Sweet Dad of Mine, Chapter 6

Miley was outside, sitting on the bench, a blanket around her. She had a lot on her mind tonight. She was thinking about what will happen to her, to Hannah, if her new single once again was a flop. And she was thinking about her father, knowing about Lilly and her. He seemed fine with it, why couldn't she be too?

''Hey'' She heard. Miley looked up. Lilly was there, looking at her. She looked upset.

''Hey...'' Miley said, standing up. ''What's wrong?''

''You were right. My dad... He still drinks... a lot.''

Miley didn't reply.

''I'm sorry I didn't believe you...'' Lilly said, looking down. She didn't want to look Miley on the eyes. Miley raised Lilly's chin with the tip of her fingers.

''It's ok. I am sorry... for you and your dad. But you couldn't expect he had completely changed...''

Lilly sat on the Stewart's bench.

''I know, Miley, but I just wanted to believe in this perfect picture. My dad, my mom and me.'' Lilly said, tears rolling down her cheeks.

''Oh no, Lilly don't cry...'' She begged. She couldn't bear seeing her like this.

Miley sat next to Lilly. She took her in her arms, wrapped her in the blanket with her and slowly rocking her to calm her down. Lilly snuggled her head in Miley's neck., and gradually stopped crying. However, Miley didn't let her go. She was enjoying it as much as she could.

Lilly pulled appart, realizing their position. The girls looked at each other, awkward. But there was something else in their eyes. There was this twinkle, this attraction.

''Lilly, I...''

But Lilly made her stop with a kiss on the lips. She looked at Miley to see her reaction. But Miley pulled her back next to her by her collar, and kissed her. The kiss quickly gained more intensity. Lilly climbed on Miley's legs, holding tighter Miley's body against hers. The girls moaned. It's been too long. All this frustration, this burning desire was getting out.

It kept on until Miley started thinking. What am I doing? I kept telling Lilly I couldn't do that. And now, here I am. But oh my god, this feels so good, and I don't want to stop. She moaned when she felt Lilly kissed her collar bone. Lilly was going down... I have to stop her. Now. Before it's too late. I can't keep playing with Lilly like that. I have to make a decision. Now. And I know what it is...It has to be it.

''Lil...'' She moaned again. Oh man, this was going to be hard. ''Lilly'' she tried again. But Lilly wasn't listening to her, busy with the buttons of her blouse.

Miley gently grabbed Lilly's hands and pulled them away. Lilly stopped, plunging her eyes into Miley's, questioning.

''Stop. Please.'' Miley said to her. Lilly sighed and got off Miley, sitting next to her on the bench.

''I think it's better that way...'' Miley pleaded.

''Better for whom Miley?'' Lilly asked, hurt.

''For us...''

''Listen. I know I told you I would wait for you.'' Lilly started. ''But obviously, ''you and me'' will never happen again. You're taking a step forward, to make twenty steps back a minute later. I'm getting really tired of this.'' She made a pause, standing up and facing Miley. ''Are you sure this is what you want Miley?''

Lilly was serious that time, Miley felt it. If she said she didn't want to be with her, it would be definitive. No way back.

''I am sure.'' She said.

Lilly looked at her, even more hurt. ''Okay. Then be it.''

Lilly walked away from Miley's house.

Lilly was in her room. She thought that going to Miley's would make her feel better, but the truth was, after what happened earlier, she felt worse. She knew she was going to stay friends with Miley, it would be hard, but, it was better than nothing.

Someone knocked on the door. It was 2 am. Who could knock on her door that late?

''Lilly? It's me!''

Her dad.

''Go away! I don't wanna talk to you!''

''Please Lilly, let me explain!! I'm so sorry...''

''There's nothing to say! You lied to me!''

''I... I know, and I'm so sorry. I... please, let me in...''

Lilly sighed. She gave in and opened the door.

He visibly had sobered up. He had took a shower, shaved. He looked like her dad again.

''Lilly, I...''

''Wait, before going any further, just tell me why?!''

''Why...?''

''Why do you drink? What the hell do you find attractive in alcohol!''

''I... I guess the right answer to give you would be that nothing is attractive in it... But I wouldn't be honest with you...''

''It wouldn't be the first time...'' Lilly snapped.

''Listen, I... Here's the story. I started drinking because I wanted to get away. After each sip, a part of what I felt was shutting down. I felt relax. All this anxiety, these wrong thoughts, everything was disappearing. At first, I just needed a drink or two. But gradually, it wasn't enough anymore. So from two glasses, I went to four, and then 7, and then one bottle, two...''

''But... what were you running away from? Was it us? Was it me?''

''Noooo, no Lilly, of course not! It could never be you! It's just that I couldn't deal with my life at that time. I couldn't bear being with myself. Before I knew it, I totally lost control and became dependent. Both physically and psychologically.

''You're sick.'' Lilly stated.

''We could say that...''

Lilly suddenly stood up and took her cellphone. She found the picture she took of her dad on the floor, and showed it to him.

''Oh...'' Was all he found to say. He looked ashamed, and he should be. This was what Lilly wanted him to feel.

''Yeah...''

''I guess I really need to do something.''

''Yeah. I think so too. And you don't have to do it alone.''

They stayed silent for a while. Lilly couldn't erase the image she had of her dad earlier, but at least he was here now...looking fine. Well, on the outside. She could bet he was a complete mess psychologically.

''So, what's going on with you and Miley?'' Her dad finally asked, breaking the silence.

''Huh?'' Lilly said, surprised.

''Come on, don't try to hide it. You love the girl!''

Lilly blushed. How could he know that? She knew it was obvious, but still...

''Yeah, I love her'' she admitted.''But never gonna happen...It's officially over.''

''I'm sorry Lils.'' Her dad said.

''Yeah, me too.''

Her dad didn't know what to do, but Lilly knew. She put her head on his shoulders. Her dad smiled and wrapped his arms around her, comforting her as much as he could.

Or maybe he knew what to do. He hasn't completely sobered up yet, but he could still manage to reason a little. He had to talk with Miley Stewart... for his daughter's sake.