Unsung

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters appearing on the Disney Channel's original series, 'Hannah Montana', created by Michael Poryes, Richard Correll & Barry O'Brien. Characters are copyrighted to 'It's A Laugh productions'. Original characters are copyrighted to the original author (QYM). This series is posted to Girls Loving Girls with full permission of the author. No copyright infringement is intended or implied.

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Summary: In the ALL NEW 6th episode of 'Unsung', the shock of what she had seen when she walked in on Miley and Katie hasn't wore off yet for Lilly. So much so that she even ventures to discuss the sensitive topic with her Mom, Heather. Later, Miley (as Hannah) and Lilly (as Lola) attend a party which features 'Lola' acting rather strangely. Finally, a rather vivid dream while sleeping over gives one of the girls a major case of the worries.

Original Airdate: Wednesday, March 11, 2009 @ 9:30 p.m.
(following an ALL NEW 'My First Time')

Story Codes: no sex

Lilly was sitting at her kitchen table, eating lunch with her mom in silence. This worried the elder Truscott for two reasons. 1) She couldn’t remember the last time Lilly had been this quiet, and 2) she was never home at lunchtime on a Saturday. Something had to have happened, and it was her motherly duty to get to the bottom of it.

“Is there something wrong, Lilly pad?” she ventured, hoping to get some reaction.

Lilly’s eyes darted to her mom, panicked. “Wrong? No, nothing. Why would something be wrong?” she asked, trying to act calm and failing miserably.

Lilly’s mom leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms, pinning her daughter with the ‘mom glare.’ “Lillian, why aren’t you out with Oliver or Miley? Or at the skate park?” She had noticed Lilly flush at Miley’s name. So, it was something to do with the brunette.

The younger Truscott closed her eyes. “Mom, there’s nothing wrong.”

Heather sighed, and shook her head, a little angry. “Lilly, if you don’t want to talk to me about it, that’s fine, but don’t lie to me and say everything is fine.”

Lilly, looked up at her mother, tears in her eyes. “Mom, I’m sorry. I’m just…”

Instantly forgetting her anger, she stood and moved to the seat next to Lilly, put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her into a hug. “Lilly, you can tell me anything, you know that.”

They sat in silence for a while, Lilly enjoying her mother’s comfort. “Mom, Miley told me she’s gay.”

Pulling away, Heather looked at her daughter in surprise. “Really? Wow. I can’t say I saw that one coming.”

Lilly laughed and leaned her head back on her chair. “I know, right? It hit me like a ton of bricks.”

“So, are you worried that she likes you?”

Lilly laughed again. “That’s actually how she came out to me. She told me she liked me. I turned her down, but… I’ve never felt… normal? Yeah… I can’t feel normal around her again. I feel like I’m reading too much into every little gesture and look. It’s driving me insane because I feel like I’m 

pushing away my best friend! She didn’t even tell me she was dating someone! I found out because I saw them kissing! What kind of best friend doesn’t tell me she’s dating someone?”

Her mother set a soothing hand on her shoulder. “A best friend who wants things to go back to normal. I’m sure she’s as worried about pushing you away with all this as you are of losing her.”

Lilly sighed and leaned forward, letting her head hit the table. “I walked in on them this morning,” she muttered into the wood.

Heather just looked at her confused for a minute before realization dawned. “Oh. Oh! Oh. Well… that must have been… enlightening,” she laughed.

“Mom!” Lilly sat up, mortified at her mother’s enjoyment of her pain. “Miley’s never going to want to talk to me again!”

Shaking her head, her mother grabbed the dishes and smiled. “I wouldn’t be too sure of that.”

Before Lilly could reply that yes, she was sure, there was a knock on the door. She turned slowly to the door, fearing that Miley had indeed come to talk.

“Are you going to get that?” Her mother called from the kitchen. When Lilly didn’t answer, she huffed and walked to the front door. She opened it to find a pensive Miley standing on her doorstep. “Hello, Miley.”

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“Ms. Truscott,” she nodded. “Is Lilly here?”

