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Chapter 5-

Lilly woke up the following morning to see Miley peacefully asleep; her head on her chest. She gently swept Miley's hair out of her face and softly kissed her on the cheek. Miley slightly moved her head, causing her hair to fall away from her neck. Lilly's eyes widened as she saw the dark marks all over her neck; tears built up in her eyes. She leaned down and kissed Miley on the top of her head and kept her own head there. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she held Miley closer to her.

A few minutes later Miley's eyes slowly opened; she shifted slightly to make herself more comfortable against Lilly.

"Hey sleepy…" Lilly said as she quickly wiped away a tear.

"Hey," she smiled. "What time is it?"

Lilly shifted so she could see the clock, "A little past nine."

Miley groaned, "I don't wanna get up."

Lilly smiled, "Don't you have some Hannah thing to do today?"

"…Still. I just want to lie here all day. I don't feel like working."

"It's gotta get done sweetie," she sat up and started tugging at Miley. "Come on, get up."

Miley gave in and sat up, "Okay, okay, I'm up," she smiled slightly.

Lilly leaned in and gave her a deep kiss. After several seconds, she broke the kiss, "How's your neck feeling?"

"A little sore," she started rubbing it. "Does it look okay?" she pulled back some of her hair.

Lilly looked away, "…I saw it earlier…it's…"

"It's what?" Miley asked, worried.

She looked back at Miley, "…It's pretty bad…"

Miley let go of her hair and placed her hand back on her neck, "…Really?"

"Yea…" she stood up and held out her hand for Miley, "Come with me."

She took Lilly's hand and they headed towards Miley's bathroom. Once they reached the mirror, Lilly stood behind Miley and moved her hair for her. Miley's eyes widened, "Oh my gosh…"

Lilly leaned her chin on Miley's shoulder and wrapped her arms around her waist, "He got you pretty good, Miles…" she said sadly.

Miley reached her hand up and ran her hand through Lilly's hair, "It'll go away, Lil."

"That's not the point, Miley," she held her tighter. "He could've…" she swallowed the lump in her throat, "He could've killed you…"

Miley turned to face Lilly, "I'm a fighter, Lilly. He's gonna have to do worse than this to bring me down."

"That's what I'm afraid of…he hurt you when I'm sure he wants to hurt me. What if it just gets worse?"

"Lilly, stop worrying so much. He'll get over it and move on."

"I hope so," they walked back into Miley's room. Lilly picked up her cell phone and noticed she had a missed call, "Oops. Missed a call," she flipped it open, "…from my Mom."

"Dang…she probably wants you home," Miley said with disappointment.

Lilly sighed, "Probably…" she dialed her Mom's number. "Hey, you called?...Aw, can't I stay a little longer?...Fine…Okay, yea…bye," she hung up. "My Mom's on her way to come get me."

"Man…" Miley wrapped her arms around her waist, "Do we still have time for a kiss?" she smiled.

Lilly returned the smile, "Silly, there's always time for that," she leaned in and kissed her. It quickly deepened, as it usually did, and they fell back onto the bed. Before they could continue any further, they head a knock at the door.

"Lilly, your Mom's here," Robbie Ray said.

She broke the kiss, "Okay," she looked into Miley's eyes, "I have to go," she gave her a pouty face.

Miley smiled, "What if I don't let you go?"

"Then my Mom will walk in on us making out…or more," she smiled.

"Well, she couldn't take you away if I cuffed you to my bed."

Lilly grinned, "Okay, we'll have to try that sometime."

Miley laughed, "Lillian Truscott!" she said out of shock.

She smiled proudly, "Come on; let's get downstairs before they come back up here."

'Oh, alright," they hopped off the bed and headed downstairs.

Lilly's Mom and Robbie Ray were sitting in the living room chatting while they waited for the girls. Mrs. Truscott looked over as the two girls entered the room, "Ready to go?"

"No, not really," Lilly replied.

"You can see Miley later. Remember, you said you'd help me around the house today."

"Oh yea…I almost forgot," she gave Miley a goodbye kiss, "See you later."

"You sure will," she smiled.

"Don't forget to put some ice on your neck so it doesn't swell more."

"I won't forget," she gave her another kiss. "See ya."

"Bye," she waved as she walked out the door.

Miley leaned against the door as she watched Lilly and her Mom drive off.

Robbie Ray walked up next to her, "Why does she want you to put ice on your neck? Is it still sore?"

She looked up at him, "It's, uh…a tad bruised…"

"Lemme see, bud."

