Thanks for the reviews! SO this is a longer chapter than usual! There's also another surprise visitor in this chapter that will definitely cause some drama! Enjoy this chapter! Don't forget to review! *I do not own BH90210*

Chapter 9

"Dylan, you scared me." Brenda said.

"Sorry, I just wanted to talk before Emily wakes up. Can I come in?"

"Oh yeah sure, it is your house after all." Brenda said moving aside to let Dylan in the room.

"So um what do you want to talk about?" Brenda asked sitting on the bed.

"Last night. Bren you said some things last night and I think it's about time you give me some straight answers."

"What do you mean?"

"You said you lost everything after I left."

"Oh, well I did. You know how it works. I got pregnant so I couldn't do stage acting anymore, so eventually I ran out of money, and I couldn't pay rent for my apartment."

"Yeah that part I figured out on my own, it's the other stuff you said that I can't wrap my head around."

"Like?"

"How did you lose your family in the mist of things?" Dylan asked.

Brenda's head shot down and tears began to fill her eyes. "Don't do this." Brenda thought to herself. "Don't cry on the past, stay strong and answer the question."

Dylan could see the pain in her eyes and he knew it was a sore subject. He hated seeing Brenda with so much pain in her eyes.

Dylan sat down next to Brenda and put his hand on her shoulder. "You can tell me Bren, no matter what." He whispered in her ear.

"My family turned on me when they found out I was pregnant. My father said I was a disgrace to the family, and to never talk to them again. By the time I told them I was pregnant I already lost my apartment, and had nowhere to go." Brenda softly cried.

"Oh Bren I'm so sorry." Dylan said as he pulled her to him, and embraced her in his arms.

As Brenda cried in Dylan's arms he had so many emotions running through he couldn't think straight. It still didn't make sense; the Walsh family always stood by each other no matter what, How could they turn their backs on Brenda now?

Brenda all of a sudden jumped out of Dylan's embrace. "I'm sorry Dylan, but I can't do this right now, I have to get ready for work." Brenda said as she ran off into the bathroom.

"Bren wait!" Dylan yelled as he ran after her.

Before Brenda had a chance to get all the way in the bathroom Dylan pulled her back in the hallway and pulled her back in his embrace.

"Dylan get off me!" Brenda yelled as she pulled back.

"Dylan, when are you just going to mind your own business? I can't keep doing this! I can't keep reliving these painful memories in my head! You just don't understand, you don't understand me anymore! I'm not the same Brenda I was back in high school, and I'm not the same Brenda that I was back in London! I have changed, not because I wanted to, but because I had too." Brenda yelled.

"Bren relax! I'm sorry I am making you relive painful memories, but you have to understand that I never stopped loving you, and it kills me to not know what happened to you! I know you Bren, even if you say you've changed I can still read you like a book, and I know that you're not telling me something, and whatever it is that you're not telling me is killing you inside. Please Bren just tell me what happened to you after I left London."

Brenda was now hysterical crying. How could she tell Dylan that she was sexually assaulted, and that that's how she got pregnant with Emily? Knowing Dylan he will blame himself, than Brenda pondered a hidden thought- did she blame Dylan for what happened? Brenda always told herself to stop thinking that; it wasn't Dylan's fault, it was nobody's fault.

After having a mental argument with herself Brenda was finally ready to tell Dylan.

"Dylan I was-"

"What's going on?" sleepy Emily said as she walked into the hallway finding her mother in tears.

"Emily what are you doing up so early?" Brenda asked quickly wiping the tears from her eyes.

"I heard yelling and it woke me up so I came to see what was going on. Mommy are you ok? You look like you have been crying." Emily asked as she ran to her mother and gave her a hug.

"Um yeah sweetie I'm fine. Uh I and Dylan were watching a sad movie that's why I'm crying." Brenda lied.

"Oh was that the screaming I heard too?" Emily asked totally oblivious of her mother's lie.

"Yeah the movie got pretty loud at the end, sorry to wake you up."

"It's ok I just have one question though." Emily said.

"What's that?"

"Who watches a movie at 7:00 in the morning?"

Brenda let out a small laugh and sighed as she glared at Dylan who was just standing there.

"Well if you don't mind I'm going to go back to bed, and can you keep it down I need my beauty sleep." Emily stated.

"We'll try to keep it down." Dylan said.

"Thank you." Emily said as she walked off to her room and closed the door.

Brenda let out a sigh, and then looked at her watch. "I have to get ready for work if I'm gonna make it in time." Brenda said.

"Bren what about what we just talked about." Dylan asked.

"I can't have this conversation right now."

"But we will have this conversation right?"

"Yes, but not now." Brenda kissed Dylan's cheek and headed for the bathroom. "Oh and can you do me a little favor, and in about an half hour wake Emily up, and tell her she has to get ready to go to the diner?" Brenda asked.

"Emily's going to work with you?" Dylan asked.

"Well yeah I have nowhere else to take her, and I'm not going to ask you since you just watched her last night."

"Bren it's really no problem, we actually had a lot of fun last night. I took her to the movies."

"You did really, that is so nice of you." Brenda said in a sweet tone. "What was the movie rated?" Brenda said sternly.

"Bren we saw Hannah Montana the Movie." Dylan said.

