Yay update, anyway, yeah I'm moving this weekend ;/. So, I'm sorry if this chapter sucks, I think it does...whatever and to warn you all ahead of time, I'm not very good with sad, never went through anything anybody has in this story, so sorry if it sucks.

Demi's POV

I arrived home after school with a frown on my face. I set my bag down on a small table next to the front door and quickly made my way into the living room where my mother sat on the couch, looking just depressed as myself.

"Hey mom," I greeted sadly as I plopped down on the couch next to her.

"Hey sweetie." She turned her head to me away from the blank television screen, and tried to smile but we both knew that was gonna be impossible. Today was that day and neither my mom nor myself could ever be happy about what happened 5 years ago today.

I sighed. "Mom, are you ready to leave?" I asked, glancing around her for the needed items. She nodded and rose up from the couch, exiting the living room and into the conjoined kitchen before returning with a few flowers in hand. She then handed me a couple as we left the house in pure silence.

The car ride to our destination was filled with complete silence. There was not a word said and not a finger moved; if you didn't count the tapping of my mom's finger's against the steering wheel to ease pain. I chose to stare out the window as my face was pressed up against it at the scenery, nothing but tall weeds and grass surrounded the roads we were on.

Eventually, we arrived at the place as we slowly stepped out of the vehicle with the flowers in our hands and walked closer to the large gate. I didn't care if it had been 5 years, my heart still ached the same and I was unable to move from my spot. My mom realized this as she came up from behind me, placing a delicate hand on my shoulder.

"Hun, you can do this," she encouraged me, whispering in my ear. I sorta felt bad because he meant just as much to me as he did my mom, and I felt kinda selfish. I nodded slowly as we both walked through the gate, over the grassy field a little ways and finally stopped...at a tombstone. It was nothing but true, we were at a cemetery..for my brother.

My mother and I plopped down on the prickly grass surrounding the granite stone, and I already felt the salty tears cascading down my red cheeks. I read what was engraved on the stone:

Anthony Aaron Lovato

1989-2005

Our dear Anthony, you will be greatly missed,

by everyone to love you...

or not.

That one mistake may have cost you

your life, being only 16

the day of your death,

but forever, you will remain in

our hearts

The eeire silence told me that my mom was crying silently with me as we hugged each other. My brother Anthony had died in a car accident from not paying attention to the road, but in my opinion it wasn't his fault, it was hers! It was all Cyrus' fault, if it wasn't for her sister getting pregnant with his baby, none of this would've happened in the first place!

The night I found out what happened to him, I was only 12 and I bawled for forever. I couldn't believe it, who could really? I vowed to myself that I would hate Miley for the rest of my life, it was her fault; that's what I chose to believe. I didn't care that it was her sister who was the one having my now dead dead brother's child, and I didn't care that Miley had no idea; all I knew was that everything going bad in my life was blamed on her.

Eventually, my mother and I had had enough of reminiscing, the place, even in the light was starting to spook me out and we were ready to leave. Together, we gently placed the bright flowers on the ground in front of the gravestone as I kissed my hand, then placed it on the stone, whispering a quick, "I love you" along with my mother before departing.

I wrapped my arms around myself to warm myself from the chilling weather as I realized that I wasn't ready to go home yet, I really needed some time to think to myself. I turned to my mother when we reached the car.

"Um, mom, I think I'm gonna walk home" I told her, receiving a wary look from her. I knew she didn't want me walking home, It'd be quite a walk but I need my time and she realized that by pleading expression I gave her.

She exhaled deeply, running her hand through her sandy locks. "Fine, but be home before dark, please." She gave me a kiss on the forehead before getting into the car, and driving away. I began to curse under my breath when I started walking, upon realizing what a stupid move it was to leave the house without a jacket.

...This walk was going to be a long one...

Miley's POV

"So...let me get this straight, Selena completely walked out on you when you told her that you were pregnant?" Vanessa inquired, as she tried to clarify what I had explained to her. She was sh0cked for the most part, even though her and Selena weren't the closest.

I nodded. "For the millionth time, yes Ness, she did but it was only because she was pissed that I didn't tell her in the beginning," I insisted. Vanessa got up from her chair at her computer desk and lied down next to me where I was on her bed, in her room.

"Sure..." she said rolling her eyes. "Whatever makes you feel better." I chose to ignore her comment as I turned so my head was resting on her flat stomach.

"Nessa," I whined, quite childishly. "I'm hungry." She stared at me, probably expecting me to get up and get my own food. "What? I'm not getting up, I'm too fat," I explained as though it was obvious.

She shook her head at me. "No you're not," she let out a giggle. "You just have a pregnant tummy. Now get up cause we're both going downstairs.' She gently moved my head off her lap as she got up, taking a hold of my had and pulled me up.

"Thanks," I said, flattening out my shirt (I had taken off my sweater earlier). So, Vanessa and I walked down the stairs and walked through the living to reach brightly lit kitchen.

