A/N: I'm sorry for the long wait on this chapter! I've just had serious writer's block with this! I might try and end this soon...I'm not sure yet! But for now I hope you enjoy this chapter! R&R!

Chapter 21:

The year was finally over and I was looking forward to spending the summer with my amazing boyfriend and best friend. Nick had just dropped me off at home from the last day and I dropped my backpack and saw my dad and mom sitting at the table. "Hi honey." My dad smiled nervously.

"What is she doing here?" I crossed my arms over my chest.

"We were just finalizing our divorce. You're mother's getting married." My dad tried his hardest to sound happy but I could see he was hurting.

"I give it a year before she cheats on him." I muttered, walking toward my room.

"Was that necessary?" My dad asked grabbing my arm.

"She deserves this, Dad. She cheated on you and now she's going to marry the guy. I know this is hurting you and I don't like seeing you hurt. You deserve to be happy."

He pulled me into a tight hug and looked at me. "She still is your mom. Can you try being just a little bit nicer to her?" My dad begged.

"I never see her so it doesn't matter."

My dad scratched his neck nervously. "About that…"

"Please don't tell me you're going to make me start seeing her more." I groaned.

"If you don't she'll take me to court. It would just be better for us to work something out so we can both save money."

"She threatened you with court? Unbelievable! Actually, I take that back. It's totally believable."

"She's just asking that you at least come to her wedding as a start. She wants you to be a bridesmaid."

My jaw dropped. "You're kidding me right? There is absolutely no way that I am going to be in her wedding! Fine, I'll go if I have to but being in it is pushing it."

My dad sighed. "Then you can tell her that." He said walking to his room and closing the door.

I walked back out to the living room where my mom was still sitting at the table. "You're a real piece of work, you know that?" I said crossing my arms over my chest. "You would really take dad to court just to force me back into your life again? It isn't his fault I want nothing to do with you."

"You gave him another chance!" My mom yelled, standing up. "Why can't you do the same for your father used to be a drunk and you quickly forgave him for that?"

I stepped closer to her so I was inches from her face. "He made an effort. You didn't. You continued to screw around behind his back. He proved himself. That's more than I can say for you." I spat.

"I'm making an effort now. I deserve to be treated with respect. I am still your mother."

"I'll go to your stupid wedding but there is no way in hell I'll be in the wedding supporting you." I turned and went to my room, my good mood had been killed and it was all because of the thing I call mom.

"I still can't believe your mom is making you do that!" Demi exclaimed.

I was over at their house for the millionth time that week. Since my mom came by I've barely spent any time at home. It was like my home away from home, not that I didn't like living with my dad, it was way better than being near my mom. "I know it's not fair but it's the only way to keep her from taking my dad to court and taking me away from him for good."

"Would they really be able to do that?"

"My dad is struggling to recover from being an alcoholic and courts always favor the mother. My dad wouldn't' stand a chance, no matter what I said." I said bitterly.

"Ugh! You should just live with Nick and I. That way nothing would have to be complicated." Demi sighed lying back onto her bed.

"I like living with my dad, but if I was forced to live with my mom and not allowed near my dad this is where I would run to." I said lying next to her.

"You're always welcome here." She smiled. "So when is this horrid event?"

"It's in two weeks."

"So soon?"

"That's how long it's going to take for my parents' divorce to be final."

"Wow. She isn't wasting any time is she?"

"None at all." I sighed.

"You should see if Nick and or I could come with you. You know, to make it a little less horrible." Demi suggested.

"Really? You would be willing to sit through my mom's wedding with me?"

"Of course! What are friends for?" She smiled.

"I will defiantly ask."

"Demi! I'm home! Is Miley here too?" Nick called, walking up the stairs.

"Yeah! We're in my room!" Demi called back.

A few seconds later Nick entered the room and squeezed himself in-between Demi and I. "Hi." He grinned at me.

I rolled my eyes. "We were having a conversation."

"And I invited myself into it." He smiled innocently.

"Are you two going to start making out?" Demi asked, annoyed. "If so please tell me now so I can leave."

"You should leave." Nick smiled at Demi.

"Wait, this is my room! You two can go do that in your room!" She said pushing Nick off the bed.

"Don't worry, we'll leave." I said helping Nick up off the floor.

"I need to head out anyways. I'm meeting up with someone at the mall." Demi said about to leave the room.

"With who?" Nick asked, switching to brother mode.

"Bye!" Demi yelled, already half way down the stairs.

Nick sighed. "She's hiding something."

"If I tell you who she's meeting do you promise not to freak out or ask her about it until she's ready to tell you?" I asked him seriously. Nick nodded slowly. "She's meeting Joe."

Nick's jaw dropped. "Joe? Why? And why wouldn't she have just told me that?"

"Because they're secretly dating."