Sorry it took so long to update. I'll try to update more, but homework is brutal this semester. Tests and practice exams are constant. Anyways, this was a hard chapter I didn't really know how to get this part right.

Chapter Four- Can't Ignore

Liv awoke to the sent of burning eggs, buttery toast, and maple syrup, standing in what Liv would describe as a kitchen an eighth the size of a normal kitchen was her mother cooking up a storm. It was something Liv noticed her mother did a lot when she was nervous or there was something on her mind. Unfortunately Addison wasn't a very good cook, and poor Delia was always left to clean up the mess.

Liv climbed down from her 'table' (she would never let her parents live that down) and leaned her head on the kitchen counter. "What are you doing?" She asked Addison clearly wondering what was with her mother, Liv herself was fifteen and attended a private prep school in Manhattan, Addison still always seemed to have more drama in her life however.

"Making breakfast for my daughter."

"Why?" Liv couldn't remember the last time her mother, her father and herself had eaten breakfast or any meal together just the three of them. Liv always ate breakfast with their au pair Delia, and lunches or dinner tended to be at restaurants or parties with her grandfather and a hundred other New Yorkers.

"We need to tell you something," Derek answered walking into the room. Gone where the Armani suits she was used to see her father wearing in New York, now Derek looked like he had stepped out of an Eddie Bauer commercial and was ready to go fishing.

"What is it?" Derek's voice had been serious and Liv knew to listen. Her mother was staring intensely at her father and Liv was staring to feel sick as she mashed eggs around her plate.

"Liv, last night we where surprised to see you and we didn't know how you were feeling." Derek looked out the window as he spoke, and Addison went to sit next to Liv.

"We didn't want to through so much news at you. It just shocked us that you were hear and we…" Derek stopped and looked in to Liv's eyes, they were glassy and he knew his daughter knew what they were getting at.

"Liv," Addison began. "We tried, we did, and we… We're sorry." Liv was still mashing the eggs around her plate no longer even looking at her parents.

"You got a divorce." It was a statement, emotionless and Addison realized it was almost as if Liv had expected it.

"Yeah." Derek whispered getting up to stroke his daughter's hair, when both his and Addison's pagers when off. "It's Mrs. Cameron."

"You can go."

"Liv," Addison sighed. She didn't want to leave Liv at the trailer, she didn't want go to into work. It was moments like this when she worried most, Liv was a good girl. She got good grades, stayed out of trouble, and had always obeyed. Her daughter was amazing and Addison had always wondered if they were pushing her too far. Would Liv one day rebel? Liv needed someone and Addison was painfully aware that she was often gone at those times, and Derek was even more absent. "I'm sure could handle the surgery," she began to object.

"Mom, it's okay. Go." Liv put on her best smile and blinked, a trick she had learned got rid of threatening to spill tears.

"You sure?" both Derek and Addison asked. Derek already grabbing his keys.

"Yeah," Liv answered louder. "Go" Finishing spreading jam on her toast, she smiled again. "I'll be fine." It took all she had not to break down when she realized they were already gone.