LAST CHAPTER:
I yawned. Karlee was sleeping again, so oliver took her and put her back in the cradle. "Get some sleep, Miles." He said.
"I dant want to." I said, yawning again..
"SLEEP!" Oliver said at the same time as my dad. I sighed. I WAS tired. So i lay down against the pillows and looked at my babies through the glass cradles before falling in to sleepy unconscienseness.
DISCLAIMER: I'll make it simple. It aint mine.
OLIVERS POV
Well, its been 5 years. Exactly. Yesterday, It was the twins, Mine and Miley's, and Lily's and Jackson's, fifth birthday.
It had been an...interesting five years.
Both Jackson and I had to get used to being fathers to little babies.
I mean, Marissa had been easier. She was eight. I hadn't been there when she was a baby. So, Miley helped me. It was funny. But Miley was an expert. She was AMAXING with the kids, and an amazing mom.
Karlee was a beautiful little 5 year old girl. She has long wavy hair, and her blue eyes. And her amazing smile. But she had my nose! Both of the kids had brown hair, since both Miley and I did. Derek had my eyes, and mileys nose and Smile. Both of the kids where so cute and beautiful...well with Miley as their mom, how could they not be?
Miley was doing great. She still missed Marissa, so do i, and we always will. Jake Ryan had petitioned for parole...i think its 20 times now, and had not gotten it. But the lawyer said that they would eventually give it to him. But we'll face that when it comes. On the first anneversarry of her death, I gave Miley a silver locket. It was heart-shaped, and when you opened it, there was a picture of Missy on one side, and on the other a picture of the the two of them, on the outside it said Forever Missed. Miley hardly ever took it off.
Miley and I where still amazing. We where really close. I loved her so much, and i dont know what i'd do with out her. Everything was great.
MILEY'S POV
Everything was...horrible. Well, not everything. Just one thing. But i'll get to that later.
My little girl and my little boy where five now. Where did the years go? They where so cute too. I loved that SOOOOOOOOOO much.
Oliver and i where great to. I love him...so much i can't find words to describe it. I don't know what i would do with out him.
What is the horrible thing? Well...I had been raped. By one of Jake's 'henchmen'. And nobody knew. I hadn't told anyone. But i was scared as hell. But i didn't want to tell anyone.
So i kept it to myself.
One day, three weeks after the kids' birthday, Lily and I where hanging out together at mine and Oliver's house, while Jackson and Oliver took the kids to the Zoo.
The four of them where really close. Karlee and Lola where inseperable, as with Derek and Zack.
Lily and i where just lazing around...i mean hey, beig the moms of 5 year old twins WAS pretty exaughsting. so we where on the deck on lounge chairs, talking.
"I'm thinking about scheduleing a couple of concerts (i was still doing performing, just less) for next month..." I was saying, when suddenly i felt sick.
I scrambled off the chair, threw open the sliding glass door, and ran to the bathroom. I made it just in time to puke my breakfast in to the toilet.
A minute later Lily came in. "Miles, are you okay?" She asks. "Are you pregnant?"
I began crying. I hadn't even thought about that. She bends down and helps me up. I began cleaning myself up. "I dont know. But i hope not." I say softly.
"But why? I thought You and Oliver wanted more kids." She says.
I exit the bathroom. "MILEY!?" Lily calls. She follows me to the living room. "Miley whats wrong?" She asks.
I face her. "I don't want to be pregnant, because it might not be Oliver's." I say softly. She looks shocked.
"Y-You're having an affair?" She asks.
"no." I answer.
"Ummm..miley, if you arent having an afair, then how could it not be Oliver's?" She asks.
I open my mouth, then a voice from behind me says, "Yea miley, if you arent having an affair, how could it not be mine?" I turn around. Oliver is standing there, looking crushed, and angry.
"Oliver. No it isn't what you think. I'm not having an affair." I say.
"Well, then how else wouldn't it be mine?" He yells. I'm silent. He says, "I thought so, And turns to leave.
"Oliver please wait!" I call.
He whips around. "Then tell me. And it better be a damn good excuse." He yells.
I look at him, Tears streaming down my face and scream, "I WAS RAPED." Then i ask softly, "Is that good enough for you?" Then, before anyone says anything, I turn, throw open the front door, and run down the steps and in to the street. And I run. I don't know how far, or how long, or even where im going. But i run. When i am gasping for breath and can't run anymore, I collapse on to the ground. I am in the fetal positon, sobbing. I feel a breeze and the sound of the waves. i was on the beach.
