Sorry for the million years in between chapters. But I barely ever get any time to myself anymore.

For the last two weeks, Jake and I keep ourselves apart for some reason. I'm not sure why, but I don't want to be near him since the whole 'hand-holding-sadness' thing and I don't think he wants to be near me. We avoid each other at school and we don't talk when we're both with Miley. I've started hanging out with Oliver more and come to find that things with him and Keri aren't working out.

"She's just so stupid." Oliver says to me when we're up in his room and I'm filing through my myspace comments.

"What do you mean?" I ask. "She does stupid stuff, or she's literally stupid?" I say looking towards him while he kicks a hacky sack around.

He stops and catches it and looks at me.

"Both! She's an idiot! The other day, I had to explain what a douche bag was. And she thought spandex was slang for a condom! She didn't know what masturbating was, Lilly. The girl is a a total retard!" Oliver said, rolling his eyes.

"Wait, what's masturbating?" I ask with a confused expression.

"Are you kidding me?" Oliver asked, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"Oh my God, yes!" I laugh. "I'm not that stupid." I say shaking my head and turning back to the computer screen with a giggle.

"You're such a douche." he says, shaking his head in my peripheral vision. "But anyways, I think I'm going to break up with her. She's gotten kind of clingy. And she's started calling me Olly-Bear and Olly-Sweets and stuff. Its weird." he shudders.

"Olly-Sweets?" I snort. "Are you serious? She actually calls you that without bursting out laughing? Wow." I say, shaking my head.

"Yeah, I know right! Much more of this and I'm going to stab myself or something." he says hysterically. "We're going to a movie tonight and after the movie I'm gonna break up with her on the walk home." he nods.

"What are you going to say?" I ask.

"I'm going to say 'Keri, I like you, but we're just not working out. I want to break up.' " he nods, a well rehearsed break up.

"Okay, well make sure it sounds even more fake and planned out." I say sarcastically.

"Well I don't want to get there and just go 'Erm...Um...Well...I...Um.' " he says with a glare.

"Oliver! Keri's here!" Oliver's dad shouts from the bottom of the stairs.

"Do you want me to leave?" I mouth.

"No! Pretend we're making out!" he whispers as we hear someone walking on the stairs.

"What?" I ask in shock.

"Pretend we're making out and then she'll dump me!" he begs. "Please!?" he whispers.

I sigh but then stand up and wrap my arms around his neck, shoving him against the wall while he presses his lips against mine. It's weird kissing Oliver and it's even weirder feeling his arms run up and down my back I tangle my hands in his hair and then I hear the door open. There's a small gasp and I pull away from Oliver, look over and see Keri standing there.

"OLIVER OAKEN! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!" Keri screeches so loudly that Oliver and I both jump. "WHAT THE FUCK!" she screams stomping towards us."What are you doing?" she asks and I can see her eyes watering.

"Keri! Um! I can explain!" Oliver stumbles over his words quite well and I almost believe that he didn't want Keri to see us.

"You slut!" Keri screams, shoving me backwards.

I'm surprised, so I have to catch myself on the corner of the computer desk.

"There is no need for name calling or violence, you bitch!" I scream, shoving her back.

"I can't believe you would go behind my back and move in on MY boyfriend! Tramp!" Keri squeals.

"Excuse me?! Who says it was me who moved in on him? Ever think that maybe he wasn't very happy with you so he just had to come to me?" I ask, putting my hands on my hips for dramatic effect.

"I can't believe this! I thought we were friends, Lilly! I thought we were good! Why would you do that?" Keri asks, the tears pouring down her face.

"Keri, its not all Lilly's fault!" Oliver says, putting his hand on Keri's shoulder.

"Don't touch me, ass hole! Don't you dare! And Lilly, don't you ever talk to me! Ever! You ruined my relationship with someone I cared about so much! You're a lying tramp and you've turned my boyfriend into a lying cheat!"

"Well, gee, Miley, maybe if you'd given Jake what he wanted he wouldn't have had to become a cheat! You were so fucking prude that Jake wasn't satisfied and truth be told, he's been fucking me for almost as long as he's been dating you! Maybe you should try and open up every once and a while, and then you're precious boyfriend wouldn't be--"

"Lily!" Oliver yells.

I realize that I'm crying and that I wasn't talking to the girl who is standing in front of me. Those words were for Miley. I take a deep breath.

