A/N: Before you read this I think it is important to know that Tiara is being so tough and bitchy to her parents because she feels that all the self-esteem, self-image, and negative thoughts stem from them because they didn't love her the way she needed. That's why she literally needs Ian because he is the only person that has made her feel good about herself and not worthless. She has no feelings of love towards her parents only things I say that her parents do are some of the things my friend has gone through and the way Tiara feels I got from my own self issues.

Chapter 6- Family Ties: Part 2

Point of View: Tiara Green

I wake up slowly and alone. I do the normal morning routine then slip on one of Ian's shirts and some short shorts. After I see there is no one in the kitchen I make my way down to the living room and hear Cheynne and Ian talking.

"I feel so guilty because of my own stupid mistakes and keeping it from Tiara is crushing me," Ian says.

"Whatever you are keeping from her you can tell her you should know by now that you can tell Tiara anything."

"It's not that I feel as if I can't tell her things I don't have a choice but to not tell her or I'll be putting everyone in danger."

"What do you mean?"

"I-" I hear paper moving.

"Are you sure?"

"Cheynne I know that for a fact."

"Wow and you can't go to the police I assume?"

"Nope."

"Jesus Christ…."

"Thank you for listening I know I've kind of put you in the middle of this."

"No it's fine Ian. Tiara can be difficult to handle sometimes."

"I should go wake my sleeping beauty up."

I walk into the living room as Ian gets up. "Good morning."

"Good morning beautiful I love your choice of attire." He pulls me onto his lap and kisses me taking his sweet time.

"Jeez you go to sleep all over each other and wake up all over each other. You two are like rabbits." Cheynne says.

"No we are not! What do you expect anyways we're engaged? Just imagine when we are newlyweds."

"Is it so bad that I want to show my gorgeous fiancée that I love her every second that I can?" Ian says before kissing my forehead.

Cheynne can't help but smile a little, "Remind me to never get in an argument with you two in the same room. You're lucky that I am the biggest Tian supporter there is."

Ian and I look at each other, "I'm pretty sure we are the biggest supporters."

"How do you two do that?"

"Mind reading," We say again at the same time.

"Well you're not going to be too happy with him once he tells you what he did."

"I'm sure there's nothing that can take me out of this good mood."

"Your family is coming over to see you." Ian says in a whisper.

"Okay what's so bad about that? I've missed my brothers."

"Go on and tell her who you invited Ian."

I feel his whole body tense up, "Your brothers and your um parents."

"…Wait who?" He must be joking or I didn't hear him right.

"Your brothers and parents."

I jump up to my feet, "Why the fuck would you do that?"

"Tiara you need to settle this vendetta with your parents."

"Don't you think that should be my damn decision? How would you feel if I invited Kate Bosworth, Nicky Hilton, Maggie Grace, Megan Auld, Ashley, Alena Gerber, and Nina over and said you all should settle your little vendettas?"

"You seriously know all my famous exes by date?"

"It's my job to know and don't act like you don't know who, the date, time, and place of when I supposedly lost my virginity. C'mon let me hear it I know you know!"

"…June 3, 2003 in a Macy's dressing room at around one in the afternoon with a fifteen year old named Grayson and you we're fourteen."

"See! I didn't even tell you all of that your stalking has no limits! You can't even talk to me about what you're thinking! You have no clue why I don't have a relationship with my parents anymore."

"He's just trying to help make your life happier," Cheynne chimed in.

"Oh so you side with him? What is w-" Before I had the chance the finish the doorbell rang. "Must be mommy and daddy dearest if you think I'm answering the door for those people you have another thing coming."

Ian gets up and I flop down on the couch with my arms over my chest. "This is going to be good," Cheynne mumbles.

I hear the hellos and nice to finally meet yous then I see my eldest brother Tony walk in with a sympathetic smile, my other older brother Quentin, and then my parents Gina and Anthony file in. Ian sits back down next to me and the whole room gets quiet you can't even hear anyone breathing.

"You don't think those shorts are a little short Tiara?" Gina asks.