Nodding, Lilly’s mother smiled. “Did you want to come in?”

“I’ll wait here, if that’s alright.”

A few minutes later, Lilly appeared in the doorway flushed red and refusing to look at Miley. “Hey Miles.”

“Do you want to go for a walk?” Miley asked, smiling softly.

Lilly nodded stiffly and stepped out, shutting the door behind her. Miley stepped away as she did, making sure to give Lilly enough room.

They walked for about fifteen minutes along deserted beachfront before Miley spoke. “Ask me.”

Lilly turned and looked at her, confused. “What?”

“Ask me. Anything you want. I can’t take this anymore, Lilly. You’re my best friend, and I feel like you’re slipping away because I make you uncomfortable,” she cried, throwing her arms up in frustration.

Lilly averted her gaze, ashamed. “I don’t know what to say, Miley. I mean, I guess… I’m sorry about this morning.”

Miley blushed and looked at the ground under her feet. “Yeah, me too. I, uh… she kind of… well, woke me up like that… and I, um… couldn’t really concentrate… so I didn’t even think you were still there, ‘til you… you know, walked in…” She was redder than a tomato by the time she finished talking.

They remained silent for a few more minutes before Lilly started talking again. “So, are you going to tell her about Hannah?”

Miley smiled at her best friend and shook her head. “Nah, not unless we’re together for like a year. I’m not dumb enough to think this will last forever, so the less people who know, the safer I am. Plus, the tabloids running false stories about Hannah and Lola are enough for me,” she grinned. Lilly went wide-eyed and felt her throat dry up. Too late, Miley realized what she had said. “Crap. Lilly, I’m sorry. I didn’t… God, this is so frickin’ hard!” she yelled, stopping in her tracks and clenching her fists in frustration. Surprised by the outburst, Lilly stopped as well. Miley looked at her, tears falling down at an alarming rate. “Damn it, Lilly, I try and I try and I try to be the way we were, and all I get is guarded looks and you running away from anything I do. I’m just trying to be your friend again and you’re not letting me! I haven’t changed!”

“But you have!” Lilly yelled back, angry at Miley for being angry at her. “I can’t just forget about it when you come flouncing in with Katie on your arm! This is all new to me, Miley! My parents never brought it up, I don’t have anyone in my extended family who swings that way – for chrissakes I’d never even met a gay person until you! It’s different from anything I’ve ever had in my life, and us just dancing around the subject isn’t helping me. I mean, are you still attracted to me? Was it just some passing thing? Or are you with Katie, hoping I’ll come around? Because if – ”

“Whoa whoa whoa! Where did that come from?” Miley interrupted, confused. “Do you think I’m with Katie to make you jealous?”

Lilly was silent for a moment as she thought about the question. “No,” she said with a sigh, “I just miss you. I miss my best friend. The way you were before…”

“Before I was gay,” Miley finished, arms crossed and a hurt look on her face.

Lilly nodded weakly, looking out over the ocean, not willing to see the pain she had inflicted on her friend.

“I haven’t changed, you know. I just told you my biggest secret. And, to be honest, this one was a lot bigger than Hannah. Basically, it feels like you don’t want me to be this way, because it suddenly changes who I am, and who I’ve been for years. Why can’t it just be another piece to me? You know, something that adds to the picture, not changes it altogether.” Stepping forward, Miley set her hands on her friend’s shoulders. “Lilly, I’m still your best friend, the same person I was two years ago and two months ago. And, if it makes you feel better, I solemnly swear upon our friendship that I am not hitting on you. I am trying to be your friend. Because, really, if I lose you, I’m stuck with Ollie and Jake. And that is too cruel a fate for anyone.”

Lilly laughed and nodded, leaning forward and embracing the slightly taller girl. “I’m sorry I’ve been so difficult. I just don’t know how to act.”

“Just act like Lilly, it’s worked so far.” That evoked the laugh Miley was seeking, and she smiled. “Tracie is throwing a party tonight. I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?”

Lilly broke the embrace and stepped back. “What about Katie?”

