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Chapter 33

Layla heard rather than saw her brother as she rounded the corner, coming to a stop in front of the furthest cabin on the Camp Rock site. Not many people knew it was there which made it the perfect place for councillors who wanted to practice in quiet or just get away for a while to come and relax.

It was also perfect in that it held every single instrument imaginable, a stage and a recording studio. Just the place someone like Shane would go to blow off some steam.

As she creeped closer to the cabin she could see him frantically pacing the room, moving indecisively from instrument to instrument, trying them out for a couple of minutes before giving up and collapsing down on the piano stool. His head fell down on the instrument with a loud bang and Layla winced at the sound of all the notes being hit at the same time.

Suddenly Shane's head lifted up off the piano and for a shocked moment Layla thought that she had been found out. Of course she wanted to talk to him but at the same time she was nervous so ducked out of the way before he could see her. Fortunately for her he didn't see anything and after a couple of seconds he turned back to the piano, his head hanging dejectedly as his fingers traced over the black and white keys in front of him.

With a sense of slowness and gracefulness Layla never knew her brother possessed he suddenly straightened up and pressed down lightly on the keys creating a melody that was almost second nature to him but completely alien to Layla. Stunned she watched her brother, amazed at how natural he seemed when he was playing, how carefree and her heart hurt at the thought that she had never taken his feelings into consideration the whole time they had been apart.

How could someone like this someone so kind, gentle and talented ever want to do something to her out of malice?

God she'd been so stupid!

Shane wasn't the bad guy here! He'd only done what he thought was right and all she had done was throw it back in his face!

Sadly she watched her brother in awe as he played away wishing now more than ever that she hadn't done the things she had done. If she hadn't maybe then he would be happy rather than playing the sad song he was playing at the moment.

Suddenly the melody changed and Layla held her breath as Shane started singing along softly to the tune he was playing, the words causing a lump to come to her throat and tears to fill her eyes.

Take all your tears

Throw them in the back seat

leave without a second glance

somehow I'm to blame for this never ending racetrack you call life

So turn right

Into my arms

Turn right

You wont be alone

You might

Fall off this track sometimes

Hope to see you on the finish line

Driving all your friends out

At your speed, they can't follow

Soon you'll be on your own

Somehow I'm to blame

For this never ending race track you call life

So turn right

Into my arms

Turn right

You wont be alone

You might

Fall off this track sometimes

Hope to see you at the finish line

The music suddenly stopped and Layla gasped out loud as the piano lid came crashing down; Shane snapped around to face her, his expression furious, his eyes burning.

"Get out of here Layla! You've made your feelings perfectly clear I don't need you to tell me again so get out!" He screamed at her so loudly that she jumper out of shock, not only at being caught out but at the intensity of it.

"I-I don't want to leave." She stammered nervously as she hesitantly made her way further into the room. Every step she got closer Shane became more and more tense until finally he leapt out of his chair and stormed up to her, pushing his face into hers.

"It's not always about what you want Layla! Sometimes it's about what I want and I want you to leave. Now. Or so help me God..."

" " Or so help you God" what Shane?"She asked defiantly, finding confidence in herself as Shane's actions stirred those recently buried feelings of anger in her.

It was enough to shock him into stepping back and satisfied with her new found confidence Layla pushed her way past her brother and sat down on the recently vacated piano stool, staring at him intently, her arms folded across her chest.

"You and me are going to talk and neither of us are going to leave until we get this sorted out."

Shane snorted in disbelief but stayed put, his eyes never leaving Layla's as they stared at each other from across the room.

"Oh yeah? You and what army?"

"No army. Just me." She said calmly causing Shane to become unsettled at the calmness of her voice. He'd been expecting anger and screaming bloody murder but not this.

"You can leave when ever you want but we both know you wont."

Shane raised an eyebrow at her incredulously.

"Really? What makes you think that?"

"Because you want to sort this out as much as I do."

"What is there to sort out Layla?! You've already made it perfectly clear that you no longer want me in your life!"

"Do you really think that's true Shane? If I really hated you enough that I no longer wanted you around do you think I would stay?"

His gaze dropped and he stared down at the floor unable to look into her eyes any longer.

