Hey, I'm back! I know I've been off the planet for a while now and trust me I have a sleeve full of excuses. Main reason being, there is such a time period of 6 hours in our lives every day for 5 days that just doesn't realize teenage kids have lives outside those crappy 6 hours.

Yeah, school, it's the obvious thing. But luckily it's Autumn break in Australia so I'm free for the week! Yay! No tuitions, no social shit, no teachers, no detentions, just me, my laptop and my bed.

Anyways yes, some readers are repeating what I have planned! Wow, talk about being physic. Some of you have already got the idea set out my little muchkins, but hey, it's me, I'm going to spice it up one way or another. And if your wondering if I'll just get to the good bits and rush the hell outta them, then you have been warned i will leave you have random cliff hangers.


I stared quietly at my reflection, thoughts consuming my mind as I took in every little bit of detail I had on my used to be pale face. I still had it in me. All that expertise in make-up and hairstyling. I was a fashion designer who prepared herself for her show, I knew the techniques like the back of my hand, but I didn't think is still had it in me.

My hair hung in loose curls sweeping off my shoulders if I made any vigorous movements, my face had a nice little glow to it, not that chapped pale expression I always see when i prepare myself for the day.

I had finally agreed to take up Carly club offer. I wasn't going through with it at first but today down at the park I realised Nic actually needs a father, that i can't actually support myself as a single mom forever.


"Mommy I wanna feed the duckies!" Nic yelled going all excited, his sandwich on a dangerously high level of falling from his grip as the small fluffy yellow bird waddled by him.

"Eat your lunch first honey, I bought some for the ducks!" I called out to him, rummaging through my bag for the extra pieces of bread I bought in the small lunch box. Knowing Nic, I figured he would feed even his lunch to the ducks so i bought extras just in case.

"Kay Mommy!" He stuffed the ham and cheese sandwich forcefully into his small mouth as he walked by the bank of the pond.

I chuckled and swallowed my last bite of the sandwich as I grabbed the small bag of bread bits, joining Nic by the river. I crouched to his height and sat on the grass as he came an plopped down beside me. "Wanna feed the ducks baby?"

"Yay!" He cheered grabbing an entire slice of bread about to chuck it aimlessly into the water.

"Nic! Break it into small pieces," I laughed demonstrating it with my own piece and flicking the small ripped up pieces into the pond. Instantly the hungry birds swarmed the small pieces, fluttering and picking the pieces.

I couldn't help but smile as a lightened grin appeared on Nic's face as he mimicked my actions and the ducks followed his small throws by the bank. "Look mommy they're eatin'!"

I laughed at his eagerness passing him a few more pieces of bread. "Duckies are so hungry aren't they Baby?"

"Doesn't their mommies make them sand-wishes too?" He struggled to pronounce the syllables but much less got the meaning across.

I smiled and shook my head, sitting down beside him by the bank, "I dunno, maybe they are want more food," I chuckled as Nic sat down on my lap, tearing pieces of bread and chucking it lightly. I sighed in content and stared out at the lake, the scenery is rather relaxing and perfect for a Sunday afternoon before going to work tomorrow.

Luc volunteered to look after Nic while I go to work, but I can't always count on him. Luc has helped me more than enough, it might burden him seeing as he has a job himself.

"Look Mommy! A baby duckie! Like me!" Nic squealed startling me from my train of thoughts. He bounced excitedly pointing at the fluffy yellowish little bird, floated shyly by the reeds. Two larger birds accompanied him, which meant it was it's parents.

"That must be it's mommy," I pointed to the brown coloured duck with a few streaks of purple and blue, offering the chick some bread.

"And that must be…" Nic pointed to the much larger duck circling the two in a protective manner, "Must be his daddy," His voice grew softer and he sat back down on my lap.

"Nic?" I whispered lightly stroking his hair, "What's wrong?"

"I want a daddy too, mommy,"

A small gasp hitched in my throat and a stinging feeling washed up in my eyes. He wants a father. But his father doesn't want him. I quickly retracted my hand and wiped off the escaping tears as Nic looked up at me sadly.

"The mommy duck and the baby duck look so happy with the daddy duck," He said in a hushed tone, "I want us to be like that,"

I was absolutely speechless. My heart broke in two and I was overwhelmed by the amount of sadness that washed over me. My child, the love of my life doesn't have the one thing he needs. A father.


