Chapter 1

Authors note*

I honestly feel the Badura twins would be perfect for my daytime fiction with Klaudia as Mikael and Laura as Mikael's twin.. don't forget to vote ;-)

Home?..

I sat silently in the back seat as the driver whose name was Charles maneuvered with the Los Angeles roads..I was finally here.

There was no going back.

"Are you nervous miss?" Charles's surprisingly deep voice penetrated the silence.

"Huh?..uh, I don't know should I be?" I asked and he nodded

"It will be understandable"

"How long have you worked for them?" I asked referring to my family as them.

"Long enough to know they missed you."

"That's cute..but I don't know why I feel like I'm going for a job interview" I said and he laughed.

"This should be interesting"

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I stepped down from the car and admired the large building that stared at me

Home.

Taking a deep breath, I walked into the house. It was a bit quiet apart from the momentary soft voices I heard from the other end. This wasn't the house of seven years ago, stupid of me to think they'd still live there.

Or that I could find Tyrell.

I brought out my phone and sent mom a quick message telling her I'd arrived..or at least I thought so..

"You must be Tiana" I turned around to the feminine voice. A well stocked woman who should be well passed her forties was addressing me.

She looked familiar.

"Uh yes, but I go by Mikael now .. it's kinda grown on me" I said and she smiled

"Mikael I'm Martha, head chef" I blinked.

"Martha?" The Martha that always gave me a bath, cleaned my bum that Martha?

She laughed and I realized I had said that out loud.

"You remember me"

"Well yeah" I said and she pulled me in for a hug.

"you've grown so big now" she said and I nodded. If all meetings were gonna be like this, then I hand nothing to worry about.

"Let's go find your mom, she's gonna be thrilled"

"And my sister..Natasha?" I asked and she winked

"She isn't exactly a jolly soul if you know what I mean"

"So things haven't changed much?"

"Well.."

"Tiana?" I turned around

".. mom?"

....*

Her heart did a flutter when she her daughter's eyes widened in recognition.

Seven years.

After all this time they finally found her.

"Tiana" she said again hugging the girl. She'd grown so big now

"Actually it's Mikael now" She frowned.

"Mikael?"

"Well yeah it's what my mom..in Seattle named me, and I like it" her friend deepened, she had a lot of getting used to do.

"Very well"

"Um what about Tasha?" So she knew about her sister

"She'll be down soon" Martha had slipped away and she took the time to look at her long lost daughter. She had aged nicely. Long curly black hair, Big boobs, bigger ass, A bit less tanned than the rest of them.

"Mom, what's the ruckus about?" She smiled widely, recognizing Tasha's voice anywhere

"Tia..uh, Mikael.. meet Natasha, your sister."

*...

"She's here already?"

"Nice to meet you too" I said despite the clear spite in her voice

"You didn't tell me she was gonna be here today"

"Plans changed" I stood in silence desperately trying not to get angry. Tasha although clearly a bitch, was really pretty. Her hair had more curls than mine, she was pretty tanned and had this authoritative aura..

But I was clearly thiccer.

"That's not fair!..I haven't told anyone at school yet that a doll eyed me is staying over.."

"That doll eyed you is your twin sister"

"We'll call me back in two months time"

"Tasha!" She said nothing to that. Just rolled her eyes.

"She's attending your school starting tomorrow"

"Well is she gonna have Damian my boyfriend too? Seems like we're sharing everything"

"I doubt he's my type" I said before I could stop myself. Tasha squinted at me.

"Oh look, she can talk"

"Tasha" mom said and she smiled..a venomous smile.

"Don't get too cozy here..and stay away from my boyfriend" and just like that she was gone.

"She doesn't like me much does she?" Mom shrugged.

"She'll come around..

This way now to your room."

*...

Tasha huffed as she picked up her phone, another message from Damian. Sighing she deleted the message without opening it. To hell with him, he'd annoyed her the day before, messages weren't gonna cut it. She wanted to scream when she heard the new girl Mikael going on and on about how she loved her new room.

She should probably let her friends know that she wasn't the only child..that she had a hotter, thiccer goody two shoes sister.

Or not.

The thought made her sick to her stomach.

Maybe she could get her to shut her mouth for the two month duration..then her life would go back to normal.

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I exhaled as the cool breeze hit my face. After settling in my room I asked Mom if I could go strolling. She'd agreed wanting me to take an escort but I refused, I'd rather have some quiet time. So I changed into a grey Joggers and sweat shirt and headed out. A lot has happened in the last few hours, I'm to live in a house with a sister who hates me, a mother who gave me mixed feelings and a father I know nothing about.

Sensational.

Sighing I opened my Spotify an clicked on the latest Burnaboy album.

I fingered the charm on my neck. The gift of over seven years ago.

I never take it off.

I wondered where Tyrell would be now, he was just a year older than me then so he should be eighteen. Was he still cute? Did he still stay in L.A, did he grow a beard?.

Minutes into my stroll, I thought I heard someone yelling Tasha. Pausing for a minute, I listened.

Nothing.

I played the music and continued walking.

Then I heard it again.

This time louder. Did she follow me out here.. to kill me or something?

A perfect plan.

Soon enough someone tapped my shoulder.

"Damn Tasha, you still angry at me?"

Tasha? Oh shit this must be one of her friends.did she really tell no one about me or was she bluffing?.

Better to not take chances.

"Huh?"

"I mean I said I was sorry"

"I uh.."

"You didn't read the messages, typical you"

"I've been..busy sorry" he seemed taken aback by my response then he shrugged.

"Am I forgiven?"

"Yeah sure..I mean I'm not angry but you should ask again tomorrow just to be sure" Hopefully Tasha would have forgiven you.

"Can do" he said and whistled

"Since she do you wear sweat shirts, I'm not complaining though that shit looks edible on you" he said and I smiled

"You don't look so bad yourself"

He really didn't, had black hair and blue eyes, Tall and the tank top he wore emphasized his muscles.

"A compliment Tasha?" He looks surprised which made me laugh

"I'm in a good mood"

"Good enough for a kiss?" A kiss, now that was odd.

"Don't push your luck"

"Oh come on what does a boyfriend have to do to get his bae's attention" I stopped dead on my tracks.. Boyfriend?

"Damian"

"Yes Mama?"

Oh no.

The one person I wasn't meant to meet.

"I'm .. I'm tired okay. I'll see you..tomorrow" I said lightly tapping his shoulder before jogging away.

Of course..just my damned luck that this good looking guy had to be my sister's boyfriend. my jogging turned into sprinting when I realized it had gotten fairly dark.

How long did I stroll?

I walked into the house to see a man with black hair and hazel eyes holding mom by the waist. I didn't need a soothesayer to tell me he was my father.

"Dad?"

"Hey Mikael..come over here" and I did, I went straight to hug him, this relationship felt right.

"You're so big now,How'd you take meeting your family?" He asked and I looked up at him.

I have a shitty sister, scary mom and awesome dad.

I smiled.

"Great"