A/n: Sequal to Diamond In The Rough. IN MEMORY OF MY FRIEND AKIANA. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH RIP.

Summary: Chase and Zoey are seperated. Diamond and Logan are on the rocks. The kids, now teenagers, are fighting to keep everyone happy.

Chapter 1:

Midnight-Melody had always been the girly one. Strutting up the red carpet she blew kisses, flicked her hair and span. Her identical twin sister, Angel-Harmony walked close behind. The cameras flashed and Midnight-Melody showed off. She twirled. Angel-Harmony however was quiet as a mouse. She smiled for the flashes but didn't revel in the attention. The two were mini superstars. And where as Midnight-Melody, giggling her head off, loved it. Angel-Harmony couldn't have cared any less. The pair's mutual friend, Dylan Matthews was not a celebrity, and he seemed perfectly happy. Sometimes Angel-Harmony wished she could've been Dylan's sister and not a relative of the Clarke's.

Diamond Clarke blew her audience a kiss and laid her head on her husbands shoulder. He smiled and gave a wave and lead her in. Angel-Harmony loved events like like. The twins rarely got to spend time with their mother. Diamond Clarke was a huge celebrity and the twins lived with their father most of the time while Diamond disappeared on tours. She could sometimes be gone for months on end. Midnight-Melody was smarter than her twin and knew that things between the parents were rough. Where as they smiled and kissed in public, the two barely talked. When Diamond showed up after a wild excursion the two would sometimes disappear to their room for hours. As Midnight-Melody so crudely put it
"There's a big difference between sex and love."

Dylan Matthews was 13. Normally when he was upset, he'd call his best friend Angel, but she was at a movie premiere of her mom's. It sucked. His parents were in the kitchen at the coffee table, discussing things. His dad had shown up with the divorce papers. Whereas Zoey and Chase hadn't lived together for over a year, divorce seemed too final. Dylan wished it could all stay the same.

"We're doing the right thing, right Zo?" Chase asked, pushing his hair back.
"Course." Zoey said reaching for a pen. She scrawled a loopy 'Zoey' and then hesitated. "Wait, do I sign it Brooks or Matthews?"
"I guess Brooks." He shrugged. "Wait, under 'reason' what do I put? Mutual agreement?" Filling out forms was not his strong point.
"Mutual agreement?" Zoey laughed bitterly. "I hardly call you sleeping around mutual agreement!"
"THAT WAS ONE TIME LIKE 18 MONTHS AGO!" He complained.
"WHILE WE WERE MARRIED!" She howled.
"AND I TOLD YOU IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!"

Dyland tried to ignore the yelling and turned the volume on his portable CD player up. Mom had gotten him it two christmasses ago, the first christmas after dad left. Since then Zoey had had to work very hard to manage to support herself, and Dylan lived between homes. He tended to live with his mom for two weeks and his dad for two weeks.
"BECAUSE OH YEAH YOU JUST MATERIALISED IN HER BED AND THOUGHT SHE WAS ME!"
"SHUT UP!" He yelled. She burst into tears."I'M NOT ARGUING WITH YOU ANYMORE!"
"Look at us Chase." She said tearfully.
"I know." He sighed softly. "Thought we'd last forever." Zoey gave a sad nod, then handed him the pen. He etched 'Chase Matthews' underneath her name. And in the 'reason' box he marked 'infidelity'. He folded the papers in half and put them in the envelope. He sealed it. She stood up and wiped her eyes giving her 'husband' a hug.

Despite being seperated the two had remained civil to one another. Chase hugged her softly, rubbing her back. They often had huge rows, but they usually remained civil, for Dylan's sake. Letting her go he turned away and crossed into the living room. He ruffled his sons hair.
"Pick you up at 6 tomorrow yeah." Dylan didn't take his headphones off and just glared at his father. Chase sighed. Zoey wrung her hands.
"Dylan say goodbye to your father." She said. Dylan glared at his mother aswell. Zoey gave a hefty sigh. "Chase you'd better go."
"Yeah." He nodded. "Bye you two." He left and Zoey bit her lip.
"Dylan?" She asked cautiously. Dylan looked up at his mom and tried not to cry. She sank down beside him on the sofa and wrapped her arms around him.
"It's over." He said. Zoey nodded.
"Over."

