So Chapter 25 is finally here, long wait I know. Thank you everyone for the reviews and favourites, really cheered me up this week. Had my gran's funeral which was really nice and met loads of relatives who I didn't really know but they seemed to know me very well. So thanks for all your patience and hopefully the updates will be quicker soon :D Disclaimer – I do not own Harvest Moon or any of its characters x

Chapter 25 – Vaughn's P.O.V

"Still playing cowboy then little bro?" Skye said as he pushed his long silver hair behind his shoulder, leaving his fringe to cover up on eye. I growled in a low tone before glaring at him from under my hat.

"You stopped being my brother the minute you walked out on me …" I spat. He shrugged, letting his hair fall back to where it had begun. Pulling his hands out of his pockets he took a step closer to me. The light from the streetlamp allowed me to his face clearly. He had aged a lot since his 15 year old face that had stuck with me all these years. Although he was only 32, he looked a lot older. And ever so slightly feminine as he'd let his hair grow out.

"Now, now little bro. I didn't have any choice, I did it for you" He said. Anger burnt up inside me and pushed any feelings of understanding away, causing my vision to glow red. I suddenly felt 10 years old again.

"Bullshit did you do it for me Skye. You did it purely for yourself with no fucking care for me. Do you know what they did to me there?" I asked, seething. I'd waited so long for this moment, to make Skye see how he'd left things. How torn up I was and how much I resented him for it. He closed his eyes before running a hand through his hair. He reminded me of a snake, sly and sneaky, always trying to get out of sticky situations.

"Vaughn … I swear I would have come back for you. But I got caught up in … certain affairs." He said so smoothly that he seemed not to be fazed by my glaring death looks.

"You have no idea Skye. You stayed for one year. I stayed there for eight. Eight years of being used as a human ashtray, punching bag and starving. All throughout that time I told myself you would be back for me. Back to rescue me from the horrific abuse they gave me and the other children. Remember Claire? She died Skye. They told the hospital she'd 'accidently' drank a full bottle of bleach. And because they were the 'sainted' orphanage they didn't say anything about it. She killed herself Skye, shortly after you left because you were the only thing keeping her together. As for me, I got beaten unconscious every other night for being 'too young'. Do you have any idea of how that feels? Being told you're more useless than a piece of shit every day?" I was yelling now. The anger finally flowing out of me and drowning the sorry excuse for the man in front of me. I wasn't a little kid any more, I was now strong enough to yell at the world and make it listen. Skye stayed silent, unusually silent. He stayed like this for a good 2 minutes before he cleared his throat. I squared my shoulders and pushed my hat out of my eyes so I could see him clearly.

"Vaughn, I had to go … I had …" He stuttered, losing his sleek, arrogant appearance. I growled again before turning around. All I wanted to do was turn around and kick the shit out of his little fucking face but I didn't. I was better than that, I could fire all the abuse I wanted but in the end, I couldn't turn back time. I had other another life now. Before I had the chance to walk towards my car Skye spoke up.

"I went to find Dad …" He said. I froze on the spot. He shook me off for that worthless piece of shit? This time I turned back around and walked over towards him. I was a good 3 inches taller than him and started down into his emerald green eyes.

"What?" I asked through gritted teeth. He was taking the piss now.

"I went to look for Dad Vaughn," He repeated. I squinted my eyes and stared intensely at him.

"Dad? Why? Why would you ditch me for him?" I asked, a thousand thoughts flying around my head. That monster killed Mum. He tore her apart and left us to fend for ourselves.

"Vaughn, he's our Dad. And I swear I would 'a come back for you but it took a little longer than I thought. I never meant to leave you … but"

"But nothing Skye. You left me for the man who killed our Mum …" I said with no emotion in my words. He placed his hands back into his pockets and leant on the wall next to him. His green eyes pierced mine as the silence grew once again. I backed away and began heading over to the car where Chelsea was sat inside.

"You're not worth it" I muttered just loud enough so he could hear. Behind me I could hear him sigh as I walked over to the driver's side. Just as my hand took hold of the door handle Skye spoke up.

"You remind me of him you know" I didn't turn around. His mind games wouldn't work on me; after all we were the same blood.

"I'm nothing like him" I replied before opening the door and stepping inside. Closing the door behind me I locked it and placed my head onto the steering wheel.

Chelsea's P.O.V –

He rested his head on the steering wheel and didn't say anything. I placed a hand on his shoulder and gently stroked him. After a few minutes his head finally emerged and he turned to face me, his eyes were slightly red.

"How much did you hear?" He asked staring me dead in the face. His eyes had seemed to have lost every ounce of emotion within them. Truth was, I heard everything. It was pretty hard to not to with all the shouting. I didn't reply, he already knew the answer.

"I didn't want you to know what they did to me, not everything …" His voice trailed off into the distance. I knew he was still holding some minor details out but I didn't want to hear the horrific things that had happened to him. It would break my heart. He took off his hat and held it in his hands, running his finger over the leather brown rim. In the corner of my eye, through the mirror I saw Skye hunch his shoulders before heading back inside at a slow pace. I turned back to Vaughn and ran my right hand through his silver coloured hair. I'd always said Vaughn and Skye looked alike.

