I'll be the Brightest, You'll See

"I can't believe you're out Scarlett." I looked to the drivers seat, a small smile planted on my face.

"After all these years I'm finally free." I sighed happily, unsure of what to really think. "Oli?" I asked. He glanced over at me and smiled. "What have I missed?" I asked curiously.

"Your parents moved house, they didn't wanna stay here anymore but they left the house to your sisters and you." Oli explained. "They're both living there now." He told me.

"Where did my parents move to?" I asked him.

"Apparently Canada." He said with a strange look upon his face.

"Well that's odd but I'm kinda relieved I don't have to deal with them anymore." I laughed, causing Oli to laugh too. Silence fell in the car and I began to feel a little awkward.

"So are we gonna discuss the big elephant in the room?" He suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

"What?" I asked trying to play dumb.

"Scarlett you know what." He laughed a little, trying to ease the situation. In all honesty Oli is the only person whom knows everything that's happened to me while I was in the psych hospital.

"I don't want to talk about it." I shrugged, looking out of the window.

"Why? You can't ignore it forever." He tried to pull me back in.

"Why not Oli?" I turned my head to look at him. "I was forced to have a child that I knew I wasn't ready for because my mom wouldn't help me out. I had to give said child up for adoption because I was too scared to tell her father that well she existed." I snapped at him. "Oli that was 4 years ago, I don't wanna drag this up from the past just because I'm out in the open and can freely talk about it. I don't want to talk about it." I shook my head at him.

"Okay, but the only reason you don't wanna talk about it is because you don't actually know if the child was Vic's." Oli said sternly.

"I'm almost 80% sure she was Vic's, mainly because her skin was a very similar colour to Vic's and I'm pale white." I looked at Oli.

"Good point but you need to deal with this in a healthy way." He said, pulling up in front of my house.

"Thanks for coming back for me, I know you've had a lot going on in your life recently." I told him, he stopped the car and turned to me.

"It's no problem Scarlett, when I got out I felt really bad about the situation you were in." Oli sighed, running a hand over his face.

"It's okay, things happen. You were there for me when I needed it and I appreciate it. The fact that you're here right now to make sure I got out okay is so important to me." I smiled, placing my hand on his knee.

"You know I'm here for you." He smiled.

"When do you go back to the UK?" I asked, feeling a little sad about the answer.

"I'm in town for a few weeks actually, I thought that I should take some time to help you get settled back into your life." Oli explained. He looked so different from the last time I seen him.

He got out about 3 months after I went back into the psych hospital, he finally felt stable enough to go but he knew about my pregnancy and kept in touch through letters. While he passed through San Diego on a few tours with his band he visited me but it wasn't often and he didn't say much about the outside world. He just always told me to let him know when I was getting out and that he'd help me because he felt partly responsible for me being in there.

We got out the car and walked up the pathway to my door. I reached the handle and opened the door and stepped inside. "Hello?" I called out. Two sets of footsteps ran down the stairs.

"Scarlett!?!?" I looked up to see Kiera, she has grown up so nicely. She sprinted down the stairs and attacked me with hugs. Ali followed her at a slower pace, she looked different though. They both looked very mature. I on the other hand was forced to rock my boring natural hair colour, brown.

"You look so different." Ali stopped in front of me and hugged me. I couldn't help but smile, Oli stood awkwardly behind us.

"I need to get my hair fixed, I feel so lost without it being orange." I groaned, looking at the ends of my orange hair.

"I'll happily do it for you." Kiera spoke up, I looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

"I'm in beauty school now Scarlett." She said proudly.

"Really? I've missed so much." I frowned.

"We actually have something we wanna tell you." Ali said softly, looking at Kiera and then me.

"Okay what is it?" I asked, they both grabbed my hands and led me into the living room. Oli followed behind us, I sat down on the couch next to him and my sisters opposite me.

"Scarlett, gran and grandpa died last year." Kiera gave me a horribly sad look, it broke my heart.

"What? How?" I asked in disbelief.

"Grandma was diagnosed with cancer about 2 years ago and she fought hard but it wasn't working. She passed away and then 3 months later grandpa had a heart attack, probably induced by the stress and heart ache of losing his wife." Kiera explained. She sounded so grown up, I've missed her teens because of my own stupidity.

"I feel so bad that I never got to say goodbye." I shook my head.

"We asked your therapist and she told us it was probably best to wait until you were mentally stable, so we did." Ali smiled weakly to me.

"There is an upside to it all though." Kiera perked up. I raised an eyebrow confused.

"What?" I asked.

"They left us an inheritance. We finally found out how fucking rich they are." Kiera laughed, running a hand through her long blonde hair.

"How much did they leave us?" I furrowed my eyebrows, waiting for ye answer.

"Between the 3 of us?" Ali asked. "15.8 billion dollars." She said casually.

My jaw fell open, it's the kinda money that you hear about in movies. "How the Hell were they so rich?" I shook my head.

"Turns out grandpa worked for Mercedes, Rolls Royce and Bentley when he was younger. He saved up all his money and then invested it into the stock market until he began making millions from it all. He saved it and lived off interest." Ali shrugged.

"So I have 5 billion dollars?" I was totally in a dream right?

"Yeah, you're filthy rich." Kiera grinned at me. I looked at Oli whom just had a confused and bewildered look on his face.

"Anything else I've missed?" I asked, hoping there wasn't any other bombshell that they were waiting to drop on me.

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I walked out of the house and down the pathway to Oli's car. He gave me the keys to get my stuff out of his car. I glanced over at the Fuentes house and sighed. I wonder what they're doing with their lives now.

I opened the passenger side door and climbed onto the seat, leaning into the back to grab my bag. When I got out of the car an RV drove up to the Fuentes house and parked in front of it. Maybe Vic's parents got an RV for going on holidays or something? The side door opened and a body walked out with their hood up. "Get out of my way you loser." A familiar voice called back into the RV.

"Vic hurry up, your parents are gonna kill us." Another voice said as they got off the RV. And that's when I saw him, walking down the steps. Everything went in slow motion, like a fucking movie. He looked to his left and then his right, flicked his bangs out of his eyes and licked his lips.

"Vic you forgot your phone." Mike called from the inside the vehicle. Vic turned and walked back inside, after about 30 seconds he walked back out but his time he looked in my direction.

I stood there frozen in time, unsure of what to do or say. Vic stopped dead in his tracks and stared over at me, I suddenly couldn't breathe. All that I possibly could do was watch his reaction to seeing me for the first time in 5 years, and boy was it awkward.

Notes

So here it is, the mother fucking sequel!