Mariah's Pov

20 years later

Years had gone by. My youth has gone in a flash and the teenagers around me were adults. In my time, I had made friends, lost friends (my biggest weakness) and went through many relationships. College was a blast as there were parties all the time, but don't worry, I stayed away from the drugs. Before I knew it, responsibility and family was dropped on me and I was pregnant. Then, in what seemed like 5 minutes, I was celebrating my 38th birthday. Wow, I'm old.

I was currently at Rafa and Carter's home with my two kids. Rafa and Carter ended up happily married as did Michael and I. Unfortunately, Theresa and Oliver never happened but Theresa found a guy in college by the name of Jimmy and had a daughter called Claire. Oliver was still a single pringle but with an adopted child called Noah who is 7 years old. Speaking of children, Cafa had 2 kids! Daniel who is 17 and Kimmy, yes just Kimmy, who is 11. My 2 children went by the names of Vanessa, who is 16, and Luke, who is 12. His name is symbolic of the leukaemia I had and thankfully recovered from back when I was 18.

We were chatting happily about our life and reliving our memories through all our stupid and weird but favourite stories. As we were chatting, Rafa felt someone tug on her sleeve. She looked down and saw Kimmy.

"Daniel's being very mean to me!" She complained, stomping her foot childishly and folding her arms. Rafa rolled her eyes at the little drama queen.

"Well, tell Daniel to be nice or he's going to be grounded for a long time," Rafa told her 11-year-old.

We saw Kimmy happily run upstairs to Daniel. We could hear her proudly telling her brother what she was supposed to say before going back to her room and playing, or whatever 11/12-year-olds do these days, with Luke. We slightly laughed at her behaviour.

My daughter, Vanessa, came from upstairs and said, "I'm going out, I can't stand to take any more of Daniel's stupidity." She says that like she's the clever one, but we all know that's Luke. She unlocked their door and grabbed her bag.

"NESSA!" I screamed dramatically before she left.

"What, mum?"

"Where are you going?" I asked though I know the answer.

"Out," she says like any typical teenager. I roll my eyes.

"With who?"

"With the girls... and a guy, I guess."

"Stay safe and don't be too late. God knows what happens these days."

"Don't worry, Mumster," she states like a weirdo. Wonder where those genes came from. Probably Michael.

"Don't call me that, it's weird."

"Ok, sorry snug-a-mum," she replies with a smirk, that resembles Michael's, on her face. I rolled my eyes at her childish behaviour and laughed.

"Ok, stick with the first one. Stay safe. I love you loch ness."

Vanessa made a vomiting gesture before waving goodbye and closing the door. And then screaming goodbye again from outside. I screamed back at her. You see, Vanessa is a troublesome child. Just like her father, he did drugs, didn't he? Oh, that was me. Oh well, it's still Michael's fault. She's been doing things she shouldn't be but the problem is I don't exactly know how to bring it up and I feel like if I do, she would get angry or sad and we would lose our mother-daughter connection and I can't let that happen. Until it falls into a conversation naturally, I won't bring it up.

"So how's your job?" Rafa asks.

"Oh fine. I was doing a weird job the other day. Something about someone stealing someone else's blowup doll. Wierd thing. But, our side won so, oh well, that's all that matters."

Rafa burst out laughing, she's so immature. Speaking of jobs, I'm a lawyer and Michael is actually a child entertainer, which suits him perfectly, and is actually at a party now. Carter was a model, surprisingly, and Rafa, well, she is one of those suicide prevention thingy's, don't know their names. After Kimberly's death, she was broken beyond repair and vowed to let no one else lose their siblings or anyone for that matter, in such a brutal and heart-breaking way. Speaking of this topic, I never chose sides. I was with Theresa because let's face it, she had been my friend for longer though now we hardly speak. Completely lost her after the whole Kimberly-Sebastian-Oliver fiasco. Anyway, our lives were well and all and no more deaths had occurred, so far.

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Milli xoxo