My mother opened the front door of our house. And there he is, the blonde boy that I hate. Luke Hemmings. It's been 5 years since I last saw him. He is my former best friend. I swallowed the lump on my throat and act like I don't know him. "Who are you?" I asked. "I am your daddy baby girl " He smirked. And that's where it all started. AGAIN... This story is a mess. I warned you. Started:06/15/15 Status:On going