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>>Lylah's pov<<

We landed in Australia after what seemed like forever on the plane.

We stopped at my mom's house first, that being where I was going to stay the whole rest of the time my mom was alive. 

"Mom! I'm here!" I yelled.

"She's back here." My brother said.

All of the memories had come flodding through my mind, almost making me cry. I used to love my home, before my mom turned into a evil woman. Everything was still in the spot it was when I left, four or five years ago.

I looked at my mom, and let's just say, it wasn't a very good image. She looked depressed, sad, lonely even.

"Hi Lylah." my mother said, emotion not apperant in her voice.

"Hi mom." I replied.

"Look, the real reason why I wanted you to come is because I want you to know that Wayne, isn't your real father." she said, emotionless again.

"What?" I asked.

"Troy Austin is your real father. I had to tell you before I die. You do have a half-brother, Louis Tomlinson? I think that is his name." she said.

"Louis as in, a famous boyband member of One Direction?!?" I asked.

Yes, I am a very huge fan of One Direction, don't judge.

"Yes, that's the one." She said.

"OH MY GOD! I CANNOT BELIEVE IT!" I replied, overly excited.

I mean, me and Louis shared a lot of the same features, same blue eyes, same color brown hair, and we both were very good singers.

"Okay, that is all. You may leave now." my mother said, pointing her finger toward the door.

"You mean, I am not going to stay like you said?" I asked, pain in my voice.

"No. You can live on the streets for all I care." she replied, not even looking at me.

Luke had been in the kitchen, listening the whole time. He came walking in, mad, yet, concerned at the same time.

"Look, you can stay with me and mom." He said, resting his hand on my back, pushing me to the door.

I was just hurt. She didn't care about me, she didn't love me. Why did I care so much? 

We left, me not saying anything to my mother for the rest of her not-much-longer-lived life. She died two days after I had left.

>>AUTHOR'S NOTE<<

SORRY THIS SUCKED.. IT WAS REALLY JUST A FILLER AND IT IS 1:15 AM HERE SO YEAH..

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