"Just checking. Ok Dylan if you want you can watch her again."

"I do." Dylan assured Brenda

"Ok just make sure she has a healthy breakfast, and also she has been having some problems with math lately, so if you could maybe get the flash cards out of her backpack and at least spend 30 minutes doing that."

"Sure, no problem. Uh what time are you getting back?"

"I have to leave the house at eight and I will probably be back around four."

"Ok go and get ready, but Bren when you get back we really have to talk."

"I know we will, but right now I have to get ready." Brenda said as she finally closed the bathroom door and took a shower.

9:00 A.M. Beach Apartment:

"Ok Em here is your breakfast." Dylan said as he served Emily's breakfast on the table.

"Thanks; Dylan can I ask you something?" Emily asked as she took a bite of her food.

"What was wrong with my mom this morning? I may be six years old, but I'm not stupid, nobody watches sad movies at seven in the morning. Plus I could recognize that it was you two who were yelling at each other." Emily said.

Dylan sighed, because he wasn't really sure what to say. Like Emily said, she was only six years old.

"Well we were just talking about grownup stuff." Dylan said.

"Mhmm sure; did it have anything to do with that Kelly girl who was here last night?" Emily asked.

"No it had nothing to do with her." Dylan assured Emily.

"Doesn't she live here?" Emily asked.

"Not anymore she doesn't, she's moving to New York."

"Are you sad about that?" Emily asked.

"No I'm not sad about it."

Emily gave Dylan a look. "Ok maybe I'm a little sad about it, but only because Kelly is an old friend and I care about her a lot." Dylan admitted.

"Can I ask you another question?" Emily asked.

"What?"

Emily ran in to her room, and ran back holding a picture in her hand. "I found this in one of the drawers in my room." Emily said handing Dylan the picture. "Is that my mommy and you with that Kelly girl?" Emily asked.

Dylan studied the picture and nodded his head.

"Who's that other guy in the picture?" Emily asked.

Dylan looked at the picture. The background was West Beverly High School. Brenda and Kelly were sitting on the grass, Dylan and Brandon had their hands on the girl's shoulders kneeling down behind them.

Dylan than realized that Emily probably doesn't know that Brandon is Brenda's brother, and her uncle.

"That's uh my best friend from high school." Dylan said.

"Oh what's his name?" Emily asked.

"Uh his name is Brandon."

"Brandon hmm I wonder if it's the same Brandon mommy was talking to a couple weeks ago." Emily wondered.

"Your mom talked to Brandon?" Dylan asked getting very curious.

"Yeah she acted kind of surprised to hear from him, but I couldn't hear the whole conversation because Uncle Willy made me leave the room."

"Did you hear any of the conversation?" Dylan asked.

"Not really, I just heard mommy yelling at him saying not to call her anymore. When I asked her about it she changed the subject. Mommy's weird like that sometimes, it's almost like she's hiding something from me." Emily said in a sad tone.

"You know Em, your mother loves you very much, and she's doing the best she can."

"I know that Dylan. She is the best mother I could ever ask for. It's just I wish sometimes I had a daddy like all my other friends." Emily sighed.

"I know how you feel, but it helps to look at what you have. You have your mom, and Uncle Willy."

"And I have you Dylan." Emily said. "If I had one wish do you want to know what it would be?" Emily asked.

"What?"

"My one wish would be that you could be my daddy." Emily said running to Dylan giving him a hug.

Dylan was speechless, he barely knew this kid and she was asking him to be her father.

Suddenly the phone rang. "Saved by the bell." Dylan thought.

"Hello." Dylan answered.

"Hey D; its Brandon!"

"B! How you've been?"

"I'm doing great. Listen D I'm flying into L.A. tomorrow, and I was wondering if you could pick me up at the airport?" Brandon asked.

"You're flying into L.A.?" Dylan asked.

"Yeah I got an interview at The Chronicle to be a reporter." Brandon answered. "So do you think you can help me out?" Brandon asked.

"Uh yeah sure I'll be there." Dylan said panicking inside.

"Great my flight lands at three o'clock LAX."

"I'll see you then."

"Thanks buddy, see you tomorrow!" Brandon said and then he hung up.

Dylan hung up the phone and placed it on the counter. He rubbed his face realizing that both Brenda and Brandon will be in L.A. at the same time, and they are obviously not on speaking terms.

"Who was that?" Emily asked.

"Nobody. Listen Em Kelly is going to be coming soon to pack up her stuff so why don't you get dressed and we'll go out." Dylan said realizing that Kelly wanted to pack up alone.

"Ok where are we going?" Emily asked.

"Uh I have to stop at the After Dark real quick to go over some stuff, and then we have to go see your mom at work."

"Why do we have to go to the diner?" Emily asked.

"I have to talk to your mom, it's really important." Dylan answered.

"Ok I'm going to go get dressed." Emily said running off into her room.

Dylan had to tell Brenda that Brandon was coming to L.A. The last thing he needed was for her to run into him. He also had to tell her what Emily said to him, about the whole dad thing. This was a conversation that he wasn't looking forward to having, but he knew it isn't possible to keep Brandon and Brenda from bumping into each other. After all, Beverly Hills isn't that big of a city.