Midnight laughed and threw herself onto the couch. Angel's phone rang.
"Hey Dyl... calm down, ok shh." She disappeared into the next room, talking on the phone. Midnight was bored. Their parents had disappeared upstairs, and there was nothing good on TV. She had changed out of her very expensive dress and into her black silk PJ's. They went well with her black hair and dark eyes. It was their thing, that Midnight wore black and Angel wore white. She tapped her foot on the carpet.
"Yo Dana. When you're ready. Hot cocoa." The girls had a personal maid. A relaxed young spanish woman who looked aged beyond her years. She sighed and headed into the kitchen. Midnight could be very bossy.

"Hold on Dyl." Angel said covering the phone."You don't have to do everything for her."
"I like to." Dana said with a smile. She loved working for the Clarke's. Even though Midnight bossed her around a lot, she was generally a nice kid. Angel was lovely. Diamond was nice when she was around and Logan was fun, if a little too flirty some nights.
"If you say so." Angel went back to her phone conversation.

"Dyl babe don't cry." She reassured. Dylan was a little over a year younger than them and they were close enough to be siblings, he was the baby. His mother and father usually babied him and Midnight and Dana babied him when he came over. Angel treated him however, like an equal. He loved that about her.
"Why're they doing this to me!" He demanded. "They're awful! I hate them!" He cried.
"Chillax Dyl. Look. They love you. And you love them they just... they don't love each other."
"They should. I see it in their eyes Angel. He's so sorry for what he did and mom won't listen."
"He hurt her Dyl!"
"He never touched her!" Dyl screeched misunderstanding.
"No babe. I mean when he slept with Lacy." Lacy wasn't the girl's real name, it was a nickname, because she always wore lacy underwear and it was always on show.

"I hate her." Dylan sniffed.
"Who... Lacy or your mom?"
"Both of them." He muttered. "She oughta forgive him."
"Would you? Dylan. Your mom gave her heart to your dad. My dad says he was her first. She gave him her heart, her virginity, and she helped him raise a wonderful kid... and he spat it in her face. He had a beautiful wife at home, and he slept with the neighbourhood slut, who was underage. I'm with your mom on this one. If they can divorce and stay friends."
"I don't want them to be friends. I want my dad to move back in with us. I want them to cuddle on the couch while she squeaks at the scary bits in your mom's movies." Dana placed a hot chocolate infront of Angel who smiled broadly and hugged the maid.

"Listen. My parents are as screwed up as yours. They just stay together for publicity..." She paused. "And the sex. Midnight thinks I don't understand that but I do. You should be thankful that they're friends."
"Angel?" Dylan asked eventually, wiping his eyes on his sleeve. "Thanks."
"Course. Love ya babe." It was the way the two had grown up speaking. The twins always kissed strangers and said the L word and the B word.
"You too. Night."
"Night." Angel hung up her silver cell phone and sipped her hot chocolate. She did feel sorry for Dylan.

Chase sighed.
"Sure I can't change his mind?"
"He won't leave his room." Zoey said sadly. "I'd pay for his ticket but... we're a bit..." She felt awkward admitting to Chase that she and her son were broke.
"Ugh. What're we doing Zo!" He growled. "We're warping him."
"We are not!" She snapped. "look, divorce is hard on kids ok. He'll get over it."
"We're asking him to choose."
"We are not!"
"We are too! And what about next year huh? When he's at high school. The nearest school's ages away from me! How'm I supposed to get access?" He demanded.
"OH FOR GOODNESS SAKES! YOU THINK HE LIKES ME BETTER THAN YOU! HE DOESN'T EVEN TALK TO ME!" She screamed. "HE BLAMES ME FOR WHAT HAPPENED WITH YOU AND YOUR FLOOZY."
"FOR THE LAST FREAKIN TIME! IT WAS ONE TIME!" Chase was very mad.
"WHILE WE WERE MARRIED!" She howled. It was the automatic response.

"YOU KNOW SOMETHING I DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO THIS!" He roared.
"TOO RIGHT THIS IS MY HOUSE GET LOST!"
"NOT WITHOUT DYLAN!"
"IT'S NOT EVEN YOUR TURN!" Zoey cried. Dylan had been going to the game with him as a treat. "AND IF HE DOESN'T WANT TO GO YOU CAN'T FORCE HIM."
"YOU'RE TURNING THAT KID AGAINST ME ZO!"
"WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP!" Dylan yelled.

