Hey everyone! Sorry for the late update, I was super busy with finals but I'm finally finished and school is over….at least for the next two months or so. Anyways, as promised, here's some serious drama in this chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 20

Shilo could feel an unpleasant feeling arising in her stomach as she read the lyrics on the page. She didn't even have to ask to know what the song was about.

The law won't arrest you

The world won't detest you

You never did anything any man wouldn't do

"What are you doing? That's private!"

Shilo turned to see Jillian who was giving her a looking irritated in the doorway. The other walked over and snatched the journal from Shilo's hands. "I'm sorry!" she quickly said.

"Why would you go through my stuff?" she asked

Shilo looked away, embarrassed. "I was just curious is all."

Jillian rolled her eyes. 'That's always the excuse with these people isn't? Curiosity.'

"I'm sorry, okay?" Shilo repeated. "I didn't think it would be that big of a deal to be honest."

"You thought I wouldn't care if you looked through my journal? My private diary?"

"It didn't look like a diary to me. It looked like a notebook for your lyrics."

"Well it is like a diary for me. Don't change the subject! You still shouldn't have looked at it without my permission!"

Shilo turned around and looked at Jillian, shaking her head. "I don't get it. Last night you told me something extremely personal and not to mention have shared some other pretty deep secrets with me. Now you're getting mad at me from reading something I already know about?"

"Don't put this back on me!" Jillian sighed and took a seat next to her on the bed. "I guess you're right about me already sharing my personal life with you but I mean, isn't the whole purpose of keeping a journal for it to be private? You could have asked me first."

"I know. I just couldn't help myself. I've seen you writing in it before and wanted to take a look. It was sitting right there on the dresser when I woke up."

"Well then I guess that's my fault for leaving it there then."

"Still, you're right. I could have asked first."

Jillian shrugged. "Well it's too late to take it back now. You've probably already seen everything."

Shilo nodded bashfully

"So what do you think?"

"Of your lyrics?"

"Yeah."

"They're um, very…profound." She said for the lack of a better word.

"Is that a good thing?"

"Well yeah, I mean I could feel your emotions as I read them. You're a really good writer."

Jillian smiled. "Oh, well thanks."

"No problem. So how long have you been writing lyrics?"

"Only for about a year but I started writing poetry when I was sixteen. A lot of these are just converted from my old stuff."

"Has it helped at all? The poetry I mean."

"A little. When I was younger my mom suggested that I write to get my emotions out. That's when I was thirteen. I tried to write but couldn't think of anything. I preferred to read. I didn't attempt to try again until I had something to write about."

"I guess that makes a lot of sense."

There was another awkward moment of silence between them.

"So." Shilo began, "Have you ever thought of making any of these into songs. I mean what you have now is great but-"

"No. I couldn't do that. These are way too personal and they would get me into even more trouble.

"But-"

"It wouldn't be a good idea to share them." She protested. "Not now. I don't think I'd have the courage to share these with the world. They're way too confessional and revealing."

Shilo shrugged. "I guess you're right. Still though, I'd bet these would be hits."

"Thanks, Shi."

Shilo was about to open her mouth to respond but her stomach growled. Jillian laughed.

"Are you hungry?"

"A little." She admitted.

Jillian nodded "Me too. Let's get some food."

"So what are you hungry for?" asked Jillian as they walked to the kitchen.

Shilo shrugged. "It doesn't matter. I'm good with anything."

"Okay. Well let's see…" Jillian opened the refrigerator door and scanned around. Her eyes fell to the maple syrup. "How about waffles?" She remembered when she would make them for Mag and herself. Sometimes for Cynthia as well. The thought of eating them made her feel like a little kid again.

Shilo smiled, feeling a similar nostalgia." That sounds good. Can I help you with anything?"

Jillian laughed and shook her head. "That's okay. I just have to put them in the toaster." Jillian did said task and then took out the butter and syrup. When the waffles were ready she placed them on two plates and set everything on the table.

"Dig in." she said.

"Thanks." Shilo nodded. The two girls ate in silence before Jillian broke it.

"So what did you want do? Do want me to drop you back off at your house?"

Shilo quickly shook her head. "I don't know if I can ever go back there."

