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Chapter Seven: Just a Little Background Info

When I got back home from Lily's, I told Oliver and Jake to get out. None to lightly either. It was pretty bad. I told them I didn't want to see them for a while. Oliver was used to it I guess. Jake, was confused, and kept trying to ask me what was wrong. Oliver shushed him and pulled him out.

It was Sunday now and I sat on my couch. I just there, alone, with only my thoughts to keep me company. You know, people can go crazy like that. I hoped I didn't hurt Lily too bad when I slammed her up against the front door. In any other circumstance it would have been extremely erotic for me. Well…it kind of was. That's just how fucked up I am, though. There's just something about being rough with someone fragile that turns me on. Anywho, enough of that.

She was confusing me, turning my insides all screwy and I'd only known her for a few days. So fucked up, my life is.

And then the phone rang, tearing me kicking and screaming from my safe haven. I opened the cell and managed to breathe out a hello.

"Hi…Miley? It's Lily.."

I was lost for words. I didn't think she would actually call. "Oh. Hey…So…are you going to explain or what?" Yeah, forward, I know. Beat me up later.

"Y..yea, I am..Just. I want to meet you somewhere. I can't talk here."

"Alright, I'll meet you at the skate park." I hung up on her and rushed up the stairs and threw on whatever clothes I could find. Mind you, it was still in good taste.

I got there as quickly as I could. When I saw her walk in, a few minutes behind me. I went up to her and grabbed her forearm. "We'll go someplace private…"

She tensed up, and I loosened my grip, though I kept pulling her along. We went to the inside area, to the back corner of the 'abandoned' arcade. I sat on top of an old pool table, waiting. She stood in front of me, unsure.

"Do you want to sit up here with me?"

"…If you promise not to hurt me.." I winced. Okay, maybe I hurt her yesterday. Damn.

I sighed, though, and nodded, patting the area beside me gently.

She sat beside me, her hands fidgeting in her lap. We sat there quiet for a while. I didn't mind. I'm actually patient…for certain things. She was probably trying to gather her thoughts anyway.

"Hey, Lils. How 'bout when you're done, I'll tell you about me? Will that be okay?" She nodded and took a deep shaky breath.
"Well..I don't know where to start.. I, uh, I..I'm not straight. I know that much. I don't like boys at all. I guess that's why I'm more comfortable around them. They're the accepted gender that I'm supposed to like. I'm usually comfortable around certain girls, too. You're…just…intimidating. But you're also intriguing. And…attractive. I immediately found myself liking you." I smiled at this, but motioned for her to continue.

"But the reason I freaked out…Well. Before I moved here, I had a girlfriend. My mom knew and supported us. But my dad was extremely anti-gay. So we had to sneak around from him. But one day, he caught us kissing. Nothing pornographic. Just a small goodbye kiss. He pulled her away from me. I think she hit the wall. And he started to punch me, telling me I was an abomination and that it wouldn't be tolerated in his house. After that, he was the typical abusive father. His mood worsened everyday. He even started to treat Mom badly. She never knew, though. Never knew that he hit me. She found out, though. First hand. She decided to come home from work early and I was cowered in the corner with blood pouring out of my nose. This was about three months ago…"

I stared at her, trying to conceal any emotions. "So, that's why?"

"Yeah…"

"So, you're afraid, your mom will blame you. And turn on you?" She nodded.

I took a deep breath and lay back all the way. "My turn, huh?"

She copied my position, nodding.

"Well, I guess I'll start..before my parents died." Lily closed her eyes and rolled over, facing me.

I smiled and continued. "Well, I used to be popular. Friends with Amber and Ashley, the whole deal. I was actually the slut of the school. Not too hard to believe, huh? My mom and dad were the best parents I could ever have. They supported each other. They were there for me when I needed them. They totally accepted the fact that I was gay. I have a brother, Jackson. Always the good kid. He still is. He's in college now, studying to be a doctor. He loves me to death and watches out for me. Especially when I don't want him to. Anyways, my mom and I were on our way home from getting our food for the night. Daddy opted to stay home to clean up a bit, and Jackson was out on a date. We got hit by a drunk driver. Totaled the car. Killed my mom. And gave me this scar."

Lily's eyes opened and I pulled up my shirt to show her a scar that started just below my belly button and curved upward about three inches. She inhaled sharply.

"May I?"

"Yeah sure, go ahead."

She reached over and traced the scar lightly. She was leaving goose bumps across my skin and her fingers were like ice on fire. I inhaled, and memorized that soft caress.

I cleared my throat. "About two weeks after that, I came home from school and saw my dad. He had hung himself. After that, I broke away from all my friends. I found Oliver. We explored everything together. We got drunk together, we got high together. Hell, we had our first cigarette together. And Jackson still looks out for me…"

I trailed off and looked at Lily. For the first time, she smiled at me. I smiled back, reaching over to brush strands of hair out of her face. Where did all this sweetness come from?

Lily closed her eyes again. "Miley…I don't want to be scared of you. I want..to enjoy this.."

I reached down and took her hand in mine, gently. "I'll protect you from anything and everything. You don't have to worry about that."

We sat like that, just talking about our lives for hours.

When we left the skate park, it was dark and I walked her home. Just as I turned to leave, though, she touched my shoulder, tugging gently. I turned around and she looked down, biting her lip.

"Thanks for listening to me…" She rose a little on her tip-toes and kissed my cheek.

I think I blushed.

A/n: Omg. I am so so sorry I didn't update sooner. My dad actually put parental controls on the computer, so I can't sign in on FF anymore unless I'm at the library. Sorry, guys! But I hope you enjoy the explanation of why both of them are so...weird?