Chapter One.

Miley.

"Roses are red,"

"Violets are blue…"

"I'm so in love."

"Oh me too."

I rolled my eyes picking up a lily cutting it's stem as I stared at my three loved up sisters ready to let the scissors accidentally slip and kill one, or all three of them. Or at least harm their vocal chords so they'd shut up.

"Roses are red."

"Violets are blue."

"I love my fiancé."

"Please god come to my rescue." I announced bitterly.

All three of them turned and just gave me "the bitch look" as I referred to it, you know when you see those popular girls in movies who just stare with that down casting glare, yeah well my sister's all had that down to perfection. The eldest Brandi, (stripper name I know dad had a little too much Brandy when he named her) flicked the now red hair on her head glaring at me continuing the smoldering look.

"Just because you don't have a guy in your life doesn't mean you have to ruin it for us Miley." She stated, picking up a red rose. I rolled my eyes pushing the lily into my flower arrangement. "Maybe if you actually tried to go out on a date you might find some nice handsome middle class boy."

"Or girl." Noah my youngest sister whispered.

My other older sister Emily instantly giggled as I picked up the scissors flicking them threateningly towards the three of them, Em's giggle abruptly stopped and the smirks instantly disappeared because they all knew…I'd do it. I turned back to my arrangement pushing the last lily in tracing my fingers along its petal.

"Finished, I'm going home." I announced dropping my hand.

"No you're not!" Brandi stated seriously, "You have to-"

"Go have a life that's right."

I leaned down under the shelf picking up my bag placing it on the front worn wooden counter as Brandi huffed. "Don't think you're going to get paid for a full hour Miley! If we have to stay here to finish the arrangements for tomorrow then so should you, I will be docking it from your pay!" She hissed annoyed and I untied the black apron around me shrugging.

"Well if we're getting all official and technical about money for once, you'll need to add on the extra money for me arriving at five am this morning instead of eight am to cover Noah's shift." I retorted as my little sister just glared at me and both older sister's turned staring at her, yeah bitch take that for your stupid lesbian comment.

"What? Why didn't you do the early shift Noah?" Brandi hissed.

"Where were you? I walked past your room and you were not in bed."

"Thanks a lot Miley!" My sixteen-year-old sister yelled.

I just smiled shrugging my shoulders staring at the two older girls.

"She was screwing her boyfriend, have a good night guys."

I walked out the back door, slamming it with a huff, god I hated my sisters. I instantly heard the uproar within from Brandi and Emily, which made me feel a little bit better, not a lot, but it was a little taste of sweet revenge.

I sighed looking along the darkened alleyway out the back of Roses are Red Violets are Blue florist, I know tacky but you see, when myself and my three sister's came up with the name we were all under the age of ten and mom thought it was cute. I sighed pulling my coat around my waist tightly trying to protect myself from the chilly Los Angeles winter as I headed towards my car. I sighed stepping out onto the footpath gazing back at the florist.

It was mom's life the florist and flowers. She died when I was fifteen.

Dad tried to be a good parent, but you know it was hard seeing he was trying to raise four girls all within six years of age. He was an airplane pilot, which meant Brandi practically became our mother and she now scorned children completely to no surprise, but now that we were all old enough we worked together in our mother's shop. The other three hated it with a passion, the flowers gave them money and that was the only reason they turned up every morning. For me flowers weren't a job but a livelihood, like my mom I could never turn my gaze away from a flowering tiger lily or the scent of a peace rose.

"No, no, no, no NO!" I heard a voice yell. "Why is this place closed?"

I turned staring at a man in a suit outside the florist throwing a small tantrum. I held my cars keys tightly just watching as he kicked a stick and then slammed his fist into the side of rubbish bin. I stepped back uneasily as he glanced at the closed sign I'd placed on the window two hours earlier…

"Hey you okay?" I asked nervously,

He spun around and stared at me giving a sarcastic laugh, "Do I look okay?"

I stood there staring at the business man, expensive navy blue suit with a red tie and a blue striped shirt, definitely an overloaded caffeine filled executive. He turned and let out a huge huff pushing his hand through the dark curls on his head before glancing back at me,

"Look I'm sorry I just…I've had a really crap day."

