Author's Note: I made a mistake! It's about how old Lilly, Oliver, Miley, and Jake are. In "5 Years Later" they were all 23 and I forgot about the last chapter that took place 5 years later. In that chapter, they were 28 years old. So in this story their 38 years old!
Stupid me! I didn't tell you what we all look like! I'll start with me first. I have most of my mom features except for my eyes, their my dad's. When I was little, I was the spitting image of my mom. But now, I look like my own self and not my mom. Luke has brown hair like my dad, my mom's eyes and nose, and he has my dad's mouth. He doesn't completely look like either one of my parents. Lola has the best hair color out of all the kids. Her hair is light brown, but with natural blonde highlights. Her features are a mix of my parents.
On to the Ryans. Leslie would look like Aunt Miley did as Hannah Montana did when she was 15 if it wasn't for her eyes and mouth. She has long blonde hair, like Hannah's, because of Uncle Jake. She has Uncle Jake's eyes and mouth. Carson has brown curly hair, Aunt Miley's eyes and mouth, and Uncle Jake's nose. That's pretty much it for everyone.
That night, I was sitting in my room reading a magazine. I was still mad that Aunt Miley and Uncle Jake are thinking about getting a divorce. Suddenly, my phone started ringing.
"Hello?"
"Bee? It's Leslie. Can you come over?" Leslie asked sounding sad.
"Yeah. What's wrong?" I asked.
"My parents are fighting again."
"I'll be right over." I said before hanging up.
I got up and went downstairs.
"I'm going out." I said.
"Where?" dad asked.
"Out." I said.
"Would you tell me where?" dad asked.
"No." I said.
"Why?" dad asked.
"Because." I said.
"Oliver, let it be. She doesn't want to tell us." mom said.
"Fine. Just don't do anything bad." dad said.
"I won't. Promise." I said.
I walked out of my house and got in my car. Leslie needed me. We were like sisters. That's how close we are. I soon arrive at their mansion. It was bigger than my house. (Even if my dad is a soccer star.) I got the spare key and let myself in. The first thing I heard was screaming. I walked upstairs to Leslie's room. When I opened the door, Leslie said.
"Bridget!"
She gave me a hug.
We sat back on her bed.
"How's Carson doing?" I asked.
"She's sleeping. I put some Hannah music on, so she wouldn't hear." Leslie told me.
"You're a good big sister." I said.
Leslie smiled.
Suddenly, we heard something break in the kitchen.
"Oh look what you did! You made me drop a plate!" Aunt Miley yelled.
"Well, maybe if you would stop washing dishes that would have not happen!" Uncle Jake yelled.
"I've been trying to wash the dishes since dinner ended, which was an hour!" Aunt Miley yelled.
"After dinner, I put Carson to bed. I could tell they were going to fight." Leslie said.
"They've been fighting for an hour?" I asked.
Leslie nodded.
"Jake, you know what I did today?" Aunt Miley yelled.
"What?" Jake screamed.
"I picked up the divorce papers!" Aunt Miley yelled.
"Good!" Uncle Jake yelled.
Leslie and I both started crying. How could they get a divorce. They were so happy at their wedding. They've been married for 15 years!
"Jake, where are you going?" Aunt Miley yelled.
"I'm leaving!" Uncle Jake yelled.
"To where?" Aunt Miley yelled.
"To a friend's house!" Uncle Jake yelled.
"Which friend?" Aunt Miley yelled.
"It's not Mikayla. That's all I'm saying." Uncle Jake yelled.
"Fine! Leave! We need a break!" Aunt Miley yelled.
Leslie and I heard the front door slam. Then we heard some sobs.
"Let's go downstairs." I said.
Leslie nodded and we went downstairs.
Aunt Miley was at the sink washing dishes. She was crying.
"Mom?" Leslie asked.
Aunt Miley turned around.
"Hey Honey. Bridget? What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Leslie wanted me to come over." I said.
"We heard you and dad fighting." Leslie said.
"So you know your father left." Aunt Miley said as she finished washing dishes.
"Where did he go?" Leslie asked.
"I don't know." Aunt Miley said as she poured herself a glass of red wine.
We all sat down at the kitchen table.
"Bridget, do your parents know you're here?" Aunt Miley asked.
"No. I just said I was going out." I told her.
"I wish Jake and I could be like your parents." Aunt Miley said.
I smiled.
"I'll call and say you're here." Aunt Miley said.
"Tell them I'm staying over." I said.
Leslie smiled at me.
Aunt Miley dialed my house phone.
"Lilly?...Bridget is here, she's staying over...yes she's fine...yeah I'm fine too...ok bye!"
"She's ok with it." Aunt Miley said.
"Aunt Miley, how can you and Uncle Jake be unhappy? I remember how happy you two at your wedding." I said.
"People change." Aunt Miley said.
"What am I going to tell Carson?" Aunt Miley said.
"Just say you and dad are having problems." Leslie said.
I looked at Aunt Miley. I was hoping that everything would work out.