sorry it took so long to update. lotta drama in this one

Robby stared at the doctor blankly, not quite knowing what to say. The doctor looked nervous.

"Although, if you'd rather she could stay here over night, you know, just to make sure nothing is-"

"The what?"

"I'm sorry?"

"No damage to the what?"

"Oh, um well you didn't know? I just assumed that you would know, uh, she's pregnant." Robby put a hand to his forehead, and asked the doctor if he would excuse them for a moment. Miley was staring into the distance with tears in her eyes and Jackson was looking up at the ceiling, also with tears in his eyes.

"Miley, you should really start talking right about now." He said in a deadly whisper.

"Daddy, I'm sorry. I didn't- I tried to-. We didn't mean to, it was an accident, I didn't know until the day after. We didn't know."

"Who is he?" Miley opened her mouth like she was trying to speak, then closed it and stole a quick glance at her brother, big mistake because it did not go unnoticed. Robby too looked at Jackson, then at Miley, and back at Jackson again.

Realization dawned on his face and Jackson felt his heart sink until it hit his feet. Tears were now rushing silently down Miley's cheeks. Robby turned to Jackson, his face was red with anger and his eyes seemed to narrow.

"Go."

"What? Dad-"

"When we get home, I don't want you there."

"Dad wait. Just let me-"

"Just get the fuck out of my house before I get home!" The nurses and patients surrounding them looked over at them.

"Dad."

"Just go." he whispered.

"No dad! Please let him stay! It was an accident! He didn't mean to! We didn't mean to! Please daddy!" Miley was hysterical. She stood up from the gurney she was on and was tugging at her father's sleeve. He turned around and pushed her back on the gurney. She looked like he had slapped her.

"You don't touch me you little slut!"

"Don't call her a slut!" Jackson yelled at his father. Robby's arm swung through the air and his fist made contact with Jackson's face and he fell to the ground. Miley sobbed harder into her hands.

"Leave." Jackson stood up and spat blood on the floor and said,

"I was just going" He turned to leave and walked out the door. It was raining out, He pulled his hood over his head and started to walk. Twenty minutes later he was packing his things in a large backpack tears fell onto the pack and he threw it on the floor. He kicked at the desk in the corner and a piece of paper fell off and he picked it up. He withdrew a pen from the desk drawer and wrote;

Dear Miles.

He paused, he had no idea what he was planning on writing, he thought for a moment and finally settled on,

I am so sorry. I never meant to hurt you or dad. Pleases find it in your heart to forgive me, I love you both so much. And I never want to let you go. You are the best thing in my life and I'm sorry that I didn't realize that sooner. You're my best friend . I love you.

Jackson.

He bit his lip and tears fell onto the paper. He took a shaky breath, folded the paper and placed it under his sister's pillow. Taking a look around he grabbed his bag and walked down to the motel a couple blocks away. Everything would be different now.

R&R!!