I nodded as he turned staring back at the closed sign, "All I wanted is a bunch of damn flowers, but every single florist in North Hollywood is freakin closed! I mean I know it's seven pm but seriously!" He yelled frustrated and I stared at the look on his face giving a sigh as he slammed his hand against the front door…

"What kind of flowers?" I asked staring at him.

The guy turned staring at me with his big brown chocolate orbs annoyed,

"Why would you care?"

"Because I own the florist you're attacking."

His eyes widened and he instantly stepped away from the building looking at me apologetic and then he glanced at me hopeful. "Please I will pay anything just to buy a bunch of flowers right now! They're for my little brother and I just need them so badly." He pleaded and I stared at his desperation looking at my car.

"Okay sure-"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He stated relieved.

"Follow me, what kind of flowers do you want?" I asked turning back down the alleyway as he jogged over following me down the back, if he was going to cause that much of a rumpus outside the shop I might as well give him the damn flowers because I did not want to have to pay for a smashed window!

"Ummm blue ones?"

I frowned stopping at the door, "There is a few blue colored flowers, your little brother, what colors does he like apart from blue?"

"Ummm..."

"Wait how old is he?" I asked seriously looking at the guy and he sighed.

"Ten, ummm red yellow and blue that's it pretty much."

"What about Irises?"

"Irises?" He asked confused.

"Just stay here I'll be right back." I stated.

I opened the door quietly and listened to my sister's still bickering in the main room, oblivious to the guy banging on the front door. I entered the backroom and gazed at our supplies finding six red gerberas, which had come in this morning and five Irises. I moved over and quickly arranged them all together tying a piece of string around the flowers before wrapping them in blue and red tissue paper. I finished with a yellow bow, slowly slipping out hearing Noah crying…good riddance.

I opened the back door and stepped out to see the guy leaning on the wall, he instantly rushed over staring at the flowers excited.

"These good enough?" I questioned and he laughed relief filling his expression.

"Perfect, oh my god thank you so much!"

He went to pull out his wallet and I shook my head, "Look it's fine don't worry about the money just take them, I'm happy to see a sibling that cares so much about his brother. I hope your little brother realizes that." I stated handing him the flowers and he just stared at me, wow he was kind of really hot.

He stared at me taking them giving a weak smile, "Thank you,"

"No problem."

The guy gave me one last glance before turning and walking back down the alleyway. I sighed slinging my bag onto my shoulder again as the guy suddenly stopped dead in his tracks and turned around staring back at me, oh god please tell me he didn't want a second bunch.

"What's your name?" He yelled giving a smile.

"Miley."

"Thank you Miley, I owe you big time."

He turned and disappeared as a smile came to my face, well at least one person appreciated my existence today.

Nick.

They say money doesn't grow on trees, but for me it did. Well more vines not trees, grape vines…

I sped down the freeway glancing across at the flowers sitting on the passenger seat as I thought about the girl. Now days seeing a person in the street screaming would mean complete avoidance so not to get involved or harmed, yet that woman did the complete opposite she'd asked me if I was okay, something I wasn't but thanks to her now, I felt that little bit better.

Miley.

Her name hung on my lips as I remembered the pretty florist girl. I'd been to the place before of course, it was legendary in the neighborhood but never had I noticed that girl, or her beauty not just on the outside but within. The world needed more people like her, a lot more.

I turned off the next exit and drove towards the large building which made my stomach squirm just seeing it and the dead taste it left in my mouth.

The Los Angeles children's hospital was hardly appealing to the eye, I mean sure it was a hospital what else could you expect? A work of art maybe, but no the hospital was plain and sent the tingling fear through my body. I turned off the main road and parked in an over priced car park, not that it mattered to me. I climbed out of the seat panicked twenty minutes till visiting hours were over. I did a fast pace into the entrance up the stairs, then the elevator, and then the stairs again. I got a little lost returned to the elevator finally found the right ward and rushed to the door. I pushed it open flowers in hand to see mom leaning against the wall her eyes closed with my older brother Joe reading a newspaper.

"NICK!"

I turned grinning at my favorite brother Frankie, sitting there in the bed pale skinned looking the normal happy kid. His eyes stared at the flowers and I noticed mom had awoken from her slumber and Joe had stopped reading the newspaper both of them surprised by my appearance.