I stare as my wife runs out of our house. She was raped. My baby was raped? Oh god. I'm a stupid bastard. I'm interrupted by Lily's angry voice. "Well arent you going to go after her?" She asks. With out saying anything, I I follow Miley's path out the door. I see her in the distance and i follow her. I dont know how long i follow her for, but eventually i see her fall to the ground of the beach. "MILEY?!" I call. She doesn't respond. I keep running to her. She is in the fetal position, sobbing. I drop to the ground beside her. I pull her up and in to my lap, and put my arms around her. I stroke her hair and rub her back as she cries in to my chest. "Miley baby, I'm so sorry." I whisper. After about 30 minutes, she stops. I contine strocking her hair.
When she looks up, she looks like crap. Her make-up is running down her face, her face is all red and blotchy, and her eyes are swollen and puffy. She looks like crap, but she is still beautiful. She makes to get up, but i pull her closer to me. "Why didn't you tell me?" I ask softly.
When she speaks, her voice is soft. "I dont know. I was scared. I was scared Ollie. He hurt me, so much. It was horrible and horrifying. I wanted to forget." She says.
I wanted to kill whoever had done thins to her. I wanted to watch woth satisfaction as he suffered and died. Because he had hurt Miley. My miley. My baby.
"I'm so sorry baby, so sorry." I whisper.
She lays her head against my chest. "What if it isn't yours?" she asks softly.
"We'll deal with that if we have to, Mile. We don't even know if your pregnant." I say.
"Oh i am." She says.
"How do you know?" She asks.
"Well, because i never get sick like that unless i'm pregnant, and right now, i want chocolate covered pickles." She says.
I chuckle, and pull her closer. "Well then, we'll get thru this together, Miles. I love you. Mor ethan anything. It will all be okay." I say. She looks up, and i kiss her. "D-do you know who it was?" I ask.
She is silent for a minute before answering, "Josh. You know the guy i dated in eigth grade? He is Jake's best friend." She says softly.
I'm going to kill him. As if reading my mind, Miley says, "I don't want any one to know, Oliver. Please don't tell anyone." She says.
"Miley, I can't promise you that. I want to hurt this guy. He hurt you. I can't let that go." I say
She turns and looks me in the eye. "Ollie, please. I cant go thru court and all that. Please. Promise me." She says.
"Fine," I say reluctantly.
"Thank you." She says, And kisses me. We are interrupted when my phone rings. I answer it, "Hello?"
"Oliver?!" Lily's voice says. "Did you find miley?" She asks, frantic.
"Yes Lily. I'm with her right now." I say.
"Is she okay?" she asks.
"Yea. Shes okay. But...she doesn't want us to tell anyone." I Say. "So tell Jackson he cant tell anybody."
"Oliver. She needs to tell some one." She says.
"Lils, She doen't want to. I wanna kill this guy, but she doesn't want to. So we arent. It is what Miley wants." I say.
She sighs. Then says, "Fine. I called Mileys doctor and she has and appointment in an hour. I'll watch the kids. Jackson is comming to get you...where are you guys?"
"Were at the beach. We'll meet him near Ricos'," I say. We talk some more, then hang up. Miley and i get up and begin our trek to Ricos'.
When we get there, Jackson is leaning against his car, waiting.
When we walk up, he hugs miley. "Are you okay?" He asks.
"Yea, Jackson. I'm fine. Lets go." She says.
I get in to the back with her. 20 minutes later, She is laying on the bed with the blue gel crap on her stomach. He rubs the little instumrnt thing around.
"Well, Miley. It looks like your about a month and a half pregnant." He says.
"Oh..." she says.
"Doctor, we'd like you to preform aminocentisis." I say. I know It would kill miley if she didn't know if it was mine or the bastards baby.
"Of course, Mr. Oaken. Any particular reason?" She asks.
I know that since shes a doctor, she cant tell anyone because if she does we can sue her to kingom come, so i look at miley. She gives a nod, so i say, "We want a DNA test. Miley was raped, and we want to know if it is his baby. "I say.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Mrs. Oaken. Would you like me to call the police for you?"
"NO!" Miley exclaims.
"Well...i'll go get the neddle to do that.." he says, and leaves.
I lace my fingers through mileys. "I really am terrified of neddles," She whispers.
I tucka strand of her hair behind her ear and lean down and kiss her forhead. "I know. But i'll stay right here with you." I say.
The doctor comes back with the BIG neddle. Miley lets out a whimper when she sees it. I caress her hand. "Just look at me." I say. She does, and she stares at me the whole time, only akowedgeing the needle by letting out a small sob when it pierces her skin, and gripping my hand harder.
When the doctor is done, he takes blood from Miley then me. "Okay. I'll send these to the lab. I call you with the results. It should be by next week." He says. We nod and thank him, then go out to JAckson. We go home and wait.
MILEYS POV
I am carrying Karlee to the kitchen four days later when the phone rings. I pick it up. "Hello?"
"Hi, Miley. Its Doctor Kent."
"Hi. Do you have the results?" I ask.
"Yes. The baby is..."
CLIFF HANGER!!!
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--JEEEEEEEEEEN