"Do you still think he's waiting there for you?"

"No it isn't that. It's just…that place has too many memories. I don't know why I ever decided to go back there in the first place."

Jillian hesitated for a moment. "Well you know, if you don't want to go back, you could always stay here."

"Really?" Shilo considered this for a moment. Did she want to live there? She didn't want to be alone in her old house but at the same time it seemed that Jill had some problems of her own. Shilo wasn't sure if she wanted to be around that. She just wanted to be happy if it was even possible.

"Sure, I mean I wouldn't mind having a roommate. Not if its you. I have an extra room and you're pretty much my closest friend now so, no I wouldn't mind." She smiled.

Then again in the short time they've known each other, Jillian had helped a lot and she didn't really ask for anything in return. Their newfound friendship gave them each someone to confide in. Maybe this could be good for the both of them. "Well…if it isn't too much trouble…"

"Move in." Jillian insisted.

"Okay." Shilo smiled.

Jillian nodded. "We'll go grab your stuff and then we can see what to do with your old house afterwards. I'll talk to Amber about selling it."

"Do you think she would let us?"

"Sure why not? It's not like she's going to use it anyway."

"You're sure about this?"

"Positive. Let's get changed and head out right now."

"Okay."

Pavi sighed as the dark haired gentern proceeded to kiss his neck. This should have excited him but he was terribly bored. It was true, the woman who was trying to please him was quite beautiful but she wasn't particularly special. It was her third day on the job and he had planned to seduce her once he laid eyes on her. Naturally he was successful. Yet the excitement of having a new partner wasn't present and it didn't seem likely at this point. This had happened before. The genterns were fun but they were also a dime a dozen. What he needed was someone he considered to be one in a million. She was due for a good punishment gentern noticed his lack of enthusiasm and stopped and looked up at him for a moment.

"What's wrong, Mr. Largo?" she asked, pouting her red lips.

He looked down at her and smiled sadly. "Sorry, bella." He said. "There's only one woman I want tonight and unfortunately it isn't you."

"Oh. I see." She reluctantly got off him and readjusted her dress. As she stood up Pavi examined her face. She was really pretty.

"On second thought." He said as he rode up. "Maybe there is something you can do for me."

The gentern gave him a look of confusion and he laughed. "You don't really know all that much about me do you? Let me give you a hint."

She gasped and her eyes widened as he took out his trademark weapon. He continued to smirk as she slowly backed against the wall…

The two girls arrived at Shilo's old house and the driver parked in front of the gate. Shilo gazed up at the house taking a deep breath. This time she would be leaving that place for good.

"Are you sure you don't want me to go in and help you get your stuff?" Jillian asked.

"No." Shilo shook her head. "This is something that I have to do on my own. I'll be out soon."

"Take your time." Jillian insisted.

Shilo nodded and sighed as the driver opened the car door. She stepped out of the car carrying the large suitcase Jillian had lent her. She put in the code for the gate and it opened. She slowly walked to the door, her boots clacking against the pavement. She put her key through the lock and stepped inside. She looked at the portrait of her mother for a moment and then proceeded to the stairs.

As walked up the stairs of her old home and couldn't help but feel a chill. She still didn't know why she ever decided to go back there in the first place. The house had always been a prison to her. The only reason why she thought she had wanted to go back was because being confined there for so long had made it a comfort zone. She didn't know what it was like it the outside world. Naturally she was curious and wanted to explore. However, just escaping for those few hours and getting a small taste of what the world was really like, she had found that her father had been right. The city was cruel, dark, and unsafe and the people who inhabited it were greedy and unforgiving. As she was about to head over to her room and gather her things her eyes traveled to the open door of her father's old room.

"Graves?" she whispered. She slowly walked to the room and stepped inside, putting the suitcase down. She sighed, no one was in there, and it was as empty as the rest of the house. She looked around the room gazed at all the old pictures on the night stand. There were some of him and Marni, some with Mag, and lot with the two of them. She picked up one of the photos. It was from her sixth birthday. She was wearing a paper crown he had made her and they were both smiling with their teeth. They looked so happy. She noticed that as she grew older, they less they smiled that way. It was more like a slight curve of their mouths. Shilo sighed and placed the picture down. She then walked over to his closet and saw one of his favorite jackets. She took it off the hanger and put it on. It was pretty big on her but it made her feel safe somehow.

