Updates have been getting worse and worse I know, but good news - I have been inspired to write! My block has lifted somewhat! I have the next chapter sat ready and waiting so that will be out in a lot less time! I'm slowly piecing the rest of the remnants together so hopefully my brain with continue to flow with ideas. Thank you to all those have alerted, reviewed and most all, just still reading!

Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Under The Bridge

I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
I don't ever want to feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all that way.

"Holy fuck." Lilly twisted her head sideways to watch some of the blackmail video that Luanne had compiled. "You have to check this out." Lilly motioned as Miley paced the room, phone twisted away from her ear. "Miley."

"One moment." She mouthed. "Hello, I need to speak to the director." She tapped her foot impatiently. "No I won't hold, I need to book someone in asap." She sighed, rubbing her eyes, frustration growing. "No, I'm sorry, fucking listen to me, this is Miley Stewart and I need to send someone to you in the next week." Miley sighed again as she was asked to hold for what seemed the hundredth time. While she waited Miley wandered over to Lilly as the camera zoomed in on her hand that was disappearing down the front of Lilly's pants. "What on earth? How did she get this, we were totally alone."

"Or so we thought, it just proves how easy it is for people to get footage of us together."

"Is that what we look like when we're having sex?" Miley dropped her jaw. "Err, hello." Lilly stemmed her laughter, pausing the video as she let Miley resume her conversation. "Are you kidding me?"

"What?" Lilly said quietly.

"I am not trying to impersonate Miley Stewart, I am Miley Stewart, my publicist put me through to you. I have told you who I am. I need to book someone in to your clinic asap." Miley rolled her eyes. "I feel like I'm going round and round in fucking circles. Trace my call, do whatever, I expect a phone call back to my publicist within the hour, she will forward my call to my cell." With that final sentence Miley slammed her phone down and let out a frustrated moan. "Why don't they believe who I am?"

"Because you're the squeaky clean star with no issues?" Lilly offered.

"Fuck you." Miley poked her tongue out.

"Seriously though, what happened, what did they say?"

"You mean after going round in circles? Well they say they do have places, but they tried to tell me it was very expensive and is a totally private rehab, do I sound like I'm five years old?"

"Right now, yes."

"They were just so rude, I need to get Lu in to a clinic as soon as possible, she asked for my help and I'm gonna give her as much help as I can give her. It just pisses me off that they think I'm not who I say I am. I can give them as much money as they want."

"You sound like a spoilt child star."

"What's the point of having all this money if I can't use it to help my own cousin? All I'm trying to do is the right thing." Miley slumped on the bed next to Lilly.

"I know." Lilly put her arm round Miley. "It's tough but this has only just happened, I know you wanna help but just wait for your publicist. Okay?"

"Okay." Miley nodded and leant forward to kiss Lilly briefly on the lips.

"Ow." Lilly pinched the bridge of her nose as she pulled away from Miley.

"Oh God." Miley fussed as she tilted Lilly's head backwards. "Do you think we should get that looked at?"

"No. Don't be stupid. It's just a bloody nose, I've had worse face planting the half pipe."

"Sorry for caring." Miley flashed her eyes. "I don't want a girlfriend with a bent nose."

"I think it would make me look more dashing."

Miley rolled her eyes at Lilly. "Whatever."

An hour and a half's worth of calls back and forth and Miley found herself able to sit down. "She's in." Miley sighed, putting her phone on the bed. "They'll have a place ready for her Friday."

"This Friday?" Lilly raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Yeah. After finding out that I was the real Miley they couldn't move fast enough. I've have made sure that everyone that I've contacted will not leak anything to the press."

"I don't think they'll be too fussed about Luanne." Lilly thought for a moment. "That sounded bad. I didn't mean it like that."

"I know you didn't. Listen," Miley took hold of Lilly's hand. "The reason I wanna keep Luanne a secret is because if the press even get a whiff of what Luanne has on us they will be like flies to shit. Eventually it would come out."

"Lilly, what the Sam heck happened to you?" Robbie took one look at Lilly's eye and pulled out a bag of peas from the freezer. "Here, wrap these up in a towel and hold it on your eye."

"Thanks." Lilly smiled gratefully and sat down on the chair before holding the pack to her face.

"So what happened?"

"I don't think that's for me to say."

"What in the world do you mean? You've got an eye that's turning the colours of the rainbow. Tell me."

"I don't wanna." Lilly looked down allowing silence to fill the room. Robbie cleared his throat, hoping that the silence would make Lilly talk, unfortunately it didn't last long.

"Lilly, sweetheart, listen I wondered if you could... what in the world?" Mamaw lifted up the peas. "Lovely. Did you walk in to a fist or do it yourself?"

"I hit her." Luanne walked in to the room swallowing furiously. Her face was deathly white except for the split eyebrow and deep scratches that lined her neck.

"You did what?" Mamaw raised her voice, her height suddenly growing and her red hair finally living up to its name. "And what has happened to you? Jesus, you look like you need a pack of peas too."

"Mamaw, it's not how it looks."

"It looks to me like Luanne has punched you in the eye. Is this true?"

"Technically yes." Lilly switched her gaze to Luanne before moving it back to Mamaw.

"Sweet Jesus, what in God's name in happing in this house?" The silence suddenly filled the kitchen once more, neither Lilly or Luanne wanting to admit what had happened the previous night. "I want answers and I want them now. You can't go around whacking one another."

"Lilly didn't hit me." Luanne's small voice could barely be heard. "I hit her."

"What is wrong with you? Why did you hit Lilly?"

"So much." Luanne shook her head. "Mamaw... I...I..." Her eyes glazing over.

"Go and get Miley." Lilly indicated with her head towards the stairs. Luanne swallowed, looking at the floor before moving slowly towards the stairs.

