Disclaimer: I don't own anything, Credit Mark Schwahn

I think about that last dance every single day. It has been five years since we had curled together, our feet barely moving to the music. It was Nathan and Haley's wedding day, again, and we were so broken, I was so broken. His actions broke me. That day was the last time we kissed. I mean yes we have kissed since then, a peck on the cheek, a brush of the lips. But nothing so soft and beautifully broken as that last kiss.

That day I had not only lost my boyfriend but my best friend. Lucas didn't understand, he still doesn't understand that it was so much more than a kiss. It was the meaning behind the kiss, it was the lies and the betrayal. It was their excuse that it meant nothing, yet I would had been able to breathe a little easier if they hadn't betrayed me over "nothing". If this life changing moment had to happen, I desperately wanted it to be something.

When I think of that day I wonder if things could have been different. If Lucas had understood my disappointment and pain maybe we wouldn't have broken up, if it weren't for all the accident and all the drama surrounding it would have been easier to work through our mess of a relationship. If I had told him the truth sooner would he have stayed with me, emotionally and physically, or would we still had drifted apart. Would we still be this broken family, requesting holiday visits, awkward drop offs and constant explanations as to why mommy and daddy don't love each other anymore.

When I look in those pretty blue eyes they desperately make me want to confess my true feelings. Those eyes that make me want to scream out that I still love that boy that I danced with all those years ago. And every day when I look into to those beautiful blue eyes, it breaks me, yet I never want to look away. Because those eyes are the only thing I have left of him, he is no longer my boy. But she is my girl, she is our girl, and I love those eyes.

Her name is Shiloh Alexis Davis Scott. But when my mother is forced to acknowledge her it is Shiloh Davis, short and sweet. She explains to the public that she is a mistake that all teenage girls can learn from, how her naïve teenage daughter stepped into the big bad world of alcohol and sex, just once (yeah right) and Shiloh was the result. To the public I picked the name Shiloh because it was a biblical name, and after my brush with teen pregnancy I wanted religion to redeem myself. Or so my mother says. There is no Alexis, because according to Victoria that is a stripper name, and Scott is not spoken as 

her last name because even after all these years she doesn't want the father revealed. And the few times she does speak of her wonderful granddaughter I want to scream. I want to tell her to stop fucking lying. To stop lying about the most innocent and pure person I know. Because even if her name and my story don't have all the after school special effect, that Victoria would like it to, it is still her name. It is the name I picked for the reasons I picked it. And someday when I overcome my fear of standing up to her, I will tell the world the true meaning behind Shiloh's name. No matter how juvenile that may be, and no matter how childish the true meaning is. But isn't that how it should be? I'm still young, and when I had Shiloh I was a child. So it should be fine that Shiloh is named after Brangelina's little girl, and I would love to tell them that Alexis is the name I always wanted to have…..If I was a stripper. And god dammit her last name is Scott, her father is Lucas Scott, and I wish the world would know because there is no shame for her to have Lucas as a father.

But I have finally reached my breaking point. I am tired of living in the city that never sleeps. And I am tired of being away from my family, my real family. Rachel drove down to Tree Hill last week. She borrowed a truck from one of the random men that she sleeps with and took down most of our stuff. The only thing left is two suitcases and two carryon bags. I want this move to be quick, easy and unknown. Shiloh and I are catching a flight 12:00pm tonight.

And honestly I have only been this scared two other times in my life; when the test read "positive" and when I moved to New York five days after graduation. But now I'm returning to the town I ran from with the child I ran with. To face all the people I disappointed and abandoned, to face Lucas.

We finally make it to the airport, our flight has been delayed; three times. I take this as a sign; some cosmic force has come to tell me that New York is where I should be. And that nothing but trouble can come from my return home, I am almost ready to leave. Grab Shiloh and make a mad dash out of the terminal, out of the airport, back to the security of my apartment.

But I look at her and I haven't seen her this excited in so long and I know why, she is going to get to see her daddy. He is all she has been talking about for a week, he is the only name that rolled off her tongue on the drive to the airport. And when she looks up at me, it is almost like she can read my mind because she smiles. Her big toothless smile and tells me that everything will be fine.

I chuckle at the mature role she has taken in all of this. I tell her that of course it will, and muster the biggest smile that I can. This obviously reassures her because she instantly starts talking about her daddy once again. I sigh and nod along as she speaks. Enjoying just listening to her Minnie mouse voice, full of excitement.

By the time she has finished talking, it is time to board the plane. Taking Shiloh's hand I lead her towards the passage way to the plane. Handing the woman our ticket, I take a deep breath, glancing behind me, realizing that this is the end of life I have known for five years. The only life my daughter has ever 

known. I feel a tug at my hand and look down to see my daughter impatiently waiting for me to move forward.

And now our new life begins.

AN: Okay so this was a little slow, and a little wordy. But I promise it will get better. This is just the introduction, hopefully the next update will be longer. And we will get some more characters thrown in.

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