"You know, you shouldn't take little things to heart right?" Luc smiled weakly as he sat perched on my bed. He's been there ever since I was determined in this idea. "Children say uncanny things Stell,"

"I just- I just realised how much he needs a father Luc," My voice wavered a little and I sighed smiling shakily at him, "I want him to be like every other little boy out there,"

"I know what you mean, but your working yourself way to hard now Stell," He pointed out the truth carefully standing up and walking to where I sat. "It won't be long before you break,"

"He's my only child Luc, I want him to have everything,"

"Stella, he has you, that's all he'll need, a loving mother. Nic doesn't need another father or Brandon for that matter, and neither do you," He whispered lightly taking me into his arms. My eyes watered as I buried my face on his shoulder, crying silently. He hugged me tightly and carefully stroked my hair. "Hey it's okay, don't ruin your make-up before your big night out in 4 years,"

A small sob mingled chuckled escaped my lips and I hugged him tighter. "Thanks Luc,"

"Anytime Stell-Bell," He whispered, kissing my temple.


"So lemme get this straight, after Nic's dad died, you haven't even flirted with a guy?" Carly question curiously. I smiled at her slightly and shook my head signalling a 'no'. Her mouth fell open and she blinked back the visible shock, "Are you serious? Holy hell, that's crazy,"

I shrugged and took a ginger sip of the beer glass careful not to overdose, Carly was getting wasted out of her mind and she needs a designated driver who is still sober. "So no guy has every talked up either?"

"They have, I just don't pay much attention,"

"Damn," She whispered throwing her head back and emptying the content of another alcohol brimmed cup. "I mean your gorgeous, you don't even need to try," She slurred slightly before regaining her sentence, "Guys will be kneeling at your feet,"

I rolled my eyes playfully and shook my head, "I'm not use to men giving in easily,"

"Well let's get you used to it then," She smirked giving me an evil glint of her eyes, "I'm going to go aaaaaand, talk to some other beautiful man over there somewhere and see who comes to you okay?" My eyes widened as the idea registered in my head.

"No wait Carly! You can't just do that!" I swiftly grabbed her arm and she grinned lazily at me, "Come on Stella, just talk to one guy. One guy, please?" She pleaded, her eyes scanning the area. "Okay, I'm sure some guy will come, so uh…I'll be back nine a few minutes K?"

"Wait no I-" I began, failing to get a grip on her arm as she weaved through the crowd of sweaty bodies. I sighed, taking a seat by the bar table, feeling the hopelessness well over me. I'm never gonna find a decent man for myself or a dad for Nic.

I breathed out another sigh, and slumped my body figure as I sat on the bar stool. Just gotta wait till Carly comes back from where ever she went. God, where the hell did she go? It's getting stuffy in here and I can barely see anything due to the dark setting and randomly flashing colours.

"Hurry up Carly, I'm gonna kill you when you get back," I huffed under my breath, glaring at the floor. Suddenly my body snapped up at the sound of a deep chuckle. My eyes zeroed on the buff, built figure sitting in the barstool beside mine, an amused look plastered across his charming face.

"Whoever this Carly girl is, is in for a load of trouble," He laughed, making his shoulder shake in a cute way. I couldn't see much of what he looked like, except for a faint figure of shaggy blonde hair and a bright familiar smile.

"Hi," I murmured awkwardly not knowing how to keep a conversation with this stranger.

"Hello," He dimpled at me, bright eyes shining at me. "Sorry, I don't mean to be awkward, but uh…you kinda seemed lonely,"

"Huh?" I coughed up dumbly. Shaking my head I chuckled nervously, "Yeah, my friend just ran off, and uh…I haven't been to a club in a really long time…"

"How long are we talking about here?"

"Um…Almost 5 years," I could tell he had choked a little on his spit as he raised his eyebrows in a surprised manner.

"Damn, that's pretty long, don't you and your boyfriend take the Friday nights here?"

"Uh, no, I'm um…single," I whispered lightly, shocking him for possibly the second time tonight.

"With a pretty face like that?"

"I'm not that pretty," I mumbled shyly, blushing a little too. God I haven't been complimented in a really long time, it feels so new and weird.

Silence washed over us for a little bit and I glanced up at his concentrated face staring at mine. His features looked more define when he sat still and I took the seconds to study his face too, all in all, he looked so damn familiar. "What? Is there something on my face?"

He smiled and shook his head, snapping out of burning hole on my face, "No, sorry. You just…uh…look like someone I know…well uh..used to actually,"

"Oh," Was my dumbass answer. Actually I couldn't think of anything else to say, what other option do I have?

"Yeah, she kinda disappeared on us without a word,"

"Us?"

He nodded, "Well everyone actually, we looked for a over a year, she was just..gone," Gone. She went missing. She disappeared.

Famous Fashion Designer Stella Solaria Gone Missing.

No. No. No.

