Hey, I'm back! My holiday was awesome! I don't think these English classes helped me very much, but it was such a great experience, I'll never forget it.

Anyways, here's the new chapter, hope you like it, although the sad part isn't over yet. A big thanks to everyone who has reviewed the last chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own HM.

About an hour after Lilly had left Miley's, she went home. She had driven to the beach first in an attempt to stop the tears that kept falling down. She didn't want her mom to ask her about it. She thought that watching the waves would calm her down a bit, but it had only made her more sad and her nausea had gotten worse. So she'd decided to go home and to avoid her mom, as her eyes were very red.

She closed the door behind her and yelled, "I'm home!"

It took a few seconds before her mother's voice sounded from the kitchen. "You're quite late, Lilly. I was getting worried," she said a bit accusingly.

"Sorry mom. I still…had something to do."

She quickly walked to the staircase, not wanting to continue this conversation with her mother. But unfortunately for her, Heather chose that moment to walk into the hallway.

"You had something to do, huh? I bet Miley was involved in it too," she smiled knowingly at her daughter.

Lilly almost ran up the stairs after she'd answered a quick 'yes'.

With some magical support called 'make-up', Lilly had managed to look not so heartbroken. She was thankful for the genius behind that invention, because no question were asked by her mom during dinner. But, make-up or not, apparently a mother just knew when her child was feeling miserable. Lilly could tell, especially since her mother eyed her more than often while eating. Thankfully, no questions were asked.

After Lilly ate everything as quickly as possible, she locked herself up in her room again, leaving Heather sitting worriedly at the table. It was only when her mom called her that she had to come downstairs again.

"Lilly! Sarah is here."

"Mom, I don't really feel like talking now," Lilly yelled from her room.

"Can you at least come downstairs to tell her that in person?"

Lilly let out an aggrivated sigh before she yelled, "Fine, can you tell her to come up here?"

When she didn't hear an answer, she groaned as she got up from her bed. Damn, talk about persistent, she thought. She descended the stairs and walked to the door.

"Sarah, I-," she froze when she saw an entirely different person standing in front of her.

"Miley…"

She turned to look at her mom, but she quickly said, "I'll leave you two alone," and then walked out of the hallway into the livingroom.

With great effort, she turned back to face Miley. She really didn't want to talk to her. This whole lie was too painful. But there wasn't a single bone in her body that had the nerve to close the door into Miley's broken form.

In contrast to Lilly, she hadn't made an effort to look less heartbroken. Tearstains were clearly visible on her face. She had her arms folded protectively in front of her chest. Lilly had never seen anyone who looked so vulnerable as Miley did now.

She let out a trembled sigh and closed the door behind her. Minutes of silence passed as Lilly kept looking down at her own feet.

"Why?" Miley's hoarse and soft voice eventually sounded. Lilly almost started to cry again at the sound of her sad voice. She looked up, her brain frantically searching for an answer she could give her, when all she wanted was to tell Miley the truth.

"I deserve at least one decent explanation," Miley said.

And she was so right. She deserved way more than this. Lilly was actually thinking about telling Miley everything. The truth. But when she looked past Miley, she saw a dark figure standing on the corner of the street. Lilly inwardly gasped as she recognized the figure as Oliver. He actually was keeping an eye on her and had followed Miley.

Shit, she thought. No matter what I do, or in what way I would tell Miley, he'll always find out, and then Miley wouldn't have a family anymore.

She quickly looked away before Miley noticed anything. A shiver went through her whole body when she felt Miley's fingers tentavily touching her hand before taking it in her own. "Please?" she whispered.

Lilly felt the tears welling up again as she softly shook her head. She could just feel his eyes on her, watching her every move. She retreated her hand from Miley's. "Don't," she said sharply, or at least she tried to.

"Why?" Miley cried out. "Why are you doing this to me, Lilly? Did I do something wrong? Because if I did, then I'm sor-"

"No, no, stop, please," Lilly tried desperately.

But when Miley opened her mouth again, she said the most horrible thing she could think of, and immediately regretted every single word.

"No! I just don't want to have anything to do with you and your freak family!"

Lilly breathlessly gasped after she'd spoken the words, followed by a heavy silence. They stood there in front of each other, eyes wide, and both too stunned to say something.

Lilly held her hand over her mouth, cursing herself for saying something she hadn't thought she would be capable of. Miley slightly stumbled backwards. Fresh tears visible to Lilly before she turned around and slowly walked away, seemingly a bit disoriented.

Lilly kept looking at her, until she walked around the corner, where Oliver had disappeared only seconds ago. Her eyes almost burned from crying so much, but there was no way she could hold it in this time. She felt disgusted with herself as she entered her house again with trembling hands.

At the sound of the front door closing, Heather almost immediately came out of the living room and walked up to her daughter. "Oh sweetie, what happened?" she gasped as she saw the state her daughter was in. Lilly fell into her mother's embrace, and Heather guided her back to the living room, where they sat on the couch.

"What happened, Lilly?" she tried again. "Did she hurt you?"

This only caused her daughter's cries to increase. Through her tears she mumbled a few words. "She would never hurt me," she said.

Heather stroked Lilly's back, wanting to know what had happened to cause her daughter so much pain and sadness.

"You don't know the things I said to her, mom."

"I'm sure you didn't mean them," Heather soothed.

Lilly shook her head and whispered, "I hurt her so much…"

"Lilly, I know you would never hurt the people you care about on purpose, and I know how strong your feelings for Miley are-"

"No, I wanted to hurt her so she would leave me alone!" Lilly cried.

Now Heather truly didn't have the faintest idea of what to say. The last time she saw them together everything was perfectly fine.

Lilly moved away from her arms and walked up to the staircase, almost dragging herself up. She kept sitting on the couch, a sad look on her face as she heard her daughter's heavy sobs from up her room. She didn't know what was going on, but she was going to get to the bottom of this.

Please review and tell me your thoughts on this story. I want to thank all the amazing reviewers, they make me so happy. But just compliments won't make me a better writer. So, if you want to give any tips or something, please do it (just don't be too hard on me ;p).

Okay, before I finally shut up, I want to say that I'm going to post a two, maybe three-shot very soon, maybe tonight even. I need to get that one off my chest before I continue this story. Please read it and review, 'cause I worked really hard on that one (althought it's not quite finished) and I don't really know if it's any good. So just please let me know. Thanks.