Disclaimer: I Don't own Hannah Montana
We are sitting here, watching tv, in complete silence. "Are you planning on telling him?" I asked suddenly. Mikayla turned and looked at me, her eyes were like shattered glass. "I... don't know. Why do you want him to know so bad?" She answered almost in a whisper. "I don't want to hide us, that's why, but if you want to hide us then I want to leave otherwise I'll get hurt." I answered seriously. I swear I could see her jaw muscles clench down as I said that.
"I don't-" Her voice squeaked and she looked like a little kid about to cry. "I don't want you to leave... not here and not me. I just don't think he'd accept it Miley... He won't get it. He'll refuse to do the movie, and then my mom will get furious at me for blowing this deal and Jake will tell all of hollywood that I'm gay and then it will blow all my chances at anything else..." She explained and I just listened.
I crossed my arms and said,"Oh, so what you're saying is that your career means more than me?" She shot up and grabbed my hand instantly afterwards and said. "When did I say that?" I glared at her and responded. "Just a second ago... think about what you just said, if people know your gay then you won't have a chance at anything? Yeah right. You'd get a bunch of new fans if you came out." I spat at her angrily, taking my hand away from hers.
"It takes alot to come out Miley, especially as a star, you don't know how that feels." She said sincerely, almost breaking into tears. It was hard to look at her and still feel mad, but I wasn't givin in this time. "Yes I do... trust me, I know exactly how it feels." I snapped back at her. "How? How the hell could you know? You haven't come out at school, and if you did, you wouldn't have to deal with the press right in your face every second and have to deal with all the bashers who hate you because of your choice." She started to get angry too.
"I do know! It's hard at first and then you get through it and everyone loves you because they know your a real person for sharing that with them." I explained. "How do know that, that is all lies, you don't have any cluse what it's like to be famous!" Mikayla yelled and I stood up and yelled right back.
"Yes I do! I think that If I'm Hannah Montana and I've outsold you about a million time's in one year and came out six months ago and still made it before you on the charts I'm just a tad but more famouse and have a little extra stress don't you think so HUN!!" I screamed it actually. She looked as if she'd been slapped across the face. I let out a huge breath and sat down and then realized what I had just done.
Oh no. I Just screamed at her that I'm Hannah Montana. Mikayla just stared at me, not saying anything.