"I have to go!" I whisper, barely audible.

I grab my brown messenger back full of shit and start to run, but Oliver grabs my wrist.

"We have to talk." he says to me, pointing to the bed.

I sigh and sit down, my elbows on my knees with my head in my hands.

"Keri, I'm sorry, but its over. I've got something to talk about with my best friend." I hear Oliver say.

"Whatever." Keri mutters before stomping out the door and down the stairs. I even hear the front door slam.

I feel Oliver sit next to me and put his hand on my back.I still can't believe I just exploded like that. What came over me? I completely revealed myself to Oliver and Keri. Oh my God! What if Keri goes and tells Miley! Fuck!

"Lily...What's going on?" Oliver asks quietly and I can hear the worry in his voice.

I sigh and turn to look at him.

"Jake is cheating on Miley, and has been for a year and like, seven months." I whisper, looking at the carpet. "I'm the one he's cheating with. We have sex all the time. We lie to Miley all the time. And we lie to everybody." I say quietly.

Oliver looks at me for a minute and then he stands up, walking towards the other side of his room. He runs his hands through his hair, thinking of what to say.

"You have to stop fucking Jake and you need to tell Miley before it gets worse." He says.

At the mention of telling Miley, my breath catches in my throat. I take a deep breath and shake my head.

"Oliver...I can't tell Miley. It'll kill her!" I say. "She'll...She'll never talk to me again. Oliver, I can't tell her. She won't forgive me." I say as more tears start to fall.

"Lilly, if you didn't want to have to tell her, then you shouldn't have fucked Jake in the first place. I can't believe you even did that. And you didn't feel the least bit guilty the entire time?" Oliver asks.

"What? Oliver! Of course I felt guilty! The whole time, I felt bad about it. Jake didn't seem to care though." I add under my breath, thinking of when Jake and I were talking about it and he said that Miley was fun, but it was her fault she wasn't satisfying him physically.

"What?" Oliver asks, anger apparent in his voice.

"Jake said that he liked being with Miley and that she was fun, but that it was her fault that she wasn't satisfying him physically." I say, looking up at Oliver.

"Miley is plenty satisfying when it comes to getting physical, alright? Jake is a prick for even thinking of someone else when he has--" Oliver catches himself and then stops, looking down.

"You had sex with Miley?" I ask, my eyes widening as I stand up and walk towards him.

"Only a few times, and its just been recently." Oliver says quickly. "She suspects Jake's cheating and its a cross between how badly hurt she is and the fact that she wants to get him back." he nods.

"Why hasn't she talked to me about any of this?" I ask, hurt that Miley wouldn't talk to me about boyfriend troubles.

"Because...Lilly, she suspects he's cheating with you."

I stand there for a minute, taking in Oliver's words. Miley knows. How long has she known? How did she find out? Just then, Oliver's cell phone rings and he walks over to his desk to answer it.

"Hello?" he says.

I hear a voice from the other end, talking loudly. It sounds like someone's crying.

"Calm down, okay?" Oliver says sweetly. "Just relax. Do you want to come over?" he asks.

I hear the person say some more and then Oliver smiles softly.

"I think I can do that." he says. "Bring your bathing suit so my parents don't freak out alright? I'll see you soon." he hangs up the phone and then turns to me. "Miley's coming over." he says with a nod. "You should probably go. Keri called her and told her what you said. She'll be a wreck. I'll talk to her and try to relax her, alright? Then I'll send her to your house." he sighs.

"Thanks, Oliver." I say as he puts his phone back on the desk. "For being so understanding and all. For not hating me." I nod.

He nods too and then I leave, walking down the stairs and out the front door. I can't believe Miley actually knows. But most of all, I can't believe I did this to my best friend. I walk home slowly, though its only a few blocks. Miley, Oliver, and I all live relatively close to each other Definitely within walking distance. I'm glad though, for once, that Miley lives in a different direction from Oliver than I do. Bumping into her on the street right now is not something I really want to do. When I get to my house, I go upstairs and turn the bath faucet on. I dump some bath beads and bath salts in, add some bubbles and then slide in, sighing softly. I need to relax before Miley comes over. I turn my water-proof radio and find a station that I like. Right now, it's playing "Sorry" by Maria Mena. Ironic. I sing along softly and sigh, putting some of the warm water on my face. Why does life have to suck?

It wasn't great, but I'm in a sort of a hurry. Sorry.