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Chapter V: What Am I Going To Do?

Michael had another night of rough sleeping. Seeing as tomorrow was Saturday, he knew that he could sleep in, but that wasn't why he was still up. He now knew what Robby had abused his two best friends, Jackson and Miley. He was more angry at Robby Ray for doing that to his friends, but he was more angry at Robby for hurting Miley more. Robby knew that Michael cared for Miley, and he used that against him. He said that if Michael told anyone about his abuse to Miley and Jackson, he'll hurt Miley really bad. Michael had to keep quiet about this, because if anything happened to Miley because of him, it'll kill him.

God, who knew that love would be this hard?

Jackson was working at the surf shack on a bright and sunny Saturday morning. Michael walked up to him in his black jeans and his San Diego Chargers jersey. Melody is with him, wearing some blue jeans, a white t-shirt, and some flip flops. Melody went walking up the beach, and Michael went up to Jackson to talk to him.

"Hey, Mike, what's up?" Jackson asked. Michael had a very serious look on his face.

"Jackson, I need to ask you something." Michael said, not making eye contact with his friend. "I was wondering if I can ask you something about Miley."

"Sure. What do you need to know?" Jackson asked.

"I was wondering, what does Miley like in a guy?" Michael asked, his face blushing. Jackson looked at his friend, and smiled.

"Why would you want to know?" Jackson asked, slyly.

"I was just curious! Please answer the question." Michael said, face getting even redder.

"Well," Jackson continued, "She likes guys that are nice to her, willing to do anything for her, and someone who knows about everything and anything that can help her out in the future.

"Jackson, don't tell Miley that I asked you about this, okay?" Michael asked. It sounded like that he was almost pleading with him. Jackson smiled.

"Sure, buddy." Jackson smiled at his friend. Michael smiled at him, gave his thanks, and left. Jackson smiled as Michael and Melody left together. Jackson sighed and went back to work, unaware of what was happening at home...

Miley was walking into her home after a long day at school, hoping to get up to her room. Unfortunately, her father had a different idea. Before she knew it, her father grabbed her from out of nowhere, and shoved her to the ground. Miley tried to get away, but Robby dragged her towards the couch. Miley knew that he was angry and drunk, but something in his eyes made her know that this was going to be worse than anything before.

"Let's have some fun, shall we?" Robby smiled, he tried to stick his hand up Miley's skirt, but she kicked him, stunning him. Miley got up and then ran for the back door, but Robby got his bearings back, and slapped her to the floor. Miley looked up, and saw that Robby grabbed something, a broom it looked like.

"I've had it with you, you little bitch." Robby said, as he began his assault. Miley did her best to shield herself from the blows of the wooden stick but found herself feeling every blow that landed. Not being able to take the pain, Miley slowly found the room growing dark...

Jackson arrived home, and found the front door unlocked, which was never a good sign. Jackson walked in, and it was something towards the kitchen that caught his eye. Jackson walked towards the kitchen, and to his horror, saw Miley laying in a heap. Jackson kneeled beside his sister, and checked for a pulse, and to his relief, found that she had one. Jackson scooped her up, and helped her out to his car. He prayed that Michael and Melody would know what to do.

Come on, Miley, FIGHT. Jackson thought as he drove off towards his friends house.

AN: Okay, how was it? Now next chapter, everything comes to light, including feelings between the friends. R&R!