"I don't know any more Layla." He mumbled sadly, his earlier bravado suddenly disappearing. "I thought I did..but now... You said that you didn't want me around, that you hated me. Why would you say that if you didn't mean it?"

Layla sighed heavily and jumped off the piano stool to stand beside her brother.

"I said that stuff because I was scared and angry. I was scared that you would leave again and angry that you left in the first place. I thought if I just focused on those emotions that everything would be okay. I just didn't realise that you were hurting to. I should've realised and I'm...I... I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm sorry."

"You're sorry." He asked slowly, disbelief colouring his voice as he looked at her curiously. "Not only are you admitting you were wrong but you're apologising to me?"

Layla nodded enthusiastically, choosing to ignore the sarcasm and shock in his voice at her being the first one to apologise for once.

"I realise what I've been doing, the way I've been acting-well it was wrong of me and I want to apologise. Not just for what happened today but for everything I've done since you came back. It took what happened today to make me realise that I've been treating you like shit when I am as much to blame for this whole mess as you are. So yes Shane I'm admitting that I'm wrong and that I am deeply sorry for what I have done."

Shane's eyebrows raised in shock, almost touching his hairline as his mouth hung open in shock. Layla took this as a sign to continue.

"I never meant to hurt you like this you've got to believe me...it was just that I was so angry for so long. So much shit has happened in my life and I just thought it was easier to sit back and put the blame on you. To convince myself that it was all your fault and that I was paying the price for your actions but I was wrong-so wrong-we all suffered. I didn't realise that until now."

Layla's words caused him to snap out of his trance like state of shock as his back stiffened and he turned to look at her, fury bubbling in his eyes and under his skin.

"They told you didn't they?" Shane asked although both knew that it was more a statement than a question.

Both he and Layla knew full well that the only way Layla would be shocked enough to swallow her pride and tell Shane she was wrong was if she had been told something about Shane's past to make her realise the truth. Unable to look him in the eyes, knowing how badly he had wanted to keep the truth hidden, Layla looked down at the ground.

Her actions were enough to confirm what Shane was thinking and in a burst of anger he let out a yell of fury before kicking the piano stool sending it flying across the room.

"I told them not to tell you!" He yelled fiercely. Layla gulped nervously knowing Shane was beyond reasoning as he stormed the cabin angrily kicking out at anything in his path. "They swore. They fucking swore they wouldn't tell you!"

"Shane-"

"No Layla No! I made them promise! Swear on their life they wouldn't tell a soul-especially you and they've gone back on their word! There's nothing you or anyone can say to make that okay."

"Shane-"

"No! Layla! Don't make excuses for them they had no right!" Shane stopped for a second his hands clenching into fists by his side before he finally tore across the room heading straight towards the exit.

"Those fucking bastards! I'll kill them!"

"No you won't!" Layla had finally had enough of her brother's ranting and forced herself between him and the door before he could get any further, blocking the way for him to get out.

Shane tried to worm his way around her a few times but she moved with him, blocking him every time, never once leaving a chance for him to sneak through.

"I swear to God Layla, if you don't move out of the way right now I'll..."

"You'll what Shane?" She asked defiantly knowing full well he would do nothing. The earlier anger he had towards her had disappeared and Layla no longer feared her brother harming her but rather the harm that he would cause to Nate and Jason and she wasn't going to let that happen no matter the cost.

The two stared at each other, neither one moving as they squared up to each other. Layla saw her brother's eye twitch slightly and sighed in relief knowing that he was about to give in. She was right and a couple of seconds later Shane sighed in defeat and backed away slightly.

He was still angry, there was no doubt about it, but not angry enough to go out and commit bloody murder like before so Layla cautiously moved away from the door, all the while making sure she was close enough if he decided to change his mind.

"They had no right no tell you Layla." He whispered, more sad than angry as he leaned against the wall of the cabin, sliding down it until his butt hit the floor and he was sitting down. "If anyone should've told you it should've been me. It should be me."

Layla sighed and sat down next to him, linking her arm through his as she leaned her head on his shoulder, sympathetically.

"You know if they hadn't told me I would've left. Just stormed out of there, grabbed my stuff and gone back to Cassie's. It's true I would've."