A flash of the disco colours illuminated the guy in front of me's features. Blonde, blue eyed, buff and built. Small tears built themselves on my waterline as I stared at the concern face of someone I cared about.

"Hey are you o-"

"Your Sky aren't you?"

"Yeah?" He drawled unsurely looking at me.

"I'm sorry about your hair," I murmured, instantly his face lit in recognition.

"Stella?" He croaked eyes looking at me in both amazement and then when I worked with Sky, I always told him his hair was way too long, but he refuse to get it cut. So when he fell asleep I decided to shorten his hair a little, He woke up midway to when i was cutting up the first few strands, he jolted up about to kill me and it ended up with me cutting those strands straight to the tip. But it had grown back over a few years i guess.

"It's really you isn't it?" He whispered quietly and I nodded, within a flat second I was pulled into a warm embrace. "God I missed you so much,"

Sky and I worked together for pretty much all of my time in New York

"Me too Sky," I sobbed, burying my face in his shoulder, ignoring all the long hair. "How have you been?"

"Busy, barely any time to breath now that Brandon has…" He paused for a second, staring at me "Does Brandon-"

"Yeah, he knows, he's the one who found me," I mumbled.

"Uh huh, so that's why he unexpectedly ran here," Sky smiled, chuckling at the idea.

"No, he was close by for work and just happen to visiti me,"

"That doesn't seem like Brandon to me," I smiled and yet shurgged not understanding what he mean't by 'not what Brandon does'. But when I was about to speak i was interrupted by my devious little co-worker.

"Hey! Stella, sorry but um…my roommate wants me back real quick, want me to drop you off?" She told me, sounding actually sincere this time. I knew it was true this time and not just an excuse to take me off to find some other dude.

"Ye-" I began before Sky rudely cut me off.

"Nah I'll take her home," He piped up before I could get a word in.

"Sweet," Carly winked at me and I rolled my eyes. If only she knew Sky had the least intention of getting in my pants. "Have fun you two!" she waved giving me a knowing successful grin, I gave a little twinkle of my fingers as a bye wearing a sarcastic little grin.

Sky opened his mouth about to question her stupid behaviour, "Don't even go there," I cut him off causing him to chuckle.

"Alright, how about you and I ditch this stuffy place?"

I nodded unconsciously taking out my phone to check the time. The screen lit up in the dim atmosphere with my favourite lock screen picture and the time displaying boldly. 9:25 PM. A little early to get out of a club but I'm not a club gal, plus I gotta make sure Nic gets to bed on time.

Sky smiled and lead me out of the club to his car. It was rental, meaning he had only come to Sydney for a short period of time. Wonder why though. Then again why are all these people popping out of nowhere. First Brandon arrives and now Sky too?

"So um, why are you in Sydney by the way?" I question taking a seat in the warm embrace of his car. I typed the address to my house on the GPS installed in the car and smiled at him to answer.

"Brandon called me over, he's currently in a pretty tight situation,"

Tight situation and Brandon? Two ideas that never fit together. Brandon has the money and the status, I've never heard of him being in a tight spot. Last time I checked he was screwing my life again like he did all those years ago. "Why what's up?"

"You remember Brandon's dad yeah?"

"Yeah, how's he doing?"

"Close to death by the seems of it," He murmured pulling the car out onto the road as he drove at a steady pace. "A few years back, Brandon inherited the DeCaro Hotel outstretch from his father on a condition," I stayed silent, waiting as Sky continued on,

"He was suppose to get married as soon as the company came under his name," Yes, I remember Brandon telling me about something like that. Back when I dated him, he only stood as the head of the company, he hadn't really claimed the position as the offical CEO.

"But Brandon's not married?," It sound more like a question, as if I was unsure about that fact. But the tabloids had featured all those model material girls he had interacted with for the past 4-5 years now, so there's no way he's committed.

"Yeah, but his father unexpectedly called him a few days back stating he was going to visit Brandon's villa in Manhattan to see this so called 'family' of his," Sky mapped out the idea here for me as he spoke, "And he also plans to write his will in Manhattan too, but once he sees that Brandon had broken his promise, he can write in his will that Brandon is to be stripped of every penny he had ever built up,"

I may hate Brandon with every living fibre in my body right now but he works so hard for that company. Nights on end, he's always restless by the end of the week, he can't lose all that he's worked for just with the word of his father's will.

"So your plan is?"

"Well, the plan is to get Brandon a fake wife," Sky mumbled turning the car as he followed the GPS directions. "Hopefully some woman who knows her work and is willing to play along,"

"Hasn't his father seen the tabloids and all about how many women Brandon has dated? Surely he'll find out Brandon is still the player he is"

He smirked and shook his head, "The old mans' been on his death bed since Brandon inherited the company, and there's nothing a few billion dollars won't erase," He told me showing off the amount of wealth both he and Brandon posses.