She pulled her hair back for him, "He got me pretty good…"

His eyes widened, "Oh my gosh…There's no way he's getting away with this!"

"Dad, I'm sure his probation officer will handle this," she let go of her hair and let it fall back into place.

"He better. Or else Jake's gonna have to deal with me."

"You're not the only one in line," she walked over to their couch. As soon as she sat down, she stood right back up, "That's perfect!"

Robbie Ray looked at her with confusion, "What's perfect?"

"Song idea, need paper, be right back," she rushed off towards her room.

He smiled and laughed to himself, "That's my girl," he sat on the couch and turned the TV on.

Meanwhile—

Jake looked around to make sure nobody would follow him as he entered an alley by a pawn shop. Once he entered the alley he removed his hood from his head. A man in a trench coat, leaning against the wall, looked up at him, "You Jake Ryan?"

"That'd be me," he walked closer to him. "Were you able to get it?"

"Of course. I've got great connections. My only question is do you have the money?"

Jake pulled out a white envelope, "Right here. All five-hundred and sixty of it."

"Good work, kid," the man pulled out a medium sized wooden box. He handed it to Jake as Jake handed him the money.

Jake opened the box and smiled, "This will definitely work."

The man smiled, "Pick it up and hold it. That way you get the real feeling of the power."

Jake laughed a little. He carefully took it out and held it in his hand, "Never thought I'd be holding a gun…"

"Who you takin' down?" the man pulled out a cigarette and lit it up.

"Some girl that ruined my life in multiple ways."

"I see," he exhaled smoke. "When you plannin' on getting the job done?"

"Within the next two weeks I hope. I've got two suckers helping me, and they don't even know what I'm planning on doing. It sure does pay off being a hot TV and movie star."

"Well, I wish you the best of luck. Now remember, it only has one bullet, so don't miss."

"Now why would I do a dumb thing like that?" he evilly smiled.

"Things happen…" the man looked at his watch. "I've got another appointment to get to. Be careful with that thing and don't get caught with it."

"Will do," Jake put the gun back in the box and slid it into his backpack. Then, he left the alley and headed back to his house. When Jake walked into his house, he found both his parents and his probation officer waiting for him in the living room. 'Oh great,' he thought to himself.

"Jake, sit down," his probation officer, Chuck, commanded.

He slowly sat down, "Let me guess, you're here because of what happened yesterday."

"That's right. Why'd you do it, Jake? You're lucky she's alive."

"How'd you fin that out?"

"I made some phone calls before I arrived. Anyways, I'm here because I think you need to take an anger management class."

Jake stood up quickly, "What?! No way!"

"Jake," his Mother interrupted, "I think it's necessary, especially after what happened yesterday."

"It's either that or juvi, Jake. Your choice," Chuck said.

"Fine, put me in the dumb anger management class! I'll be in my room…" he grabbed his bag and headed upstairs. He set his backpack on his bed and carefully took the wooden box out. He let out a sigh and sat down, 'So what if I go back to juvi. It'll be worth it.' He stood up again and opened his closet; setting the box on the top shelf.

Meanwhile at Miley's—

A few hours have passed and it was time for Robbie Ray and Miley to head out to the studio.

"Miles!" he shouted up the stairs, "Are you about ready, bud?!"

"Yea!" she hurried down the stairs; dressed as Hannah of course. "Dad, I just wrote something. It's still a little rough, but I want you to look at it."

"Sure thing, bud," he took the paper from her hand and read it over. When he finished, he looked back at her, "You wrote this yourself?"

"Yea…do you like it?" she asked nervously.

"It's amazing…I'll help with the rest of it if you want."

Miley grinned, "Thanks, Daddy," she gave him a big hug.

"I'm guessing the song is for Lilly, right?"

She smiled and blushed, "Yea…with all this craziness going on, it just seemed right to write this."

"She'll love it. Just like she loved the other two songs you wrote for her. Which reminds me; are you sure you don't want them to be Hannah songs?"

"Nope. They're for Lilly and Lilly only. But this one could be a Hannah song."

"Alright, bud," he looked at his watch. "Well, let's get goin'; we don't want to be late."

The two headed out and drove off to the studio. Miley could hardly wait till her Dad helped her with the instrument part of her song. But most of all, she couldn't wait till it was finished and she could play it for Lilly.

I know, not the greatest chpater, but it all leads up to better things. Hope you enjoyed it anways. Things will start happening very soon, I promise :-) R&R, I love getting them :-)