife in his hand. I was so afraid that I ran to the door and tried to open it. As it was opening half way, he managed to slash me on my back and I quickly use the small gap of the opening door to run out. When I was running away from his house, he shouted, "I'm now done with you. Come back now."

I ignored it and ran towards my house, as I reached the front poach, I stumbled and crawled towards the front door and knock it but before I do that, I fainted and the last time I heard was my mother and Noah screaming.

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I woke up toward the bright white room and looked around. I was in the hospital and my sleeping mother was with me. I tried to move but my back hurts a lot and I winced. My mother woke up and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm in pain. Where is Noah?" I asked her.

"Outside with your dad, Trace, Brandi, and Braision." She answer in confuse.

"Don't let him near Noah. Or Brandi or you or Braision, he can hurt you guys." I said in pain. I tried to move my position but my back hurts like hell.

"Miley, stop moving. Tell me, who did this to you?" She asked in demand.

"I can't say. If I do, he will come and hurt you guys." I said softly.

"If you don't want him to hurt any of us, then tell us who."

"Us?"

"The police." After she said that, my eyes widen.

"Yes, the police." She said in confirm.

I sighed in defeat, "Liam."

My mother gasped. "But how? He is such a sweet kind boy."

"He is at first. But after that he turned. I don't know what happen but he just one day asked me to come to his house for a movie night in and he started beating me half way through the movie." I sobbed. My mother hugged me carefully and excuses herself out of the room. I was sobbing quietly and I heard my father shouting to kill Liam because he hurt me.

Just then the policemen came in and asked me question about him and how long it started.

"It started 6 months ago. During the first 3 months, he sweet at first but soon turn abusive. If I don't show up at his house when he asked me to, he will hurt my family too." I shuddered at remembering the moments. Liam was always abusive and he try to hide it by looking like a sweet kind boy looks.

The police asked me a lot of questions about the beatings and other he did. Soon they thank me and left. I felt asleep after that.

Liam was jailed for 2 years and I found out that I have 3 broken ribs, a long stitched scar, a lot of black blue bruises, and a broken wrist on the left. I was not allowing exiting out of the house and to school after that. I got homeschooled by my parents and my school teachers sent my homework and assessment to my parents to teach me. I talked to Lilly and told her everything about what happen and she may have told the others, and the school found out about the incident.

A lot of my schoolmates came and visit me after their school ended during the whole 3 months. At the end of the 3 months, I have gone back to the doctor and he removed my wrist cast and the stitches on my back, but yet it will have a scar on my lower back. I was ashamed of the scar at first, but my doctor told me I should be proud of it. Not many people who have gone through the same as me can go through it so strong and not go mentally about it. I'm not afraid about people close to me, just a little around boys.

After coming home from the doctor, my dad told us that we are moving to a better place, New Jersey. Moving from Tennessee to New Jersey to start a new better life. I would take that chance. Soon we have moved and I asked, more like begged them to let me go back to high school to study. They were hesitated at first but in the end they agreed to it.

There is one time, Nick and I was late to meet the others at the school nearby coffee shop. He grabbed my hand and I tensed. He sensed the tensed and asked me what wrong. I keep on saying it was nothing but he insisted that I must tell him if not he won't leave me alone about it. I have a strange feeling that I can trust him and I told him the whole story of my ex. I was crying after I told him and he hugged and comforted me. I told him that I can't see the others now and he understands call the others that he and I have something on. I was thankful that he never tell anyone about the abuse incident during the phone call.

He brought me home and my mom was at home. When she saw me cry and asked me about what happen, I can't find my voice to speak. Lucky Nick was there and told my mother about everything. He was sorry that he brought up the incident to me and my mother. I told him it okay as I also need to tell someone.

Nick soon become very protective of me, and Joe and Demi was wondering why even they dislike each other. I told them about the incident and they also keep quiet about it. Now Joe and Nick are protective about me and Demi will always be there whether I need her or not in school or after school. I considered that Demi already my best friend. She and I have a lot in common. We usually hang out at her house and I also found out that her house is connected to Nick's and Joe's house. But sometimes Demi and I also hang out at my house with either Nick or Joe or both. My family have already grow fond of them three and my mom totally like Nick a lot out of the three of them.

I have thought the worst is gone, but it just the beginning of him returning.

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I'm back. :P

How's the story? I sad for Miley. I really hate people who are abusive to others. What about you guys?