"By the way, my house is at the next turn," I pointed out to him as he quickly spun the wheel taking the turn. "It's that one," I pointed sitting back and pulled out my phone checking the time out of habit again. 9:50 PM. I sighed about to pressed the off button on my phone before Sky's hand came and snatched it from me. "Hey!" I snapped, realising the car had also come to a stop.

"Who's this?" He question curiously staring at my lock screen. Crab cakes. My lock screen! "Is this your son?" He asked incredulously showing the lock screen of Nic hugging the spotty beach ball to me.

My breath hitched as my throat went dry. But I nodded silently, looking at his shocked expression as he opened and closed his mouth speechlessly.

"You have a son," He whispered staring at the screen in astonishment , "How old is he?"

"He's turning 4 in a few months," I mumbled, looking down at my lap.

"That technically make me an uncle!" His voice grew in excitement as he beamed. "I'm an uncle! Oh my god! What's his name? Who's his father? Are you married? How come I wasn't invited? It's a boy right?" He rambled on. Typical Sky.

"Sky, calm down. His name is Nicholas, and yes, he's a boy. I'm not married though," A deeply thoughtful look took over his face as he studied the picture, before uttering out a line that made my breath hitch in my throat.

"Is he…is he Brandon's son?"

"No! He's not Brandon's," I denied quickly shaking my head. Sky nodded quietly and stared at the picture of Nic again.

"But if he's turning 4 in a few months, that's about the same time you and Brandon broke up…wait…why did you and Brandon break up?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat, "Because Nic isn't Brandon's,"

"Oh," He uttered out quietly. I sighed heavily and quickly wiped the building tears on my waterline. I couldn't tell him the truth. Even if I may seem like a cheater in his eyes and basically everyone else's too, I can't let them know the truth, I can't let Brandon take my child from me.

"Sky thanks for the ride," I whimpered throwing open the door in a direct line to get to my house now.

"No wait!" He called out, grabbing my hand before I had a chance to flee out. "C-Can I see him?"

A short thought filled silence enveloped us before I smiled weakly, "Sure," Sky's anticipated expression morphed into a huge grin as he basically ran out of the car waiting for me. I smiled truly this time, as I walked him through the garden up front to the meadows where our lonely little dwelling was located.

The grin just wouldn't leave his face and that alone made me smile as well. Nic wasn't Sky's child and yet he was as excited as a father should be. I inserted my key into the door lock and flicked it open in one soft move before pushing open the door. "Luc, I'm home,"

"Luc isn't his name Nic?" Sky questioned just before Luc walked in, a can of soft drink at hand and a confused expression.

"Stell, who's that?" Luc asked raising a brow as he gestured towards Sky.

"Luc, this is Sky, one of my good friend, Sky, this is Luc, my childhood best friend," Both boys nodded at each other in a greetings fashion.

"Uncle Luc! The movie's almost finished!" Nic's voice bounced off the walls as he almost fell into the front door. "Mommy!" He gasped surprisingly as he quickly hide whatever was in his hands behind his back and grabbed Luc's leg.

"Nicholas Austin Devigne, what are you doing up at this hour young man?" I scolded him as he grinned sheepishly hiding behind Luc. "This is why i hate leaving him with you," I sighed heavily, glaring at Luc who shrugged looking a little abashed.

"Sorry mommy," Nic whimpered lightly giving me them puppy dog eyes. I shook my head and took him into my arms, getting rid of the packet of chips in his grasp. I swear my son is going to get some sort of sickness spending time with Luc. "A yellow haired person just like mommy!" Nic squealed pointing excitedly at an amused Sky leaning against the doorframe.

"Nic, this is Uncle Sky," I introduced him to a very fascinated Nic, staring curiously at Sky's long blonde haired.

"Hey Nic," Sky cooed softly, unsure how to approach a child. I swear all men of the upper hierarchy have no idea how to handle children or anything that isn't a bundle of dollars. I gingerly handed him my child as he cautiously held him.

"Hi Uncle Sky!" Nic giggled ravelling his hands through Sky's hair. "Are you a boy? Or a girl?"

The room filled with warm laughs as Sky shook his head, "I'm a boy, mate, just like you,"


Okay truth be told there was about over 4000 words on this, but I decided to narrow it down becuase the next scenes just didn't flow with what happens next. Plus i have a hard time deciding what to do with Nic if Stella and Brandon decide to get a little adulty. Kidding. Or am i?

Peace Out,

SSSunshine 💋