"Hey mom," I heard Vanessa say as I sat down on a stool in front the the island counter that Vanessa was hugging her mom behind. I smiled at their small interaction before greeting her myself.

"Hey Denise."

She let a grin spread across her face. "Hello Miss Miley, are you feeling better?" She questioned, concern lacing her voice. I gave her a smile and nodded, loving the motherly concern she sported.

"Much better, thank you."

She smiled, "Of course. Are you staying for dinner?" she curiously asked me, hearing my stomach rumble in hunger. I thought about it for a second.

"Yeah, I guess it wouldn't hurt." Just then the boys came flying threw the sliding glass door, nearly knowing each other over. I released a small giggle as they look up, smiling, embarrassed.

"You guys are dork," Vanessa commented, walking over to them as she ruffled her twin brother's hair. "Joe, your hair's getting kinda long, don't you think you should cut it?" she suggested, smirking viciously.

I watched in amusement as Joe's hand flew to his hair. "What! Never!"

I let a small laugh escape my mouth I listened to Vanessa speak again. "You may have skipped a grade Joesph, but gosh do you act stupid."

Joe rolled his eyes. "Just because I like my hair, doesn't make me stupid Vanessa," he concluded as he turned to Denise. "So mommy, dinner ready?" he asked. I silently hoped it was; I am hungry, I thought to myself, rubbing my stomach absentmindedly in the process.

Out of nowhere, as Joe and Vanessa got engrossed in a conversation with their mom, Nick and Zac both plopped down on a seat either said of me. "How's my favorite friend doing?" Zac was the one to open his mouth and ask me as I grinned.

"I'm good Zac, thank you." He smiled at me and nodded. I was actually pretty close buddies with Zac, I guess you could say he was like my older brother, well him, Joe, and Vanessa were all like my older siblings and it was a wonder to everyone how Nick and I hadn't got along in the beginning...at all. At least it was different now. I then felt a tap on my shoulder.

I turned my body away from Zac to face Nick, who I was assuming by the innocent grin on his face, had poked me.

"What?"

He stared at me and shrugged. "Are you still with the offer of getting to know me better?" he asked, quite nervously if you asked me. I looked at him confused though, not fully understanding why he was asking.

"Yea..I guess, why?"

"Because, I want to know if you'd like to hang out tomorrow? Ya'know to get to know me better." With every word, the smirk that had grown on his face had gotten bigger, even though, through his eyes, I could tell he was quite anxious, which made me slightly confused. I nodded nonetheless.

"Sure." He smiled. "When?" As I watched him decide when, I took notice at the fact that it was Friday, and I hadn't even realized it.

"How about 5? I don't even know what we're gonna do, but we're gonna do...something," he grinned cutely as I giggled, hopping off of the chair.

"Ok then." then I heard Denise announcing that dinner was ready, causing me to smile. I walked over to the dining room table along with everybody else as Denise served the food, lasagna. Then Mr. Jonas walked through the door.

"Hey honey," Denise greeted as everybody else did. I muffled a quick 'hi' and tried my best not to dig into the food but I couldn't help myself, by the time everybody had even began to eat, my plate was halfway empty. But to be honest, the boys weren't even that far behind. thankfully, after I was finished eating, I was no longer hungry. But evdn if I was who could blame me? I was having a child for Pete's sake... thank you Nick. Sarcasm detected.

I chose to sit through the entire meal, it didn't last much longer, a good thing on my part because I was ready to head home and go to sleep. I was tired. As Denise started clearing the table, I rose up from my chair, and walked over to the side Vanessa was sitting at.

"Hey Ness, um I'm about to home."

She turned her head to look at me. "Okay," then she stood up. I didn't even have to ask, I knew she was going to take me, she was just that kind of friend, best friend. I waited for her outside, by her car when she finally walked out of the door .

"Finally, I was getting worried!" I exclaimed, playfully. She rolled her eyes as she got in the drivers seat, and I got in the passenger one, buckling up our seat belts. When we started driving, I guess Vanessa decided she wanted to start a conversation, catching me off guard with her question.

"Miles...how do you really feel about having my brother's baby?" As she asked me this, she kept her eyes to the road.

I began to think about it silently. To really think about the fact that I was having a baby, let alone Nick's was overwhelming. I realized that I never gave it much thought, like I should have. It was definitely going to change my life, and probably make it a lot harder but putting a lot of thought into now, I was beginning to think that having his baby wasn't as bad as my initial reaction. A part of me actually felt like it was a good thing waiting to happen. Yeah, there was a downside to this, I was most likely going to lose my boyfriend, and it would be best to call him when I got home, I lost my sister, and almost lost my dad. Obviously this was going to be hard but I was ready, at least I hope.

I'm tired. And once again, tell me names you don't like, and feel free to tell me names you do like. Also, tell whether you all want Nick and Miley to have a boy or a girl (or both, lol). And I'm not implying that they're having their baby any time soon.

~~Jasmine~~