“She’s going to be in LA with a cousin, she won’t mind. She thinks you hate her.”

Lilly wrapped her arms around herself and set off down the beach again. “I’m not exactly her biggest fan,” she grumbled, loud enough for Miley to hear. After some more silence, Lilly nodded. “What time do you want me to be there?”

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“To the party!” Lilly yelled, striking a pose as she reached the bottom of the stairs, where Jackson was waiting to drive them. Lilly grinned manically – this would be good for them, she had decided. There would, undoubtedly, be hot guys at this party. It would be enough to convince her that they could survive as best friends and that Miley was still just Miley… and Hannah.

Unfortunately, the party proved something else to Lilly. Miley didn’t seem to notice, for which Lilly was grateful, but every time a guy came to so much as say ‘hi’ to Hannah, Lola was right there, cutting off conversation and dragging Miley off to get more punch, like some sort of jealous boyfriend… girlfriend… thing.

“There are a lot of guys here,” Lilly complained, grabbing her fifth cup of punch.

“No more than usual, Lola,” Miley responded, snagging another cup for herself with a smile.

“But they’re all hitting on you. And you’re flirting with them!” Lilly snapped her mouth shut. So what? So what if Miley was flirting and having a good time? Lilly had no right to infringe on that.

“What do you want me to do? Paint a large ‘FLIRTING PROHIBITED’ sandwich board sign and wear it over my clothes?” If Miley didn’t know better, she’d say that Lilly was jealous.

“Yes,” Lilly sniffed, “that would be nice.”

Miley laughed out loud at that. “Its not like I mean it,” she smiled reassuringly. “I am with Katie.” Maybe this was just a joke to Lilly. It must be. She shook the silly notion that Lilly was starting to like her out of her head. That was a train of thought that was sure to get into a massive wreck. She was already with someone, anyway.

For the rest of the evening, though, she watched as Lilly continuously blocked any male – and a few females – from talking to her. It was almost amusing. Lilly was trailing behind her like a guard dog, sending glares at people as she seemingly staked out her territory.

“Look, Lola, I’ve got to use the bathroom. Wait here for me? Great,” Miley handed Lilly the glass of punch before hurrying to the restroom. She wasn’t alone inside, though – her dark haired, nasally-challenged friend was fixing her make-up.

“Oooh, Hannah, your concert last night was amaaazing. But why is that Lola girl all over you? Are you two, like, dating?” Traci popped her shoulders up and down and twisted a strand of hair between her fingers.

“No, Lola’s still just the best friend. She’s just looking out for me,” Miley headed for an open stall.

“‘Still’ just the best friend?” Traci repeated, apparently unsatisfied with that answer. “So, what, are you waiting for more?”

Miley held off on answering. She really disliked holding conversations while she was using the facilities. Upon exiting and washing her hands, she shrugged. “Not really. Maybe, if I wasn’t with someone already.”

“Ooooh!” Traci puckered and smacked her lips, deciding that she was perfect enough. “I didn’t know you were into girls,” she said, turning to the brunette.

Miley chuckled softly as she went to the paper towels, drying her hands. “Yeah, I’ve been dating this girl for about a month, but some things have come up recently. Drama, you know?” she frowned. “I really like her, but… Lola has major issues with it all.”

Traci gave her a sympathetic pat on the shoulder as she walked past. “Well, you’ll have to let me know how it goes. Lola seems like a good friend, for all that she’s a dork.”

Miley laughed out loud as Traci left the bathroom. She was such an odd girl. Miley didn’t think she’d ever understand the inner workings of that twisted little mind.

When she found Lilly again, the other girl was still cradling Miley’s drink, posture screaming her discomfort. Her face relaxed when Miley strode into view and she broke into a wide smile.

“Hannah! There you are! I was beginning to wonder if you fell in,” Lilly grinned as she handed Miley her drink back. “Your drink was getting a little warm, so I got you an ice cube. Well, two ice cubes.”

“Thanks, Lola,” Miley thought her behavior was cute, if nothing else.