'Damn it, Dad.' She thought to herself. 'Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave me here all alone? I never should have told you to go and die. I was just so angry. I didn't mean it. I loved you and I needed you despite all you put me through. Why did you leave me?'

Shilo fell back against the bed wrapped the jacket closer around her. 'A part of me feels like I don't even know you, dad, but I still want to. I wish I could have.'

She stared up at the ceiling as she reached her hands into each of the pockets. She stopped for a moment when she felt something in the left one. She pulled it out to see a small, folded paper. She sat up and opened it, curious. It was a note.

Dearest Nathan,

I'm sorry for dropping in so suddenly but I needed to speak with you. I had a feeling that you might throw me out and so I decided to write this note. I'm hurt that you lied to me and told me that Shilo had died. I wish you had trusted me enough to tell me the truth. I would have loved to have been there as Shilo was growing up. She's beautiful, just like Marni was. I wish you wouldn't have kept her locked up all these years. I see a lot of potential in her and I hope that you do as well. As glad as I am to know that Shilo is alive, I have something else to tell you, something extremely important. I know that we agreed to never talk about that night but something happened Nathan and you deserve to know the truth. You see, the reason why I was gone from the public so long is because I fell pregnant. I gave birth to a wonderful girl, her name is Jillian and she's your daughter, our daughter. Please, I know that this unexpected but I need to you to find her and keep her safe. I fear that she's in danger and I'm just not emotionally stable enough to care for her any longer. Please, Nathan, she needs you. She needs her father. My address hasn't changed. Please find her.

Love always, Mag

Shilo stared at the note for a moment longer, taking in every word. It only took her a second to put all the pieces together. Her father slept with Mag and made Jillian which meant that Jillian was her half-sister. She did have some family after all. This should have been good news, she should have felt happy. So why did she feel a sudden anger boiling over inside? It was because all of this meant that Shilo had to come to the sad conclusion. Jillian was around the same age as she was so if Nathan had slept with Mag, it also meant that Nathan had cheated on Marni, his wife, her mother, and Mag's supposed best friend. Shilo's fist clenched, causing her to crush the note in her hand. She could feel her face growing hot with rage and she was seething. This is the same kind of anger she felt when she found out that her father was a repo man. Shilo felt so betrayed not only by her father but now by her godmother, her idol. Shilo simply could not fathom this. Her eyes averted to a picture she had shown to Jillian, the one with Nathan, Mag, and Marni, three happy friends; Marni was in the middle. Shilo looked at the happy expressions of Nathan and Mag. Traitors. Shilo took the picture from the nightstand and threw it against the wall, causing the glass to break. She threw off her father's old jacket and stormed down the stairs, the note still clenching in her hand. She opened the door and slammed it as she walked out. Jillian noticed Shilo's angry expression from inside the car and stepped out.

"Shilo, what's wrong? What happened?"

Shilo turned to look at Jillian, the girl who looked so much like her mother. She walked up to Jillian and glared before slapping her hard across the face. Jillian gasped and grabbed her cheek where the pain stung. She was in disbelief.

"What the hell was that for?"

Shilo continued to glare." Your mother…was a whore."

Jillian's eyes widened. "Excuse me?" Now it was her turn to glare. "Who do you think you are? What gives you the right to say something like that?"

Shilo threw the note in Jillian's face before turning on her heels and began to run down the street.

"Shilo! Where are you going? Get back here! I'm not through with you yet! Shilo!" Jillian began to run off after her but it was too late, Shilo had jumped onto a moving garbage truck before Jillian could reach her.

"Shilo!" Jillian called out to her but the other girl had her back turned so Jillian wouldn't see the frustrated tears flowing down her face. It was true. She couldn't trust anyone.

Jillian bent down to catch her breath, defeated. She only stopped for a moment before she realized she still had the crumpled note in her hand. She stood up and opened it. She was astonished to see it was addressed to Shilo's father from her mother. When she was finished reading it she dropped to the ground in shock.

"Oh my God."

So what did you think? I hope you like it because the drama will only heighten from here. As always thanks for reading and review please!