"Then what's stopping you? It's obviously where you want to be." He said bitterly his eyes travelling to his shoes as he stared intently down at the ground.

"Because that's not where I'm supposed to be. I'm supposed to be here with you and the guys. That's always where I was always supposed to be... it's just taken a while for us to back to each other."

"Yeah and who's fault was that?! Mine!"

Layla rolled her eyes at her brother's moping and slapped him lightly on the shoulder before laying her head back down.

"Would you stop doing that! I'm here trying to apologise and you're taking all the blame on yourself. Stop stealing my thunder!"

Shane chuckled slightly and Layla grinned slightly knowing that her brother wouldn't be moping around again any time soon if he knew what was good for him.

"You weren't really going to leave where you?" Shane whispered after a while. "I mean not really. You wouldn't right?"

Layla sighed and leaned further into her brother.

"Yeah Shane I was."

He winced and let out a low hiss, dreading the answer to his next question.

"And now?"

"And now ...I'm not." Layla grinned up at him, chuckling slightly when she saw the look of complete happiness on his face before turning serious again.

"When you walked away and didn't come back for one fraction of a second I couldn't help but think if you could walk away and never look back then so could I. I was so angry and upset when you didn't come back that I was ready to walk out, pack my bag and leave. It wouldn't have been the first time I walked away from something important so I figured I could do the same to you."

"Then what made you change your mind?"

"The guys did. They knew I was about to run and that it would be the stupidest thing I had ever done so they stopped me. They made me realise that what I was doing, the way I was treating you, was wrong and that I was being a bitch.

If they hadn't told me I would've never realised how horrible I was being and I know you didn't want me to know but I never would've snapped out of it if they hadn't told me."

"They still shouldn't have told you." Shane pouted slightly causing Layla to laugh at the childishness of it.

"You might think so but if they hadn't I would've never learned the truth and I would have been out that door as fast as you could blink. But now....I think I'll stick around a little while longer. Try and uncover what other dark secrets my brother's been hiding from me. Check to see if there's any more skeletons in his closet."

Shane tensed up again at the idea and Layla sighed.

"I'm joking...kind of. You have your secrets but so have I and if we're gonna be in each others lives from now on it's about time that we stop keeping secrets from each other.

We both did things over the last couple of years that we'd rather the other not know about but the fact is those 7 years happened whether we like it or not and if we want to move on we need to talk about them. No more secrets. Do you understand?"

Shane looked at her questionably before a smirk appeared on his face.

"Look at you acting all grown up! Where did that all come from?"

"Daytime tv." Layla said dryly before adding "And Caitlyn. You'd never think looking at her but she's like an encyclopaedia for this kind of stuff!"

The two of them burst into laughter, the laughs subsiding into giggles and snorts as they suddenly became serious again.

"I promise I'll be a better brother this time La La. No more mistakes."

Taken aback by his words Layla looked at her brother for a minute before grinning at him.

"And I'll promise to be a better sister. Well...at least one that doesn't get angry all the time, runs off and then ends up getting herself arrested. Deal?"

Shane laughed and pulled her towards him, squishing her up into a big bear hug.

"I'll take that as a yes." She squeaked out,finding herself fighting for breath as Shane continued to squeeze her tighter and tighter. Eventually he let go and she fell back gasping for air as he stared at her apologetically.

"So does this mean we're good again?"

The seconds seemed like hours to Shane as he waited for her answer.

"No." She whispered finally causing Shane's face to fall.

"But we're getting there." Layla smiled a little at the look on his face before nudging him slightly bringing him out of his mood as his eyes darted to hers like a light had been turned on her words finally clicked and he grinned at her manically as she began to laugh happily at her brother's sudden change in mood.

He smiled back as they suddenly became silent again, comfortable around each other for the first time since they'd been reunited.

"Tell me what happened." Layla whispered softly into the silence after a while, seeing Shane wince out of the corner of her eye when she mentioned the past.

"I need to know Shane."

