Sorry I've been neglecting you guys. Here it is though, first chapter! I was originally going to post it later, but I thought DaddysGirl4EverAnd4Always1212 could use the pick me up. Yep, have to agree with her, boys suck, and JB is a good pick me up.=P

Six years ago (Miley's ten)...

Miley tried sleeping, but the gun shots rang from outside her window, joined by police sirens.

Her mommy had always told her to lock her room door and to keep the bars on her window secure. Her bed was close to the ground incase if someone shot through the window while she slept. And even in daylight, she'd grown accustomed to walking on her knees.

Her daddy had explained everything a long time ago. Her mommy's parents hadn't liked him much and disowned her, leaving them living there. His parents had died long before. So, in order to feed his mom and Jackson (who was two years older than her) he'd joined a gang and then when Oliver came along a year later, he became the leader. Meaning a lot of people wanted him that included killing his family if they had to.

That's when she heard the front door of the house slam down.

She heard yells and screams erupt from the living room and felt the hairs on her neck go up, sending chills down her spine.

She felt the door of her open and a hand muffle her screams.

"Shhh, Miley it's us." she felt relief rush through her at the sight of Jackson's blonde head. Oliver stood behind him holding a baseball bat.

"Miley you know the dog house we had for Sophie out in the back?" she nodded with wide eyes.

"Well, me and Oliver are going to distract them and you run outside and STAY THERE. Got it? Don't move until we come and get you, if we don't... Wait until the men leave and slip through the fence and run to Lilly's house okay?" she nodded and sobbed.

They both hugged her and she cried.

"Okay, Miley now!" she saw them knock one of the guys over the head, and she ran outside in to the little dog house.

Sophie was a tiny dog, but Miley was pretty smart for someone who was ten. She managed to slip in and grabbed her little dog for warmth. She shivered. It was cold winter night and she was dressed in nothing but hello kitty pajamas. She tended to kick one of her socks when she slept, and her foot was cold.

Miley stopped moving. Stopped breathing.

She saw a foot. And it was standing right in front of the dog house.

"Where's the dog?" he asked.

"Who cares? Probably slipped out the back door."

"You kill Stewart?"

"Yeah and his wife too. Come on let's get out of here before the cops show up."

"Fine, but you know the boss won't be happy. Can't find any of his kids."

"So what? Apparently they ran off. Anyways they speak, and bang they die in a second."

"Fine, but Gray won't be happy."

"Is he ever?"

Slowly, Miley saw them leave.

She didn't know how long she stayed there. Wether it was minutes, or hours, she didn't care.

Miley remembered the old saying 'There's nothing to fear but fear itself.'

But what about losing everything you had in one night?

Now that was something to fear.

And she was living her own worst nightmare.

Present

"Jake, stop that." she giggled.

"No Miles, I don't think I will." he laughed and continued to tickle her.

Miley let out an involuntary laugh.

"Jake Ryan I don't care if your my best friend, you stop, or I'm telling everyone that your real name is Leslie!"

He stopped immediately.

Miley laughed at how easy it was to bait him.

Jake was Lilly's cousin. His mom died in a drive by, and there he was.

In their neighborhood everyone was either black, part mexican, italian, or something of that nature. It seemed Lilly and Jake were the only two gringos within a fifty mile radius.

That wasn't the case, but they were the only ones who looked it. With their blonde hair and green eyes, they didn't exactly blend in.

Miley, Jackson, and Oliver were lucky wnough not to, thanks to some very distant mexican blood. And Jackson's left hook.

They walked towards school, where Lilly and Oliver stopped sucking face long enough to wave. She abd Miley were never really friends, and much less wouldn't really talk if it wasn't that she was Oliver's girlfriend. Jackson and his girlfriend Sara waved over too. Same situation there. Sara was nicer than normal, so when she started sating one of the most dangerous guys in the neighborhood... Well to say people were surprised was an understatement.

She walked by Nate Gray and gave him a scathing look.

It was his family's fault she was stuck in this situation, and though his parents had died two years after hers, the bitterness never went away.

He turned and found her glaring at him. If it was any other girl, he'd probably have harassed her then and there, but her brother's reputation stopped him. Plus he wasn't the big cheese around those parts.

His brother was.

Jason had been a big deal too, but he left once he married his girlfriend Tess and became a preacher in Tennesse.

Shane, his brother was currently and juvie.

Miley turned after hearing a roaring motorcycle. She heard whispers.

"He's back."

"I though he was in jail."

"I heard he killed a guy."

"Not just any guy, his parole officer."

"I can't believe it..."

"Shane Gray is back."

Don't worry, there will be more of Shaney next chapter. Mean time, review! : )