Miley's POV

It's amazing how time just seems to pass you by even when you're just sitting there staring at the clock. Two days left until my high school life is over. I also have two days left to talk to my father and Mr. Grey. Many decisions are to be made. I wish I had more time. It's kind of funny because I remember a point in my life when all I wanted was time to go faster.

Demi is upset with all of us but she'll only talk to me. To the rest of them she's a mute. She says she won't come back to this town. After graduation we're both going to hop on a plane and never look back. At least she won't. I can't imagine not coming back to this place even though so many bad things happened in this place. I also can't imagine leaving Nick.

"Mi? Are you ready?" Nick said coming in.

I smile sadly at him. It seems lately that he always comes to me right when I'm thinking of him.

"Yeah, I'm ready."

I sigh and take his hand. We make our way out of the house and hop into his car. It was quiet and I knew he wanted to say something so I beat him to it.

"I'll miss you too."

He smiled. "Are you psychic?"

"Maybe."

It was quiet again but it was an okay silence. It's like those quiet moments you yearn for but never get when you actually need it. This was our time to say our goodbyes. But to me it was almost like saying hello again.

It didn't take us long to get there. When we came here on foot it felt like forever. As usual the cemetery was empty as usual. We made our way to my mother's grave and sat down in front of it.

"Hi, Ms. Stewart!" Nick said

"Hi, Mom."

We sat there just so quiet and for a minute I couldn't help but think that we were freaks. I mean seriously my boyfriend is sitting down next to me in front of my dead mom's grave talking to her. Yup, it doesn't get weirder than that. The funny part of it all is that we stayed there for two hours. Telling her about my accident, how I got into Juilliard, and how I'm going to Italy. It should've been weird but it wasn't. Nick was just as into it as I was.

As we were leaving Nick stopped for a second and turned to my mom.

"I'll take good care of her. I promise."

He took my hand and we walked back to the car. We stopped in front of it and stared at each other.

"That's a hard promise to keep, you know." I said to him.

"Not really." He shrugged.

"Well, Demi and I are going to Italy in a few days and then I'm going to New York for school. And you'll be here at UCLA. Long distance relationships hardly ever work."

"Get in the car Miles."

I looked at him weirdly but something told me to get in the car. I got in and so did he and I waited for an explanation.

"Look in my glove compartment."

And so I did. I thought maybe it was just a card or something sappy but I found two opened envelopes. One was a plane ticket for a plane trip to New York and the other was a letter for NYU. I looked at him puzzled. But I opened the letter and read it.

"Oh my God."

"Are you happy?" he asked nervously.

"You did this for me? I didn't even know you applied."

"Hey, I have to do something while you're working. I applied really late but I talked to my mom and she has a couple of friends who worked there and they got me an in as long as I promise to keep up my grades and stay out of trouble."

"Wow."

"Yeah. Now that you're practically going to be living in New York and working on the whole Juilliard thing I knew I had to work quickly so that's what I did."

"But why?"

"Because I love and want to be with you. The story doesn't have to end here. It can go on if we let it."

"Wow." I said once again

"I should've told you but with the whole Demi thing there was just no time."

"No, it's ok. But thank you. I can't believe this. Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Miley, you're what I want. And this is what I want."

I smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Demi's POV

I guess this was always going to happen but never under these circumstances. I never imagined that I would be sitting in my Dad's- I mean Mr. Grey's office with Denise waiting for an explanation. But here I am sitting in front of them.

"Well?" Paul said to me.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.

"Demi, dear don't be upset with me." Denise cried.

I found it amazing how she said don't be upset with me instead of don't be upset with us.

"How can I not be upset? For eighteen years, I lived thinking that I was a twin and that I had two parents who only thought about them. But guess what now I know that I'm moiré messed up than that."

"Demetria, we were going to tell you." Paul answered calmly.

"When were you going to do that exactly?"

"Before you left, but Selena had to tell you and it all just came out."

"Ha! Selena didn't just tell me she told the whole world. I was the last one to know while everyone else knew. Even Miley knew."

"Look, Demetria, we were just doing your biological mother a favor."

"Yes, Demi. Nick is a twin but she died right after she was born. Your real mom was young and couldn't handle a baby. So she let us adopt you. "

"Who named me?"

"She did. She wanted you to have a little piece of her. So she named you Demetria Devonne, but she told us if the name was ever too much to just call you Demi." Paul answered.

"Wow, so that's it? You guys took me from her but you didn't even have the decency to treat me like a real person?"

"We took care of you like she asked. You should be grateful considering where you could be at the moment." Paul said bitterly.

"I would be with her and maybe even with my real dad. We'd be a family and happy."

"Oh, Demi. Please don't be upset with me." Denise begged.

"How can I not be? You were good to me but you let him do all he did to me. You let him yell, hit and do all those stuff to us when all we wanted to be was ourselves. You're not a horrible person like he is but you're not a good mom. And I'm going to look for mine."

"You can't." Denise said quietly. It was barely a whisper so I almost didn't hear what she said.

"What do you mean I can't?"

Paul sighed. "Shortly after you were born, your mother died. It was hit and run and the driver was never found. She was killed instantly."

I was speechless. I looked at the both of them and it shocked me how much they disgusted me. I turned and left. I heard Denise's sobs and her calling my name but I couldn't listen anymore. I shut the front door and walked away.

Miley's POV

After finding out Nick's news, it was time to go see my father. I knew if I didn't go I would regret it. I made my way to Selena's house and prayed she wasn't there. I didn't exactly tell Nick where I was going but I was hoping he would kind of figure it out on his own.

Luckily, it was Robby Ray Stewart himself who answered the door. He was wearing a red plaid shirt, jeans and an old pair of boots I remember Brandi getting him years ago.

"You kept them." I said still looking down at his feet.

He knew what I was talking about but he didn't comment. Instead he led me into the house. We made our way to the living room and we just sat there before I decided to say something.

"I'm leaving."

'Where are you going?"

"Italy. Then to New York. I got into Juilliard."

"Oh. That's good. You always did love music." He said sadly.

"I got that from you. I got a lot from you."

"Miles, I'm sorry."

"For what? Don't you think there're too many things for you to be sorry for?"

"Miley, I don't want to argue with you."

"Who's arguing? I'm just stating a point. Geez, whatever happened to honesty is the best policy?"

"Goodness, Miles. When did you get like this?"

"Get like what dad? What am I doing wrong? Being honest? Because last time I checked you always told me to stand my ground."

"Miley, I made a mistake. Can't you realize that?"

"I know you did. That doesn't mean I'm going to forget about it though. Just because you know you were wrong doesn't mean I have to forgive you."

He stayed quiet for awhile. I had only one more thing to say. Even if I never see him again I had to let him know.

"I don't hate you for any of it. I just can't forgive you. You want to know what the funniest part of it all is. I still love you. And I hope even tough Selena is your daughter now and you have a wife you can still love me."

I got up before he could even answer and as I turned the knob of the front door I heard him speak.

"I will always love my Smiley Miley. You will always be in my mind and my heart. "

I smiled and closed the door. This would not be our last meeting and this won't be the end. Hell, I don't even know what it is but it's something good.

Okay, so that was more of a wrap up of everything. Don't worry that was not the end there's still a chapter to go and it's a long one too. Thanks 1234 for commenting and reading my story. I hope you review this chapter because I honestly need to know how badly I did on this one. Also thank you to all my readers because I realize that on fan fiction we come to share our talent and ideas and the reviews are just a bonus. Thanks for reading and adding me to your guys made writing a little easier. So please review and if you can check out my latest story We are What We Experience.