They may have agreed that it was the best thing to get everything out in the open but Shane was sort of hoping that Layla would go first. His curiosity about her life while they had been apart had been eating at him long before he went back for her and even when he was angry at her he couldn't help but wonder what happened to his sister. Unfortunately Layla's curiosity about her brother equalled if not excelled his and she had beaten him to the punch meaning that Shane now had to tell her everything that he had been trying to hide from her long before he even left. He thought about asking her to go first but quickly dismissed it knowing if he did that she would just think he wasn't going to and all hell would break loose as she started another argument.

"What do you want to know?" He asked slowly, finally giving in as he kept his eyes trained on the wall opposite him, unable to look her in the eyes while he told her every little secret he'd been trying to hide.

"Well I guess you could start with mum." Shane winced again, worse then before as his eyes closed like he was in pain.

Instantly Layla felt guilty and wished that she hadn't asked as he continued to keep his eyes shut, his face contorted in pain.

"Or not." She mumbled, unable to look at his pained expression any longer. "I mean we could talk about something else. Like how you met Mitchie or...when you first went on tour-"

"No. No you need to know it's just...I tried so hard to keep it from you, to keep it from everyone and now...." Shane sighed painfully before rubbing his hands over his face, dejectedly. "Mum...mum was sick for a long time LJ."

"How long?" Shane shrugged slightly, still unable to meet her gaze.

"9...10 years before she died... maybe a little longer. It was so long ago L...I can't remember."

Layla looked at him to stunned to talk for a second before something finally clicked in her head and she gasped.

"Wait you said 10 years or more? I was 10 when she died Shane! Are you telling me my whole life my mum was dying and I didn't know it?!"

" Don't be so dramatic she wasn't dying. Not when you were born. She was just...sick. It wasn't until you were much older that things went seriously downhill. I had a handle on it for a while. I could deal with it but once she started getting really sick it was just too much."

"So you're telling me that she was still sick when my dad-" Shane growled and his eyes darkened at he use of the word dad to describe their mother's last boyfriend and Layla quickly backtracked before Shane could completely blow his top.

"I mean he, when he left? He knew she was sick before he left but he still left her, left us?"

Shane nodded grimly and Layla could feel her blood boiling.

"One day she was picking me up from school and halfway across the playground, out of nowhere, she just fainted. Fine one minute, flat on the ground the next. They rushed her to hospital and he met us there...eventually. Of course he waited until the bar was closed first before rushing to be with her in her hour of need, the great guy that he is.

Because I was too young they wouldn't tell me what was going on so I waited and waited for him to finally haul his drunken ass to the hospital and finally after 4 hours he showed up. The doctor's rushed him in straight away and told him the news.

I swear to God I've never seen him move that fast. He was in and out of that hospital in less time than it took me to tie my shoe laces and I can tie those things pretty damn quick! Didn't see him for dust afterwards.

Turns out that was when she found out she was expecting you and that now she had started showing symptoms she had 10 years at the most to live. I didn't know at the time, no one would tell me, but once he left and Mum started getting sicker I realised something was going on and made her tell me.

God I was so angry when she told me that he just left! For months she told me it was because he had some job abroad and that he would be back soon and that we could all be together again but the truth was he couldn't hack it. I already knew he couldn't handle me but when he found out about you and that Mum was going to eventually die leaving him to look after us he couldn't handle it and ran away.

We didn't see him again until he turned up long after you were born saying that he was sorry and that he wanted to come but I wouldn't let him back in. The damage had been done so we told him to leave. Haven't heard from him since."

Hot angry tears were coursing down her face by the time he finished and her whole body was shaking in anger. She had never understood why Shane had hated her dad so much and now she knew what he had done she knew why.

"How could he do that?! You were only a child! 7 years old and he left you there, left us because he couldn't hack it! God! I can't believe I stuck up for that guy when he came back! I am so sorry Shane. All this time I thought you were only keeping him away because you hated his guts. I didn't realise you were doing it to protect us."

Shane rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

"Er L? I did only keep him away because I hated his guts. That guy was a rotten drunk and a lazy bum before he even skipped town. I wasn't gonna let an ass like that back in not when everything was starting to go right for us again."

"But everything wasn't alright! Mum was still sick and you were busy trying to look after her while going to school and keeping her illness secret from the rest of us. Somehow I hardly think that counts as normal."

Shane sighed and leaned his head back against the wall.

