Disclaimer: I don't own Gossip Girl, only Mia

Author's Note: Little random story i wrote hope you like it. my first gossip girl story,hope you enjoy, Mima x

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"Mia, please, please, please don't do anything stupid…when I'm gone" Andrea Hamilton looked concerning at her cheeky rebellious but smiley 14-year-old who was lounging across the sofa, flick aimlessly though her mother's fashion magazine while staring at the ceiling.

Mia Bass looked like her mother. Her dark brown hair flowed on the emerald green sofa and her chestnut eyes were looking at ceiling. Her eyes were the only part, which she shared with her father and brother. She had the same shape nose and smile, small and sweet, just like her mother. She had the shape figure as her mother, hourglass shape. She was wearing a dungarees-skirt that was denim and her Christmas jumper what her current nanny, Gisele, had made her this year, which was bright red and was made of Cashmere. Her bright red converses were swinging on the end of her heels with the laces swaying in the motion of her here legs moving in the air. Her golden locket lay onto of her jumper and sparkled by the ceiling light. Her necklace was the most important item belonging to her; the only thing her mother gave to her that had really meant something.

Mia forgot about the magazine in her hand while thinking about her mother's plea. When she was gone, Mia hadn't really thought about when her mother as gone. She knew it was coming but part of her was wishing that miraculously the doctor would burst into the room to announce it was all over and her mother was cured. She had sat in the hospital every Friday and Saturday night for the past four months waiting for her mother to die. Breast Cancer was beating her and Mia knew the most important person was leaving her. The ceiling light was blinding her but some how she didn't really notice. She had gotten use the bright lights in the top-class private hospital room for staying and sleeping on the sofa so many times.

"Mia, please I don't want you kicking up a fuss and going even more rebellious when I'm under five foot on dirt. I don't want to be looking down to see you causing hell. I love you so much I want to make sure you don't ruin everything for your future just because of me. You're a clever girl and whatever happens I want to make sure you get the grades you need to achieve what you want. I know, you don't want to live with your father in New York but he cares and loves you and I promise that before I go I will see that my baby girl has a safe and loving home. Ems please promise me you will be my angel and act like it" Andrea finished her sermon to her silent daughter who had put down the magazine and still was staring at the ceiling. At few minutes Andrea realised that Mia was still thinking.

"Ems?"

"I promise, on one condition"

"What is that?"

"Tell me one thing about dad, the most important facts. Because if I'm going to live with him I want to know what I'm letting myself in for."

Silence seemed to take over the room. Andrea was still in shock of the plea Mia had asked. She had never asked this question in her whole life, Mia had always accepted her father's business is the most important thing to him and was never going to be around long, only for dinner in restaurants, Christmas and Thanksgiving in hotel suites or his current deluxe apartments, a few parents evening if he could fit it into his schedule and short quick telephones before he had to fly away for a business meeting or something involving his Bass Empire. But now she had simple requested that she knew something about him. Andrea stared into the same brown eyes that she had stared and fallen love with all them years ago. Those seven years may have been the worse but they gave her the most beautiful daughter in the world, Emilia Andrea Bass, but went by the name of Mia and only Mia. Andrea knew she was only one who ever got away with calling her daughter Ems, her special name she was only used rarely.

Andrea knew she had to tell Mia the truth about their relationship, she was dying and time was running out. But Andrea was scared, what would Mia think of him? Would she finally see what her parents really were? She had no choice but to tell Mia the truth and let her make a verdict.

"Come here then" Andrea beckoned her daughter over who literally jumped off the sofa and sat cross-legged on the end of the bed staring at her mother interested in what she was about the say. Andrea drew breath.

"Your father is the owner of Bass Industries, he has a son Chu-"

"Mum I know these things. Dad basically owns an Empire of companies, mostly hotels; Chuck well…Chuck is my arrogant brother who is wishing I were never born. Tell me something that when I look at him, I will be proud to his daughter. Or is everything you use to say about him, true?"

"What did I say about him?" Andrea snapped her head to look at her daughter.

"I wasn't stupid, mother, I heard you rants when I was small. Close doors don't block the noise; I know dad only cares about his business and that he is not good with family life. Come on look at Chuck and me. Chuck only cares about booze, women and sex and ruining people's lives and knows dad will just look disapprovingly at him. Dad's rubbish with family, especially with Chuck, they hardly speak"

"You're no angel, young lady. Escaping for boarding school, driving a Vespa around school grounds. Pouring Champagne over some investor's son. Storming out of an engagement party. You and Chuck have your fair share. I know it's been hard with your father and me working all the time. We always gave you the best care and you always caused a fuss, those poor nannies you tortured over the years."

"That isn't our fault mother" Mia spat angrily at what her mother saying.

" I do regret what I did. I put my job first to make sure I could give you a good upbringing."

"What is the point of giving me a good upbringing when you're never around to see me grow up. I amazed you even know who I am, Mum"

"I do know you and when I…go… I'm leaving you all my money and the magazine for you when you're 18. I have provided for you future"

"You think I want to be the richest teenager? A child billionaire? Do you think I'd rather have all that money and grow up with out a mother and a no-existent father?"

"I've tried to do my best but I have never stopped loving you, and neither has your father. We both grew up wishing we had the money to live our dreams. We both wanted to make sure that you could everything we wanted we were young, especially the education. Mia, I would have sold my family to get into Hyton's Elite and now Constance Billard"

"I love you Mum, I always have and I do to Dad. But I feel like I'm going to be a stranger with my own family. Chuck hates me and Dad…well he's dad"

"Your father is hard working, harsh and powerful but what he does is because he love you and Chuck so much he wants to give you and your brother everything you want and need. It was hard for Chuck and Bart after Evelyn's death; he doesn't want to feel the pain again. That why your father isn't close, scared for losing you and feeling that pain again Chuck does not hate you, I don' know what happened between you too, you were so close. You need each other now, Promise me that you try and make your friendship with Chuck work"

"I promise mum…I'll try to make the best of everything"

They sat in silence while thinking of what had just been said. Mia moved and laid next to her mum giving her a hug. Mia was thinking, she had her time with her mother…now she had to have then next journey with her father and Chuck. She had never hardly knew the man she called Dad. She never had proper 'Daddy hugs' as Mia called them like her friends around her got. There were times when she finished boarding school, she would see girls running up to their father and jumping into their arms with love. Mia also just had a driver to pick her up, her parents too busy just to meet her one afternoon. She remembered when she eleven, after her first term at Hytons, Chuck came to meet his little sister, the only happiest time she had ever got a Hytons. Mia knew she had to make it work, to be part of a family . The two women laid on the bed in silence both reflecting on the past, the things they had never said, the outings they never went on, the promises that were broken. Mia decided to make her thoughts known.

"Mum, I'll make it work, I promise"

Andrea looked at her daughter with love a pride. Her daughter was trying to do something good. In the past seven months she had seen her daughter change from a stroppy rebellious teenager into a young lady that would make any mother proud. But Andrea was worried. How was 14-year-old little girl going to change he heartless father and brother?

"Mum, I don't want to be like the girls how only care about how much clothes they can buy with the money their parents make. I don't want to be the girl he meets in restaurants to chat… I want to be with my family. He has missed 14 years of my life…I just don't want to miss anymore. I love you so much and I want to you to be happy up there. I want my brother and Daddy back. I don't know him hardly at all and I think it will be a good time for me to get to know him." Mia looked at her mother, her eyes glistening.

"Sweetheart, I just want to make you happy and you will always make me happy, no matter what" Andrea kissed Mia's head praying that her only daughter could become part of a loving family.

"I love you Mum"

"I love you sweetheart"