MILEY'S POV

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-………-Damn I seriously have to get like an ear transplant I could have sworn he said "Mikayla you're my daughter" He probably said "Mikayla do you want water." Wait then why is she so quiet I know I wouldn't be so surprised to be offered some water. -Dad, no.-I said in almost a whimper.

-Mikayla?-Mikayla's dad were comforting her while dad tried to do the same but I blocked out anything he was saying. Mikayla looked forward looking lost.-Honey I know it's hard but please tell me something.

-Please, tell me this is a joke mom.-She choked out like a little girl. She's so beautiful…my sister?

-Mikayla if this is one of your fucking jokes I am going to beat the shit out of you today.-Jackson stood up next to trying to block my way to her. She stood up from the sofa with wrath written on her face, but hey I was mad too.

-You dumbfuck does it look like im joking around?-Her eyes were literally on fire.

-Mikayla, baby calm down.-Martha tried cooing her.

-Back off-she shook her off making her way closer to me.

-Mikayla sit down let's talk about this.

-Why would I want to talk to this bastard.-at this Mikayla slap me right across my face. God that hurt. I grabbed he by her hair and we were tossing and kicking on the floor.

-You slutbag-She was on top of me while I fought to be on top of her.

-Miley, stop it.-dad and Jackson tried to separate me and Mikayla but she elbowed dad in his…thingy. I took this opportunity to get on top of her and she immediately punched me n my face breaking my nose. I saw blood all over my hands and prepared to punch her in her face when Jackson pulled me off of her.

-Let go you idiot-I tried kicking but lamentably Jackson was stronger than me. Mikayla tried get a hold of me again but her da-I mean Mr. Hartward came to grab her.

-Mikayla, stop.

-Let go off me, -she shook him off.- you don't know who you've messed with Miley.-Just like that she left breaking my heart and my nose at the same time.

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MIKAYLA'S POV

-Are you ok? Where were you? We were worried…Mikayla -mom tried to touch my cheek I hadn't cleaned my face and blood had dried on my chin. - don't touch me, Martha.

-Don't talk to your mother that way. I scoffed

-And who do you think you are? My father.-He looked at me hurt. I just ignored him. I don't even have time for this.

As I entered my room I felt the tears cascading down my face. I knocked everything I got my hands on.. I reached for my "treasure box as I called it and took out the magazine where me and Miley were hugging. She can't be my sister. This must be some sort of mistake. Miley can't be my sister. I felt disgusted at how I've wanted to fuck my own sister. I had already made up my plan to get her to go out with me. I was gonna confess my love to her on new years. I even made up imaginary novels of us together. Id would have shown it to her on our anniversary, I would have loved her. I would have love to her at night. I would have laughed at her corny jokes and she snuggle up to me on cold rainy days, I would kiss her.

That could never happen now. As much as I wanted it to, she's my sister. I wont try to forget her though. I need to think about her to… suffer. Even if she is my… sister.

The tears were blinding me. I wiped them desperate to fell her gaze. She hated me, I bet. Why did you hit her Mikayla? I am such a ..bastard. She was right. I only deserved to die. I tried cutting myself before but it hurt like hell. I was good at nothing. Miley you are so right I'm so sorry. Sorry I hit you, sorry I love you , sorry I could never tell you, sorry I needed you…..so much. I kissed the Miley on the picture. Her eyes were so gorgeous. I remember when I first saw her I couldn't stop looking at her and insulted her ton not make her think I was obsessed with her. She was going out with nick at that time and she was nowhere interested in old Mikayla Hartward. On the other hand I would kill to get at least one kiss form her. Only one. I've dedicated billions of songs that she probably heard but never knew was me like Love story which I gave to Taylor. It would come out in a month approximately. I would have told her that it was for her but now I can only cry my days away.