"It wasn't as hard as you make it out to be you know. After that one fainting spell in the playground nothing much changed until the couple of years before she died. Every once in a while she would forget things, fall asleep at work, get breathless. All I had to do was make sure that she took her meds every day-like we do with you. It was when they stopped working that things started getting messy."

"Tell me what happened after you left." Layla asked quickly, desperate to change the subject before Shane asked her anything about her illness.

Although she knew she would have to tell him at some point she couldn't bare to do so at the moment, not when she was finally learning the truth. She knew that when she told him how sick she was she would have to tell him everything and that would push him over the edge. She'd never find out what happened and Shane would just spiral out of control and she didn't want that-not until she knew how to handle it.

Shane seemed to notice how desperate his sister wanted to move on and became curious, shooting her a look, but like before, went along with it knowing pushing her would only make things worse.

"Are you sure you want to know?" Layla heard the hesitation in his voice and felt a little guilty for pushing him into it but nodded anyway.

"We have to tell the truth Shane-it's the only way we're gonna sort through this mess. No more secrets, no more lying-starting now."

He sighed in defeat as he turned his face away from her and stared up at the ceiling again, finding it easier to focus on that than the pleading expression on Layla's face.

"After I left things were pretty normal for a while. Got up in the morning, had breakfast, packed all my stuff up and went on tour...you know the usual."

He grinned weakly at her and she smiled back encouragingly, knowing that the only way he could get through it was to make light of the situation but both of them knew it was so much more serious than that.

"So about a week into it we were at this diner off the highway, the guys had gone to get something to eat and I'd decided to use the opportunity to write something. I couldn't wait actually. An empty bus all to myself, no annoying little squirts asking me to play dress up-OW!"

Layla punched him hard in the shoulder glaring at him in annoyance, glad that the awkward atmosphere had disappeared finally.

"Hey I never played dress up!" She huffed her arms folded defiantly over her chest as she pouted at him, before a sly smile spread across her face. "If I remember correctly it was you who liked-"

"MOVING ON." Shane said pointedly wanting to move swiftly off the topic as he could.

Sure the others weren't around but they had their sources (God only knows how) and the last thing he wanted was to walk into the cabins and have everyone know about his dressing up days. Not even Nate and Jason knew about that and he intended to keep it that way.

"I was on the bus trying to write something, anything and I couldn't, I physically couldn't. It was like having the most intense writers block you could ever think of and after days and days of nothing but staring at a blank sheet of paper unable to think of anything I was starting to go crazy.

It was Nate that finally made me realise why. He was on the phone to you one night and I just saw him doodling on a piece of paper-like he always did when he was on the phone-except I hadn't seen him do it ages, only when he talked to you.

That's when it clicked. There's just something about you, with you there things just work better, we work better...."

"And that's when you realised you had made a mistake leaving me behind?" He nodded sadly.

"I completely freaked out. Stormed off the bus and just spent hours walking around telling myself over and over how stupid I was and what a huge mistake I had made. It took everything in me not to race back grab the phone of Nate and tell you we were driving back to get you."

Layla's face contorted in confusion. "Wait...if you wanted me back so bad why didn't you just do it? Your first tour only started a couple of weeks after you left so what..it would've been a month at the most we would've been apart? That's not that long."

"Exactly, it wasn't that long at all and no matter how much I may have regretted what I had done from my point of view I was the one being selfish by going back."

She stared at him incredulously unable to believe what he was saying.

"You thought you were being selfish because you wanted to come back?"

He nodded bashfully and she sighed as she leaned over and gave him a one armed hug.

"Oh Shane! You must have known that if you'd come back I would've been happy!"

"It's not a matter of if you would have just been happy it was a matter of if you were gonna be safe. Don't look so shocked you know what I mean."

He added when he saw the look of shock on her face.

"God knows I would never intentionally hurt you but you saw how I acted after mum died, I was falling apart before I even made the decision to sign the contract and put you into care. All I could think about every time I thought about coming back was the look on your face the day I smashed up the front room. You looked so scared and I hated the fact that I caused that. I still do.

You're my strong baby sister, sticking up for me even through I was supposed to look after you and it was because of me that you were too scared to sleep in the same flat as me. It took me and Sandy a week to convince you to come back and even the first night back you dragged Nate in to stay with you.