"Why Miley?" Robbie switched his gaze back to Lilly.

"Please Mr. Stewart."

A minute later Miley quickly came down the stairs with Luanne in tow.

"Now will someone please tell me what the heck is going on?" Mamaw did a double glance at Miley. "Dear God, what have you three been up to?"

"We had a fight."

"I can see that Miley but why the secrecy, we can see that all of you have bashed one another."

"Actually Lilly didn't punch anyone, I hit her when she tried to pull me off Luanne."

"This just gets better."

"And I hit Lilly when I went for Miley, mine was more deliberate though."

"Still doesn't make it any better."

"What I wanna know is why you lot were fighting in the first place."

"I don't think that's relevant." Lilly whispered.

"I'd say it darn well is when you all look like this."

"I made a video of Miles and Lilly," Luanne paused. "You know, stuff."

"You what?" Robbie Ray exploded. "What the hell did you think you were doing?"

"Daddy, just calm down, Lu's getting to that bit." Miley put a soft hand on her father's forearm.

"I wanted money, I was gonna blackmail Miley."

"You what?" It was Mamaw's turn to yell at Luanne. "Why on earth would you want to do that to anybody, let alone your own cousin."

"I hate it." Luanne whispered.

"What, what do you hate?" Although Mamaw was angry she sensed the sadness in her granddaughter's voice. She allowed her own voice to soften just a fraction, she realised there was something deeply wrong.

"Everything. I hate it here, I hate everyone around me, I hate my life." She looked down in her lap. "That's why I wanted the money, I thought if I had enough I could go somewhere else and start anew." Luanne looked up the see her Mamaw's shocked face, clearly this was news. "I'm just so miserable all the time. Every morning I just can't be bothered, some days I just hope I don't wake up. The only way I could get up any sort of high was to use coke, it seemed to pick me up enough to function." Even Miley and Lilly were surprised by this admission, apparently it was not just her depression that needed treatment. "The coke allowed me time to plot my scheme for Miley."

"Why didn't you tell any of us this?"

"Because I thought none of you were interested, you all seemed to have something going on all the time. Daddy's never around, he's always away with his new women." Luanne shrugged.

"If you need help then you should ask for it."

"Mamaw, that's the point, she shouldn't have to ask for it, someone should have noticed it. When Hannah started going off the rails I got hauled back and made to take a look at what was going on. Everyone else saw what a brat I was being except me. Lu has looked after herself for so many years, I think we just didn't realise that. To all of us Lu appeared to cope but really wanted someone to be a mother so she could go back to being the child. Am I right Lu?"

"Yeah." Luanne's usual strong exterior had been reduced to nothing but rubble, she crumbled in front of everyone. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me."

"It's alright baby girl." Mamaw pulled Luanne in to a tight, comforting hug, she couldn't do anything right now but a hug seemed the right thing to do. "We'll get you sorted."

"I sorta have already."

"What?" Robbie looked at his battered and bruised daughter. "What have you done?"

"Luanne asked me for help so I'm giving it to her."

"What have you done Miley?" Mamaw looked from granddaughter to granddaughter.

"I found a clinic in California, they have a place for her, she can be there by Friday."

"Wait, hold on a second."

"No Dad. Lu broke in front of me last night, she asked me for help, don't you get that? I wanna help my cousin."

"What about Bobby? Does he know? Has he had a say."

"It's not his choice. It's mine." Luanne looked at her uncle with the same steely blue eyes as Miley. "I want to get better, I haven't felt happy in a long time, I'll take anything that might do that."

"Are you sure you wanna do all this Miley?" Mamaw looked across.

"Yeah, I've got millions of pounds just sat doing nothing, I'd rather use that and give Lu her life back. If she costs me what's in there then so be it." The two cousins connected eyes with one another, both giving each other a smile. "I've got my jet coming here Friday morning to fly Lu back."

"Why California?"

"I wanted a fresh start, right now I just can't be near here. It's just got too many painful memories."

"I don't really know what to say to all of this." Mamaw said.

"Me neither."

"The only person who can stop me is the person this is all about. I'll ask Lu in front of you, then you'll know. Lu, do you want to go to the clinic in California and get help."

"God yes."

"Long holiday huh?" Lilly said as her and Miley watched the horses graze in the afternoon sun.

"Yeah. Fucking crazy. Who knew my family were so dysfunctional?"

"Shall we let them meet my family and see what happens?"

Miley let out a loud laugh. "God no, it would be like world war three."

Lilly laughed along with her girlfriend. "I think you're right. Did Luanne get to California okay?"

Miley dropped her smile and picked at a long strand of grass next to her. "Yeah, she let me know as soon as she touched down and then again when the limo arrived at the clinic."

"You sent her in a limo?" Lilly was slightly amused, there seemed an odd sense of irony in that statement.

"I don't have any other contract cars, it was that or a chauffeur."

"Sorry little miss pop star. Did the clinic give you call?"

"Yeah, they just said they'll do an initial assessment and decide the best course of treatment after that."

"Will they let you know about Luanne's progress?"

"No, she's not a minor so everything is confidential but I believe she can give them permission on what I she wants or doesn't want me to know. I'm just glad she's somewhere safe know."

"I know. I'm glad she's safe, that means my poor nose is too."

"I'm sure it's broken, I don't know why you wouldn't let me take you to hospital."

"They can't do anything unless it shifts about half a foot across your face."

"And you're the expert?"

"Broken just about every bone in my body haven't I?" Lilly gave Miley a toothy grin.

"True."

"As much as I have enjoyed it here I do miss Malibu."

"I know, time to get back to the slow lifestyle."

"Slow? Are you kidding me?"

"After this month anything will seem slow."