"All I ever wanted Chase, was to stay with you. You ruined that. And I'm trying to raise our kid as best I can without screwing him up. You're NOT making this easy."
"And I wanted to stay with you."
"THEN WHY WERE YOU SCREWING LACY!"
"It was a one time thing!"
"While we were married."
"Play a new song would ya! Zoey I apologised to you."
"Apology doesn't make it better." She muttered
"I came to you on my knees Brooks. I begged for forgiveness." Zoey cringed at the memory. "How sorry do I have to be!"
"I can't forgive you Chase. She was 15."
"And if she'd been 27 it'd have been the exact same story Zo. So don't use age as an excuse."

"Look. Dylan's not coming. I don't want to talk to you. Please leave."
"Fine!" Chase stepped to Zoey. He pushed her lightly against the wall, very careful not to hurt her.
"I STILL love you Zo. Even after all the crap you've pulled."
"I pulled!" She screamed in his face.
"Yeah. And if you ever decide to accept my apology, and let me near my kid when I want... I'm right here." he kissed her quite deeply and forcefully. She cried out in anguish. She hated it when he did that.
"Just go." He let her go.
"Fine, whatever!" He left, slamming the door. Zoey sank down the wall and pulled her knees up to her chest. Dylan bounded down the stairs. He kissed his mom's forehead.
"I'll be back tomorrow morning mom." He promised. he grabbed his jacket. "Hey dad wait up!"

"Your mom said you weren't coming." Chase said sliding a stick of gum into his mouth.
"I changed my mind...I can't stand it there." He sighed. Chase raised his eyebrows quizzically at his son.
"You wanna come live with me?"
"I only hate it when she cries." he said quickly, not wanting to show favouritism. Chase sighed.
"You understand I love her very much right?"
"Yeah." Dylan nodded and looked up at his dad. "So... why DID you sleep with Lacy? If you love mom so much?"
"I... I dunno. I barely even remember it." he sighed. "Some kid, flaunting her stuff... she kissed me and... I pushed her off but... she... I dunno. Somehow I ended up in bed with her. Stuff happens." Chase sighed again. "I shouldn't be talking about this with you. You're too young."

"Dad I know what sex is." He grumbled.
"Yeah well..." Chase bit his lip. "You remember that night right?"
"Yeah. I remember you both cried a lot."

Chase felt sick with himself. He pushed open his front door. His head was spinning. The clock struck ten as he walked into the living room.
"Hey." Zoey said smiling broadly at him. Their son curled on the carpet doing his homework. (Having, as most preteens do, left his homework til the very last second) She stood up and crossed to him. She kissed him softly and played with his hair absently. "What's wrong?" She questioned. Dylan looked up.
"Zo... I love you." He said, wrapping his arms around her, cuddling her close. Dylan rolled his eyes. He hated the mushy stuff. Zoey felt something wrong though.
"Chase... You're scaring me. What's wrong?" She asked again. Positively shaking.
"Zoey... I've done something SO awful."
"Oh god..." Zoey said terrified. "Dylan go to bed."
"But mom..."
"Go to bed." Chase ordered. Dylan stood and disappeared into the corridor. His parents NEVER fought. He spied on them around the door.

"Chase?" She questioned in confusion.
"Zo... sit down?" Shaking, Zoey took her seat. He bent on the floor infront of her, on both knees. He took her hands and kissed them.
"Chase tell me..." She asked nervously.
"Know that I love you and it was an accident and..." He was gabbling. he broke off and kissed his wife very softly before resuming the kneeling position.
"Oh god Chase what've you done?" She cried.
"I... Zoey I..."
"Did you run over Lance?" Lance was their beautiful tomcat who adored Zoey to pieces. "Because I'll forgive you Chase..."
"No Zoey you won't forgive me for this..."
"Did you run over a person?" She questioned fearfully. He shook his head, barely able to find the words. "You killed someone?" She asked worriedly. He shook his head again.

"Then what?" She asked her voice quavering.
"I slept with someone else." He breathed. Zoey's crying and shaking stopped. She looked almost relaxed but he could tell she was hurt. "Baby I never EVER meant to hurt you it was an accident it won't happen again..." her eyes were hollow and stared straight ahead.
"Who is she?" Zoey asked softly, not looking her husband in the eye.
"Does it matter?" He asked in slight distress.
"Who?" She asked again.
"Nobody." He dismissed it trying to veer her back on subject.
"Well she's obviously somebody. What's her name?" Chase thought hard. She didn't even seem to have a real name.
"I don't know it." He whispered.
"That's nice." She said calmly. "Throw away our marriage on some floozy without a name."