The rest of the evening was much of the same, though Lola lapsed a few times as celebrities caught her attention. Though she was no newbie to Hannah’s world, she was still star-struck easily and her shrill shrieks were common place.

Miley was all too happy when the party was over, though. Katie had called to say she was settled in with her cousin, and they had talked for a while, leaving Miley with a giddy smile. Now that her conscience was soothed after talking to her girlfriend, she really just wanted to spend some quality time with Lilly, without the loud music and yammering people. Most of all she wanted Lilly to relax for more than two seconds. By the time they got to the Stewart house, it was going on one in the morning. The girls clambered into Miley’s bed without a thought, asleep before they even hit the pillows.

~ begin dream sequence ~ Lilly sat at the table in Miley’s kitchen, watching Miley bustle around, a tidy hot pink apron tied neatly around Miley’s waist. Miley was whistling a familiar tune that haunted the air and she was fiddling with something that Lilly couldn’t see. Miley appeared intent on what she was doing, her hands hidden from view. While Miley was busy, Lilly glanced around the room, and was deeply confused by the shades of gray that clung to everywhere else in the house.

Miley approached, holding her creation daintily by her fingertips. Her face was cheerful and her whistling had dimmed into humming. It drove Lilly nuts – the tune was achingly familiar, but she couldn’t place it. Rather than waste time thinking about it, though, Lilly turned her attention to Miley’s hands. Sitting in those slim fingers was a small dolphin carved out of a kind of shiny rock. Lilly reached for it, trying to take it, but only succeeded in letting it drop and shatter on the floor.

Lilly dropped to her knees, reaching for the shards. She winced slightly as a jagged edge cut her finger. Drops of blood welled up, drizzling down her hands and splattered to the floor, but she ignored it, intent on fixing the figurine. Before she could pick up the pieces, Miley grabbed her hand and pulled her back to her feet. Miley’s face was the picture of innocence and it was if she didn’t see the blood coating Lilly’s hands. Lilly stared at Miley a moment, and then glanced back at her hands; she was shocked to find them completely clean.

Miley still hadn’t spoken a word and Lilly opened her mouth to speak, only to find that her lips were sealed. No amount of jerking or straining could part them. Frustrated, she reached up, prying with sharp fingernails. The only product of her pain was sore lips. Once again, Miley seized her hands, but this time Lilly found herself being tugged from the kitchen and into the black and white world around them.

They stopped, or rather Miley stopped and Lilly tumbled to a halt, outside in a flower garden. It was a garden that Lilly had never seen before and she couldn’t quite remember how Miley had gotten them there, but it struck her as irrelevant. Miley reached out, plucking a gray rose and sniffing it once before tossing it aside. It took only a moment for Miley’s attention to return to Lilly.

Miley leaned forward and Lilly watched; it felt as if she was outside of her body and none of this was really happening to her anymore. In a flash, Miley’s lips were on her neck, Miley’s hands caressing her sides and ribs gently. The other Lilly moaned quietly, hands reciprocating the attention by sliding up Miley’s arms and linking behind the brunette’s neck. One of Miley’s hands left Lilly’s stomach, traveling south, while Miley proceeded to ravish Lilly’s lips with her own. ~ end dream sequence ~

Lilly sat bolt upright in bed, panting and sweaty. Miley rolled over next to her and Lilly scrambled away slowly, her dream still playing on the insides of her eyelids every time she shut her eyes. It wasn’t a scary dream, but it terrified the blonde more than any nightmare could have. She’d dreamt of boys before, not doing quite the same thing, but in the same sort of idea. But she’d never dreamt of Miley that way. The most disturbing part was that she had actually seemed to be enjoying the attention, willing, even, to return it. Had walking in on Miley and Katie affected her more than she knew?

She huddled at the foot of the bed, curling up well away from Miley’s innocent face. With her back to her best friend, Lilly shut her eyes, willing the dream away. Instead, she ran through a list of vegetables, which she always found distracting. She could always argue with herself for a while over whether or not tomatoes counted. It was enough to calm her frazzled nerves and lull her back to sleep.