Miley's P.O.V.

Why did you leave? Did you not know I need you? Did you not know you were all I had? Mom's gone, dad's gone, heck, even Hannah is gone. You were all I had after the accident that killed dad. But it did more than that. It killed Hannah too. At first she was fine. But all to quickly she realized how many songs were because of dad.

I've quit Hannah act entirely, she's disappeared off the map. Lilly and Oliver act differently around me, and no one brings up you anymore. You haven't wrote for weeks and I haven't had a call or text from you in months. Am I really that big of disappointment? I need you more than ever, but you're not here.

I'm sorry about all the names I called you, all the times I crashed your plans, stole all of the attention, and ruined the one time you found someone who really loved you. I just need you back. I need my big brother.

I've started thinking about suicide. About who would miss me if I was gone. And right now I'm not sure even you would. I've always been a nuisance. A glory hog. I just want it all to end.

I'm so sorry for everything I put you through. I don't know if you'll get this, or if you do, if you'll read it, but I miss you so much Jackson. Please come home or at least call soon.

Love your sister, Miley

I sealed the letter, addressed it, and put on a stamp. Kissing it, I prayed he would get it. It could be the last one. I threw it in the mailbox and made my way back the house. Flopping on the couch, I wondered why I continued to do this. He rarely wrote back. The last time I got a letter was six months ago. He texted me a good morning and how are you doing text four months ago. I had responded with that I was okay, and I missed him, but never got something back. I wrote him a letter every two weeks. I was always along the lines of I miss you. I didn't know that him going to collage meant he would never talk to me again.

I hear the mail truck pull up, and sigh. Another letter was gone. Waiting for five minutes, I went to go get the mail that had been left. There were two things. A piece of junk mail, and a letter from Jackson. Dropping the junk mail and racing in the house, she torn open the envelope. Her heart pounded as she slid the letter out and unfolded it. Taking a deep breath she started to read it.

Dear Miley,

Thank you so much for your letters. It makes me feel really good knowing there is still someone who misses me there. I miss you so much, and can't wait to see you again.

Speaking of seeing you again, I'm coming home for the whole month of December. I've saved up almost a month and a half of break, and thought it would be a good time to come see you again, as it's been far to long.

Sorry about not writing more. I've been super busy and haven't even had time for a simple phone call. Heck, I've not called, wrote, or talked to anyone other than my teachers for a long time. Though I should do it more often for you.

How's the Hannah act coming? There's been a few news headlines I've seen that says she's disappeared. I know losing dad was tough on you, it was extremely hard on me, but what would he say if he saw you just giving up? Try to get back into the swing of things okay? Just for me?

Okay, I have to go. I'll try to write again soon if I don't see you before that. Also, I got a new phone number as there was someone else who kept using it. Here's the new one, (890)537-8789. Love you lots Miles.

Your bro, Jackson

A small smile spread across my face. Maybe things would be a little better now that Jackson was coming home for a little. Yawning, i grabbed a blanket off the back of the chair, and fell asleep, a small piece of me reinsured.


Hey guys! First Hannah Montana story! This is just a story I thought up. Hope you enjoyed and please review!

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