"No. No Zoey please. I haven't thrown it away please. Forgive me." He begged clutching at her hands and laying his head in her lap unashamed to cry. "I love you. Lacy meant nothing."
"I thought you said you didn't know her name." She said snatching her hands away.
"Lacy's not her real name." He said dejectedly staring at his wife. "I love you SOOO much and I'm an idiot."
"Wait... Lacy... down the street Lacy?" Zoey asked putting two and two together. Chase nodded. "SHE'S LIKE ELEVEN!" Zoey screeched looking at her husband thoroughly sickened.
"She's 15." he muttered knowing that didn't make it much better.
"SHE'S UNDERAGE!" Zoey wailed. "SHE'S ONLY A LITTLE OLDER THAN DYLAN! Oh god Chase Oh GOD!" The tears came now, thick and fast. "Get out."
"No Zoey please. ANYTHING." He pleaded with her. "Anything but that. I'll never EVER do it again. I love you."
"I CAN'T EVEN LOOK AT YOU RIGHT NOW!" She howled.
"Right now?" He asked almost hopefully."In a few days maybe?" He begged.

"Just leave." She whispered. He sighed.
"I'll come back in a few days." He suggested.
"No. You won't. I never wanna see you again." She choked on her words.
"I'll need to see Dylan. And pick up my clothes and stuff." He said unable to believe this.
"Fine, see you on Monday." He nodded. He straightened up a little and kissed her lovingly.
"I love you." She let out a cry of anguish, unable to picture her husbands lips on another girls body. Lest of all an underage girl. "So much. I never meant to hurt you." And with that he left.

"You leaving dad?"
"I thought we told you to go to bed." Chase said distractedly, confused at seeing his son in the hall.
"You did. Are you leaving?"
"Yeah. Hopefully just for a little while." He ruffled his son's hair. Dylan was not impressed and hurried in to comfort his distraught mother.

"Yeah we both cried a lot." Chase agreed sadly. "I didn't want to leave."
"She didn't WANT you to leave. She said she did but.. I still see it in her eyes now. She looks at your chair or your side of the bed and suddenly starts crying."
"I know." He said. "I've seen her too. When she thinks I'm not watching or listening she'll look at me or say the L word. But I hurt her too bad Dyl. She can never forgive it."
"Well... she should." Dylan said sourly.
"Hey Gorgeous." She cooed removing her coat. "The kids in bed?" Logan looked at his wife with the mischeivous glint in her eyes.
"Yes..." He said. She stepped to him and kissed him deeply moaning softly into his mouth she stroked his hair gently. He smiled softly at her. "I miss you." He said kissing her again.
"Take this upstairs?" Diamond suggested.
"Are we doing the right thing?" He asked worriedly. "Not telling the girls?"
"I'm only in town for a few hours they're in bed and I'll be gone before they wake up." She whined. "I wanna spend some quality time with my husband." Logan didn't care to point out that a few hours in the bedroom hardly classed as 'quality time'. He picked her up bridal style at which she giggled and he carried her up the stairs.

"I feel bad for Dyl." Angel said, sat up beside her sister in bed. There were hundreds of rooms in the house, but the two prefered to share a room and on nights if one was upset they often stayed up in the same bed having a gossip.
"He oughta suck it up and get over it. They split up ages ago."
"But it's all coming to a..." The noises from their parents room interupted them. Both girls cringed.
"You think mom could be ANY louder." Midnight asked sounding disgusted.
"I can't believe she didn't tell us she was coming home." Angel said sounding disappointed in her mother.

The two tried to continue their conversation but the noises from next door were becoming unbearably loud.
"They're gonna warp us." Midnight seethed. "Teenage girls should NOT have to hear their parents doing... it." She shuddered. Angel sighed and was about to knock on the adjoining wall when they both heard their dad yell something that made their blood run cold. Instead of shouting their mothers name in a moment of passion he unmistakably called the name of their maid.
"Dana!"

A/n: Uh oh. Logan's having an affair with the maid? Well... he's not but... hehe. Nobody ever told the twins.Poor Zoey. For the record Chase isn't perverted. Lacy was 15 Chase was 27. I know it's bad but it's not THAT bad. Plus he was provoked (You find out later)
RIP AKIANA