"Well yes they are called short shorts for a reason. After seven years of not seeing me that's the first thing you say? I was expecting an I'm sorry and utterly idiotic but of course that will happen when you stop being a bitch."

"She is still your mother." Anthony says.

"So what? She called me a slut and whore oh and how could I forget 'A sad excuse for a daughter you're a confused slut'. So sorry if I don't want to acknowledge that that woman is my mother and that you, a terrible example of a man, is my father."

"I said that out of anger," Gina replies.

"Anger? Really anger? You must take me for a foolish confused slut then because I know you said it out of pure disgust. You hate me you threw me out on my ass at fourteen when you found out I wasn't a virgin. You took me back in when you forced an OB/GYN's fingers and tools up my vagina to see if my hymen was still intact. Then there was when I was sixteen and you blew a gasket when I said I was bisexual. You said there was something wrong with me that I had to be crazy and seeking attention. That if all eyes weren't on me I was an attention-seeking whore! That it wasn't good enough for me to just want in guys' pants I wanted into girls' pants too. Finally yet importantly, when I admitted that I wasn't attracted to people of the same race as me in a romantic way. You said that you need to keep it in the same color have the same link to history. Well the holocaust is over, slavery is over, and you two need to get a grip on reality it's the twenty-first century where interracial couples are allowed to be together."

"We were looking out for your best interest making life simpler."

"Simple is boring and my best interest is me being happy but you obviously don't care about that. Look you're still not going to apologize so why are we here? Maybe you're going to apologize for throwing your sons out and beating them with a broom! There's a difference between discipline and child abuse I think you crossed the barrier. I don't need either of you you've caused more pain than you're worth and poor Ian over here has to put up with the shit you caused! I don't have self-esteem because my father would ask if I was gaining weight or tell me that I was fat when he was sitting on his fat ass every day making me fetch shit for him. Maybe I wouldn't have gained weight if your wife hadn't shoved birth control pills down my throat because she didn't want to have to take care of a baby. I'd let Satan himself hold my children before I let you. I don't feel worthy to be loved by anyone because you treated me like trash you didn't care if I committed suicide you didn't notice the cuts on my wrists. I wanted to feel something anything I didn't want to be an empty shell that never ate, spoke, or slept. My so-called mother you're a cold heartless bitch and slut too we both know you cheated on dad multiple times. My so-called father you're a pompous motherfucker that thinks he's too smart for the world when in reality your dumb as fuck plus you're a man whore too you cheated with women all over the world on multiple occasions. You don't give a rat's ass about me or yourselves and I don't give a rat's ass about you either." I lean back on the couch with my arms folded staring the roots of my pain in the eye.

"What about the wedding?" Gina mumbles.

"What about it? If that's your half-assed way of asking if you can come the answer is no. I'm sure my eldest brother can manage the most important walk of my life."

"We do love you," Anthony interjects.

"You can shove that back up your ass where it came from because that's complete bullshit."

The room is dangerously quiet again unable to even hear anyone breathe probably because they aren't. I get up and walk up to my bedroom leaving all my now finished business downstairs. As I sit down on the couch in front of the bed, I hear the front door closing then a few seconds later Ian is by my side. He rubs up and down my back trying to calm me down.

"I'm so sorry I didn't know they had done all of that if I had I would keep them away from you."

"It's fine you didn't know."

He pulls me close and kisses me, "How about you take a nap and relax?"

"But I don't want to be away from you plus I'm sure I have work I should be doing."

"Baby you are ahead as usual now get in bed and relax that's an order from your boss."

"What if I don't want to be away from you? I even miss you in my sleep."

Ian narrows his eyes at me then finally breaks when I pout. "Get in bed Tiara I'll lay with you."

"Thank you." I get under the sheets, as does he.

Ian pulls me in close wrapping his arms around me, "Sleep baby."

I usually don't post twice in a day (At least try not to) BUT since I'm pretty much done with the story I was in a good mood:) The next chapter is interesting hopefully you think in a good way:) Review, favorite, follow, suggestions and spread the word please!:)