Even Angels Fall From Heaven!

Summary: AU! Taylor is five years older than her fraternal twin sisters Brooke and Haley. But four yeas ago Taylor ran away from home leaving Brooke and Haley alone. What happens when she comes back to her sisters with a surprise?

A/N: This is my first One Tree Hill Fan Fiction so review would be nice, even if they're criticism.

A/N 2: This is rated T as later it will deal with mature issues, some coarse language and other things.

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ENJOY!

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Chapter 1! The Secret You Hid In The Night!

A young woman parked her car and got out. She stood in front of a large brick building. She knew the other women there were staring at her. She knew what they were thinking. In fact she knew everything they said about her. Small towns gossip, she knew that much, but what the other women of the town don't know is that word will always get back to her. She knows they look down on her with disgust. They all speak about her behind her back. Everyone knows the story of Taylor James, the single mother who works as a photographer and who had the police out to her house regularly once a week for a month a year or two back. Everyone knew the stories, because in small towns there are no secrets. In small towns everyone knows everyone and everyone also knows everything about everyone. Well that was the way things usually went, but no-one knew quite enough about the attractive young mother or her bright bubbling daughter.

Taylor ignored their stares and the odd whisper and watched as the doors were pushed open and a group of young girls dressed in ballet uniforms come down the steps.

"MUMMY!" one girl yelled as she ran towards her mother.

"Heya babe." Taylor said crouching down as the girl ran into her open arms; she then stood up and placed her daughter on her hip.

"How was dancing today?" she asked as she spun around with her daughter. Her daughter squealed happily.

"It was ok, Miss Lucy said I'm doing good and she said that if we do a dance at the end of the year I could be in it."

"Do you want to get some ice-cream?" Taylor asked.

"YAY! Ice-cream!" yelled her little girl. She put her daughter in the passenger's seat and got into the driver's seat herself.

"Let's go!"

"Ok little one. Ice-cream here we come!" Taylor said as they drove off. Taylor eased to a stop at a red light. She turned on the radio. The first notes of 'Taylor' by Jack Johnson came through her car's speakers

Taylor was a good girl
never one to be late
complain express ideas in her brain
Workin on the night shift
passin out the tickets
you're gonna have to pay her
if you want to park here.

Taylor shivered as the song's words washed over her. This was the story of her life almost. She knew the song off by heart and as she looked to her daughter, her beautiful ballerina she thought of the irony at the fact that mummy's little dancer was quite a little secret.


Well mommy's little dancer's
quite a little secret
workin on the streets now
never gonna keep it.
It's quite an imposition
And now she's only wishin'
That she would have listened
To the words they said.
Poor Taylor.

'Oh how well you know me Jacko.' She thought somewhat sadly. 'Poor Taylor.'

But then Taylor looked to her daughter, her beautiful little girl who at five wanted to be a ballerina who sings in front of the whole world. Taylor then realised just how wonderful her life was. As long as she had Imogene she would be alright, because Imogene was the one shinning star Taylor had left.

'Enough with the pity party Taylor Elise James.' She reprimanded herself.

After having ice-cream with her daughter Taylor decided to take Imogene shopping for the rest of the day.

Imogene skipped a few paces ahead of he mother. She was wearing her favourite new outfit that they had just brought. Taylor smiled as she watched her daughter, a shadow fell over them and Imogene stopped skipping and stayed still, causing Taylor to be at her side. The smile that had been placed on Taylor's lips seconds before vanished from her face when she saw who the shadow belonged to.

"Hello Taylor." The man standing in front of them said.

"What are you doing here?" Taylor asked, her voice was strong and confident, masking the fear she felt inside.

"I came to see you... and my daughter." The man said. Imogene looked up and the adults. She had been afraid of this man and she thought her mother was to. That was wrong hr mother wasn't afraid of anything. Ever. and why did this man say 'my daughter' she wasn't his. She didn't know him, she'd never seen him before or heard of him. Not even once. Her mother had never said anything about him. She wasn't 'his daughter'. She was her mother's.

"I'm not yours." Imogene said to the man who stood overshadowing her and her mother.

"But I'm your father." The man said smiling. His smile scared Imogene, that wasn't right. Smiles are happy, they shouldn't be scary. He crouched down to her. Imogene shook her head.

"Nope. I don't have a daddy, I have a mummy but no daddy." She said defiantly.

"But you do now. It's me." The man said.

"I don't want you." Imogene said bluntly. Young children are never known for their subtlety as they have never known the social mind games that people play.

"It seems she doesn't know any manners, what a bad mother you are." The man said standing up and looking Taylor in the eyes.

"I'll see you and my daughter around." The man said.

"She's not your daughter." Taylor said, her voice a cry of frustration and anguish. "You will stay away from us, you'll leave me and my baby alone." Taylor took Imogene's hand and they both walked in the opposite direction, ignoring the fact their car was the way they had originally been walking. Taylor would walk all the way around the world if it meant not running into that man again.

And who was this man that had this usually bold and fearless woman terrified? The answer is something Taylor hated, she hated he was Imogene's dad, or at least biologically. Her daughter was what this was all about. She hated that something so perfect could come from such a nightmare.

Taylor and Imogene reached the car and didn't see any sign of 'him'. So they got in the car and Taylor drove home trying hard to just concentrate on driving and not on the urge she had to throw up. She felt sick, physically sick, he had found her and found Imogene. He was back and seeing him brought back memories, memories that she had tried to forget, the ones that still haunt her some days.

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Please review! I have some more chapters planned but I want to get some feedback first. However if the general consensus is it's horrible I'll delete it!

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