I do not own Hannah Montana. This fanfiction does not represent the actors and actresses in the television show.

A/N: it's been what, like, two years? Howdy, y'all.

"Today we're joined by long time friend of Zack Jefferson, Brad Felton, who has come foreward with more shocking news about pop sensation Hannah Montana's best friend Lola, who has been rumored to have a drug addiction. Thank you for joining us Brad,"

"The pleasure is all mine," Brad smiled and took the newscasters hand and kissed it gently.

After blushing and flashing a giddy smile of her own, she continued, "Now, Brad, Zack Jefferson has claimed that he caught Lola in her room doing cocaine, along with other assortments of drugs,"

Brad sighed and shook his head, "I'm afraid it's all true, I saw it as well. What also concerned me was how she was coaxing Hannah to join her. I can't even imagine the strain that puts on Ms. Montana,"

"And how would you say that Hannah reacted? Did she have a previous knowledge of Lola's drug use?"

"I'm sorry to say, yes. Hannah was obviously upset, and even came to our bedroom to get away from Lola. I don't think she has it in her heart to drop the loser. At one point, Lola cornered me in the elevator and forced herself on me,"

"And at what point did you and Brad Jefferson find it neccesary to go public with this news?"

Brad hesitated, furrowing his brow, and sighed, "To be honest, we just want to help Hannah. Her relationship with Lola is toxic and we wanted the public to support Hannah through these rough times,"

The newscaster smiled, "Well that's wonderful, thank you for joining us, Brad. We hope to hear more as this story decelops," She turned from Brad and addressed the camera, "Hannah Montana's rep has yet to release a statement on these issues, but we will keep you up to date as the story unfolds,"

Miley threw the remote at the television in anger and digust, "I can't believe this! How could anyone believe that load of bull?"

Lilly smiled, and rested her hand on Miley's arm. "Relax, Miles. I actually think it's kinda funny,"

Miley shot Lilly a heated glance, "It's not funny at all, Lilly..."

Lilly sighed, "I know, I know, but you can't let it get to you. Besides you have another concert tonight..."

"I don't even want to do it. Not when every single one of my fans is hating on Lola,"

Lilly rested her head against Miley's shoulder. "It'll be fine Miles, I'll stay backstage, I wont talk to anyone, and when it's all over, I'll take you to dinner, my treat,"

"Yeah but," Miley stopped and looked over at Lilly, "Wait, really?"

"Totally," Lilly grinned.

Miley sighed and pondered it over in her head. "Alright... Just be careful, okay? I don't want anything happening to you, and you're still not all healed and stuff, "

"It'll be fine Miles," Lilly turned her head and gently kissed Miley's shoulder. "I promise,"

Hannah glaced out from behind the curtain. There they were. A bunch of Lola hatin', Hannah lovin' fans. She could see the anti-Lola banners spread out across the crowd.

"Great, I gotta sing looking at those all night,"

Lilly came up behind her and gave her a tight hug. "Don't worry, it'll be fine. Just keep thinking about that dinner, okay?"

Miley smiled and nearly melted into Lilly's hug. She sighed. "You're right," The lights dimmed and Hannah's band started to play. "Alright, here we go,"

"I'll be waiting!" Lilly called after her as she ran out on stage. Miley turned to her and smiled, and then the show began.

One more song until intermission... Miley thought. She couldn't wait to see Lilly.

Meanwhile, Lilly had slipped into the dressing room to grab Miley some water. She grabbed the bottle on the dresser and then stopped. Sighing, she knew she needed to take a pain pill. Her ribs were killing her. She fished into her purse and pulled out the bottle.

Suddenly the door swung open, and Lilly looked up in surprise to find a hoard of angry fans booming outside the door. Her eyes widened in horror. "Uh... Hi,"

"Well looky here," Zack stepped through the crowd and into the dressing room. "Caught you in the act," He smirked and pointed to the bottle of medication Lilly had in her hands.

Lilly rolled her eyes. "These are prescribed, ass munch,"

Zack stepped towards her and grabbed the bottle from her, "Oh, I'm sure they are. Now listen, I'm sure you don't want to be ripped apart by a crowd. Hannah wouldn't like that either. Why don't you let me handle this hole mix up,"

"And I should trust you, why?"

Zack laughed, "I don't think you have much of a choice. Unless you want rumors about Ms. Montana to be spread as well,"

Lilly glared, "Do that and you'll regret it,"

Zack glanced back at the angry crowd waiting at the door. He kicked it shut with his foot. "Come on now, Lola. We both just want what's best for Hannah. So, I think you and I should have a little talk in private,"

He took another step towards her and jabbed her in the ribs, causing her to double over in pain. When she was on the ground, he picked her up, slinging her over his shoulder and walking towards the back exit. Brad was waiting in his car. Zack stuffed Lilly in the backseat and ran over to the passenger side and got in. Soon after the car drove away.

Several minutes later Hannah was walking to her dressing room, when she saw the anti-Lola crowd gathered around the door. Her cheeks burned with anger.

"Alright, everybody! Outta the way! Leave her alone!" She yelled as loud as she could. They all turned and looked at her in surprise, and Miley took this chance to slip through the crowd and into the room, shutting the door behind her.

She looked around, confused that the room seemed empty. "Lilly?" She called. Her eyes rested on the bottle of medication on the floor and then, her eyes widened in horror. She ran to her purse and dug out her cell phone, fighting back tears. She called Lilly's phone. It was off. She wracked her brain of what to do.

The door opened. "Dag nabbit, outta the way, people!" Robby Ray shouted as he shut the door behind him. "You okay, Miles?"

Miley stared at him in shock as tears started to fall down her cheeks. "Daddy, she's gone,"

Robby Ray blinked, as it slowly hit him.

Suddenly the Hannah phone rang. She answered it right away.

"Hello? Lilly? Is that you?" She asked frantically.

"Look, Hannah, i think it'd and be in everyone's best interest if you had dinner with me tonight,"

"Zack?" Miley screamed, "What did you do! Where's Lola?"

"Be patient... and meet me at the French restaurant 3 blocks from here. If you cause any trouble, it'll be felt by your little miss Lola here. I just want to talk. Alone."

Miley clentched her teeth as tears slid down. "If you hurt her..."

"Play by my rules and eveyone will be happy,"

Miley was burning with anger. "Fine. I'm on my way,"

She hung up, and turned to Robby Ray.

"Miley, what's going on?"

"I have to go," Miley grabbed her purse. "Don't follow me. I have my phone. I have to get Lilly back,"

Robby Ray stood helplessly as he watched his daughter walk towards the back exit and leave the building.