I couldn't put you through that again Layla and more selfishly I couldn't do that to myself either."

"But you were stressed out Shane I understand that now and it was a long time ago. Mum had just died we were all a mess, you didn't have to beat yourself up about it all this time."

Shane stiffened up again and she sighed out of sadness and sympathy for her brother.

"Shane you big doofus! Out of all the things you could have chose to obsess over why that!?"

"Because I hurt you okay!" He snapped angrily shrugging her arm off him as he covered his face with his hands.

"Maybe not physically but emotionally. I could see it in your eyes-what I did changed you. It changed me as well. I knew the next time when the littlest thing set me off it would be you I was hitting not the wall. A month, wouldn't- couldn't -change that."

"So that's why you went off the rails? You knew you made a mistake leaving me behind but thought it would be a bigger mistake if you came back so you decided the best thing to do was mess your own life up?"

He nodded sadly and she groaned in frustration as she ran her hands through her hair.

"God Shane can't you see how wrong that is! No matter how bad things may get you shouldn't have screwed your life up like that! You left so that you wouldn't make a huge mistake and all you did was create an even bigger mess!"

"I was just so confused Layla you've got to understand that!" Shane pleaded with her to listen to him as she wriggled away from him and started to furiously pace the length of the studio.

"We'd finally made it big and people were going crazy for us telling us how happy we were and for a while I believed them. I believed that I was happy having the fame and the money and most of all people were loved us!

But then things changed. The label decided that we would become more popular if we played the stuff they wanted and not our own and we agreed because we thought that's what made us happy but we were wrong Layla...so wrong. All of a sudden we were playing stuff we would've never dreamed of before and everything was spiralling out of control! I was writing songs about bunnies and lollipops for God's sake!

All I wanted to do was to be me and to be happy about it but I couldn't do that without you playing that..that...crap... and I couldn't trust myself not to get you back again without hurting you.

So yeah I went a little crazy, not a lot. A few parties got out of hand once or twice that was it.

Until I turned 18 and everything hit me all at once. The fame, the money, the feeling of being trapped by everything from our music to the fact that I was too out of control to even consider bringing you back. That's when things started going crazy. The day after I told the guys to stop keeping in contact with you I went out and got drunk. Ended up getting arrested after I crashed my car into a tree.

After that Jase would get phone calls in the middle of the night asking him to bail me out. For a couple of months it reached as high as 3 maybe 4 times a week for something or other. It got to a point where the police departments would be warned before we showed up to expect trouble.

One place they hadn't had a crime reported in 20 years. By the time we left I'd more than made up for that. My bail alone those couple of weeks probably paid that policeman's wages for the whole year, poor sod. He hadn't had to do much in 20 years. He was run ragged by the time I left the amount of shit I caused while we were there.

It was worse when we were in countries where the drinking age were lower. Those were the ones where the label would try and get us in and out quick enough that I didn't have enough time to find the local bar.

It was easier to keep tabs on how much I was drinking when I had to nick it from the hotel or the tour bus-slightly trickier when they had to pinpoint what pub or club I was at first."

Layla snorted as she tried to stop herself from laughing, breaking Shane's concentration as he turned to look at her.

"Hey! This isn't supposed to be funny you know!"

She tried to be serious but the offended look on his face only made her laugh harder.

"Oh I know it's just Nate was saying earlier how similar we are and I didn't believe him. I'm starting to believe him now."

Shane looked at her suspiciously before pointing a finger at her accusingly.

"We are going to be talking about this later." He said seriously.

Layla's smile faltered and she gulped loudly knowing that there was no way in hell Shane was going to let that go any time soon.

She groaned knowing that when this was done and Shane added together all her punishments after all the shit she'd done the last couple of weeks she would be lucky if she was allowed out of the house without supervision until she was fifty!

"How long am I gonna be grounded for by the time this is finished?"

This time Shane started to laugh.

"Please Layla you're my kid sister I think I could come up with better ways of torturing you than grounding you. Plus you're 17, sneaky and have a habit of stealing other people's cars. The only way I would be able to keep you in one place is if I chained you up somewhere and I'm pretty sure that's illegal."