"Are you alright?" I asked, my voice low and soothing. He looked up from his hat and into my eyes. His eyes showed the deep battle roaring through his head, concentration hard.

"Chelsea …" He paused and sighed. I knitted my eyebrows together while searching his face for answers. From his perfect, messed up hair to his low jaw, nothing gave me any idea of what he was thinking. He pushed a strand of hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear before capturing my eyes in his.

"I love you" He said before leaning in and kissing me. My heart suddenly shot into my mouth as a flurry of butterflies rushed through my stomach. Either my ears just fucked my mind or Vaughn had just said the three most feared yet powerful words in existence. If it wasn't for Vaughn making out with my face I might have just thrown up all over his car. Vaughn had just told me that he'd loved me, and being Vaughn meant that he truly meant it. As he pulled away, I could still tell in the darkness that he had a slight blush across his face. I took hold of his hands before crawling into his lap. As I entwined my fingers in his as I rested my head in the crease between his shoulder and neck. He leant down and kissed my forehead before resting his chin on the top of my head.

"Vaughn?" I asked, prodding his middle finger with my forefinger and comparing the sheer size difference between our hands.

"Yeah?" He asked, playing with my long hair with his other hand. I took a deep breath of his scent and looked up at him.

"I love you too" I smiled. My heart thudded against my chest as the words slipped off my tongue and burned deep into the air. I'd never told anyone that I'd loved them, ever. Maybe because I never actually had loved anyone like I loved Vaughn. There were no words to describe how I felt for this cowboy. He sighed before wrapping his arms around me and squeezing me tight.

"You shouldn't" He said quietly. I stopped and pushed myself up out of his grasp so that I was sat on his lap facing him. My back touched the steering wheel as I looked at him in confusion.

"Why shouldn't I?" I asked. Folding my arms across my chest and staring at him for answers. He sighed before placing his hands on my thighs which were at either side of his waist.

"Because … of Denny" He replied looking into my eyes and tracing a circled on my leg. I unfolded my arms before placing them on either side of Vaughn's face.

"Vaughn I can break up with Denny …" I said, searching his eyes, not completely sure that Denny was the only reason.

"No you shouldn't …" He said, avoiding my gaze and staring at the gearstick to my right instead. I moved his head slightly so he was forced to look into my eyes.

"Bu-" I began to protest when Vaughn cut in.

"Chelsea, Denny loves you. He's crazy about you. At the hospital he sat crying next to you for a solid three hours before he finally slept from exhaustion. And he's a good, honest man …" He placed his hands over mine and pulled them away from his face before resting them gently on my waist.

"When did you start to like him?" I asked, slight anger rising inside. Why couldn't he see that he was the one I loved? I didn't want to be with Denny if my heart lay with someone else.

"He can give you a good life Chelsea …" He said, now looking directly into my eyes. I could feel myself welling up. I always cried when I was angry which I really hated, it made me look like a fucking idiot. I didn't reply, I didn't want to start an argument with him. I couldn't help but think that he knew something that I didn't, something big. Vaughn gently brushed away the silent tear away from my cheek and pulled me into a hug. I buried my head into his silver hair and wrapped my arms around him before leaning in and kissing him. Whatever he said, I knew wow I felt. And Vaughn could never convince me otherwise.

Suddenly there was a sharp know on the window next to us which made me jump back and hit my head on the sun visor behind me. I placed a hand on my head before looking out of the window to see Jill standing there shivering. Vaughn stuck the keys into the ignition and rolled down the window so we could speak to her. She crouched down a little but stayed silent. I looked at her confused before I looked at the position that me and Vaughn were in, I was sat on his lap with my knees at either side of his legs.

"Erm … Skye said that you two were heading off so I just wanted to say goodbye" She said, trying to focus her attention on me but her eyes kept wandering to Vaughn and back to me. I smiled awkwardly before slowly crawling off of Vaughn's lap and opening the door to be outside with Jill. She was still in her cream wedding dress and looked as stunning as she did this morning. I reached over and pulled her into a tight hug before stepping away again.

"I'm so happy you and Skye found each other. Make sure he treats you right or he'll have me to deal with" I smiled. She chuckled before taking hold of my hand.

"I'll make sure he knows. Now Chelsea, you'd better look after yourself and make sure you call me more often so I know you're alright." She smiled as she squeezed my hand. I nodded and gave her a hug before retreating back to the car.

"Oh and Chelsea?" She asked. I turned around to look at her.

"Don't go getting your heart broken" She said quietly, nodding her head towards the car. I rolled my eyes at her before replying.

"Goodnight Mrs Jacobs" I grinned. She chuckled before heading back towards the club as I got back into the car. Turning to face Vaughn I nodded before fastening my seatbelt into the holder and placing my hands in my lap. He started the engine and soon the black BMW was racing down the road, back to Vaughn's warm, cosy apartment.

So Chelsea is still unaware of the proposal from Denny … well that's going to have to change ;) Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, although not a lot happened through the scene we finally hear Chelsea and Vaughn admit their feelings for each other :D Thanks again for reading and please stay tuned for the next update. Ciao peeps x