3. New Country, New Life.

When I was released from the hospital in Los Angeles, everyone already knew the truth about me. People glared at me as I made my way to the waiting van that would return me to my hotel with my newborn son. They shouted mean things, made me feel like I was a horrible person. And everyone wanted me gone. I was a social pariah. Things weren't as bad for Daniel because it was revealed he didn't know of my true identity.

He was upset at me.

And I understood his reasons to be upset. But Luke was the one person who stood by me through everything. He told me things would be alright as long as we were together.

The two of us packed our bags the same night I was let out of the hospital. Knowing my career was over and that I couldn't return to Australia to face endless shame, we decided to move to a country that didn't know us. A place where people would never find out about what happened. 

That place was the large town of Guadalajara in Mexico.

The Janoskians weren't well known as much there and it was the perfect place to start our new lives.

Luke told his brothers he was leaving the group to be with me. They were upset, but they wished us the best of luck. He closed all his social media accounts, as did I. We didn't want to be found, at least not for a while until things died down a bit. In Guadalajara, Luke was able to find a job at a small convenience store where he learned the language quickly because he was dealing with people on a daily basis. It also helped that he spoke small amounts of Italian, it was a language strikingly similar to Spanish. Becauase of his looks, he brought a lot of wealth to the owners and it wasn't long before they let him manage their small chain of stores in the state of Jalisco.

As for me, I got work cleaning a rich family's house. They paid me well and allowed me to bring Kale along without a problem. They were good people and they loved having us around. It was a humble living, but we had the good fortune to be able to get on from the very beginning. My parents often called, asking me where I was. But I told them I was safe and would never come home because I didn't want to be in a place that didn't accept me. I also didn't want my son recieving hate for something he had no control over.

That was the day I was kicked out of my own family.

They scolded me for falling in love with my brother, and though they were right to be angry, I didn't want to deal with them anymore.

Luke's family often called and urged him to come home. But he told them where to find us and he trusted they wouldn't tell my family. Despite what happened, Jai and Beau treated Kale as if he were their real nephew.

Gina loved him too.

Things got better as the years passed. Luke opened up his own store and later opened up several more with incredible success. I became a stay at home mom as Kale grew older. We had another child, a little girl we adopted when Kale turned two. I found her near a dumpster behind a row of shops when I was walking home one day and decided she needed us.

She was like us, she had no one. And we decided to be her family. We named her Marializ, which was pronounced Maria Liz in Spanish and Mary Alice in english.

We had our last child that was truly ours when Kale was seven and Marializ was five. He was a little boy who we named Bastian. Luke didn't say it, but he especially loved Basti. He felt that our youngest son was truly his. But he never treated Kale or Mary as any less because they didn't have his blood.

Luke and I were encouraging parents who hardly denied our growing family anything. But we also taught them to be humble and responsible people. At the age of seven, one of Kale's school friends invited him to watch him play football for Club Atlas Guadalajara and from that moment on, he decided he wanted to be a football player. The other team in the city, Club Deportivo Guadalajara had refused to take him in because he wasn't a native Mexican and they wanted to keep their club pure. That didn't matter to us. We knew they would regret not letting him into their youth academy one day.

My son quickly moved up the ranks at Club Atlas and was noted as one of the most talented footballers of his time. 

In the year of two thousand and twenty nine, he was called to represent Mexico at the natioonal team level with the seventeen year old squad despite being only sixteen years old. Some people opposed his call-up because he was of Australian parents and was born in America, but my son felt just as Mexican as all his other team mates. Mexico was the only country he knew and he spoke flawless Spanish. With that in consideration, FIFA quickly granted him the permission to join the green, white, and red team.

Marializ was fourteen and was becoming more distant from us. She didn't know she was adopted, but she was beginning to suspect it.

Her brothers were lighter skinned with hazel-green eyes, Bastian even had blonde hair, while she was tanned with raven black hair. It hurt me to see her suffer, but I thought telling her wasn't the best thing to do at the moment. My daughter sheltered herself in music and wanted to be a singer and I supported her because I wanted her to be happy.

And my youngest son, Bastian, wanted to be like his older brother and decided to become a football player like him. Since he was officially a native Mexican because he was born in the country, he was allowed to join Club Guadalajara, because of Kale's football abilities, they practically begged Bastian to join their team. 

Today we were on our way back to Australia for the first time in sixteen long years because the U17 world cup would be disputed there. 

Everything had changed so much about Luke and I that I hoped no one would recognized us. But Luke had informed his brothers we would be returning and I could only hope they wouldn't tell Daniel I was coming back home.

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so i made this update as more of a summary of the last sixteen years after arianna left the hospital in los angeles. i didn't want to drag it out into several chapters of filler between the time that has passed and the present.

now the next chapter is going to pick up where this leaves off.

everyone will be in australia for the world cup for seventeen year old boys and there might be a chance that skip and arianna will see each other. drama will unfold and things will happen. i still don't know if i want to make him be married. but yeah.

i hope you all like this story.

i had lost the inspiration to write absolutely forbidden. but now that it ended and there is a sequel up, i feel totally inspired now.

thank you all so much for reading and supporting.

i love you.

-clary xx