He caught his sister's smirk and shuddered.

"Do I want to know what that loo was about?"

"Probably not." She shot back still smirking as he shuddered again.

"Can we get back on track here?" Shane asked, desperate to move on before he thought a little to much about his kid sister's reaction to the thought of being tied up vouluntarily.

The smirk disappeared and Layla's face suddenly turned serious as she turned to face her brother.

"What happened that day at the video shoot? I mean I know the guys we talking about me and you freaked out but why?"

Shane shrugged.

"I dunno. To be honest I was storming on and off sets for ages before then but this time. ..It was different.

Maybe because it was about you, maybe because after 2 years of doing as much as possible to screw my life up I'd had enough, I don't know.

All I know is that when I walked into that dressing room and heard Nate and Jason talking about you like nothing had happened I couldn't handle it any more. I mean here I was doing anything and everything to forget you, to forget what I had done and they were sitting there talking like it was the easiest thing in the world. I hated that!

You have no idea how trapped and angry I felt being away from you, away from everything I knew, playing music I hated and behaving like a complete jackass.

It was like living in my own personal hell, day in, day out and I think after that I just snapped. I had finally had enough."

"So the guys sent you here, you met Mitchie fell in love and lived happily ever after am I right?" Layla added cynically.

She had never been one for the "happily ever after" thing even as a kid.

"Not quite as easy as that..but yes." The room was quiet again for a heartbeat as Layla thought about this before she started another round of questions.

"What do you mean by "not quite as easy as that"? You and Mitchie are made for each other. How could it not be easy to be happy with her?"

Shane sighed and leaned back against the wall, letting his head fall back as he looked up at the ceiling trying to think of a way of telling his sister what happened after he met Mitchie.

"I was-am-happy with her. It's just that...things aren't as simple as they seem. It took a lot of hard work and understanding for me and Mitch to get to where we are today"

"How? I mean you two look like you've got a good thing going on. How can that not be simple."

"It took a lot of hard work Layla. Believe me. Relationships aren't a simple as they seem they require a lot of hard work. You'll learn that when you're in a proper relationship."

Layla pulled a face at her brother and stuck her tongue out at him.

"What?!"

"Please Shane how old do you think I am?." She scoffed disbelievingly before imitating her brother's voice. " "You'll learn when you're in a proper relationship".

Ha! I'm 17 not 7 Shane. What did you think I was dong the last 7 years? Sitting in my room knitting while preaching the evils of sex from my bedroom window?

"Proper relationship" my butt."

Shane's eyes narrowed.

"Well after the whole tongue poking thing it's hard to believe you've grown up at all let alone that anyone would want to date you."

"Oh believe me there's been plenty of people queuing up to date me. At one point I was having to fight them away."

She laughed as she suddenly remembered something.

"You know there was this one guy. Wan-"

"Ah ah!" Shane stopped her before she could say anything more.

"As your brother I do not want to hear about you and your conquests okay? I'm already in enough trouble with the law I do not need to add GBH to a bunch of spotty teenage boys to my record. Plus Mitchie would kick my ass if she ever found out about me going after any of your boyfriends.

"You don't know how true that is." Layla muttered darkly under her breath, deeply shocked by Shane's choice of words.

If only he knew the truth.

"What was that?" Her head snapped up, stunned at being caught out.

Slowly her face turned red and she nervously began to sweat as she stuttered and faultered over her word which only made him more curious.

"What did you just say Layla. Don't make me ask again."

She gulped nervously.

"Err..I was saying that...I was saying that. Bloody hell look at that! A dodo!"

Shane's head snapped round as he tried to look at the window and Layla made her escape, greatful that although some things may have changed Shane still wasn't the brightest crayon in the box.

Unfortunately he wasn't that dumb either and had cottoned onto her plans, catching her by the collar and yanking her back before she got anywhere near the door.

With a loud thump Layla went crashing to the ground knocking the wind out of her and leaving her unable to run even if she tried.

Shane sitting on her also put an end to that idea and all she could to was sit there and hope that she could get through this without saying the two words she dreaded the most.

"Your turn."

Damn it!

A/N: So what do you think? :P

Song used was (of course) Turn right by the Jonas Brothers! love it XD

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