"These are for you buddy, sorry wanted to get you something better then flowers but look at least they are your favorite colors!" I stated and Frankie grinned staring at the red, almost blue and yellow color within the two different types of flowers.

"Thanks Nick! They're great!"

Mom smiled getting up placing her hand on my back,

"Nick they are lovely let me get a vase, when did your jet get in?"

"An hour and a bit." I whispered as mom stood up.

"So how are ya feeling Frank?"

Frankie shrugged his shoulders as I pulled up a seat and Joe gave me a grin which I returned staring back at my little bro. "Well okay at the moment, Nick I met this really hot nurse today her name is Amber! She said I looked better with no hair then I do with it, what do you think Nick?" Frankie asked his eyes looking up at the lack of hair on his head.

"I reckon you're a womanizer, a nurse Frankie how old was she?"

"Like twenty something, she had a nice pair of-"

"Frankie." Mom hissed walking in.

"Shoes, nice shoes." Frankie stated winking. "Right mom."

"Yeah sure…"

I gave a laugh and I heard Joe chuckle shaking his head, Frankie was always in good spirits and he already had a fascination with women even though he was only ten. "So anyway she was so nice Nick, maybe you should meet her? I could totally set her up on a date with you!" Frankie announced and mom gave him a look.

"Frankie you aren't an online dating service."

"Are you saying I need an online dating service?" I asked mom.

She instantly shook her head as Joe began to laugh hysterically, "No honey, no I did not mean it like that! I was just trying to…look you will meet a girl eventually, and its only ten months since you broke up with Selena." Mom tried to explain and I nodded, she was trying to cover her ass big time.

"So you want to give the nurse your digits?"

"No Frank, but thanks…"

"But Nick she has huge-"

"Frankie."

"Earrings, huge hoop earrings really pretty Nick." Frankie stated

"She wasn't wearing earrings Frankie." Mom replied.

He rolled his eyes dramatically as I gazed at the Nintendo game package, which had been violently ripped apart, "Oh dad bought me a new game, it's awesome Nick! Too bad he had to leave for Italy, but oh well he'll be back soon! Plus doc says if I'm conscious tomorrow and holding food down I can go home." Frankie announced giving a huge grin.

"Well that's good, the infection is-"

"Gone." Mom stated, "You're very lucky aren't you Frank."

"Sure am I'm never going to die!"

"No your not." Joe stated confident, "We need our little man whore around."

"Joe."

"What? It's the truth he is one…"

"Haven't kissed the girl on ward five again have we?" I asked, and Frankie just stared at me glaring shaking his head disgusted that I even bring up such a terrible topic.

"That was one time Nick! Plus I'd just had my meds clearly they gave me too much, no it's the girl on ward seven I'm after she's in for a kidney transplant total hottie." Frankie announced and I gave a laugh shaking my head, "Not as good as the nurse but hey she'll do…"

Mom just shook her head staring down, "You are so much like your father!"

"Dad liked the nurse too, a little too much." Frankie whispered.

I laughed, as there was a knock on the door I turned glancing at the familiar bitch face nurse who we called the witch. She said nothing and nodded her head motioning for us to leave before dragging her feet away and Joe just gave a huff shaking his head.

"Why would they have someone like that working in a cancer ward?"

"You said cancer! Fifty cents into the swear jar!" Frankie yelled.

Joe groaned and stood up pulling out his wallet finding a fifty-cent coin tossing it into the glass jar Frankie kept which I reckon had at least fifty dollars in it now. It was mom's idea to start the jar to stop us from saying the evil word that was threatening to take the life of our little brother. He'd been diagnosed at five, Frankie hadn't understood the first time round he'd been upset which is how the jar started he used to cry at the mention of cancer. The jar was filled at the mention of the word, but soon he beat the killer and the jar was put away…

The cancer came back eight months ago, with the jar.

This time he was proud of it in a way that he was lucky enough to get the same thing twice. He'd been doing chemo but contracted the flu, which gave Frank a ticket straight into hospital where he'd been for a month until tomorrow, he'd had the first session of his second round of chemo today.

"Boys you better go before the witch comes back."

"Yeah she'll hit you with her broomstick."

I stood up giving my weak brother a hug, he was the strongest person I knew and we all believed he'd beat it this time round just like the last. Joe gave him a hug too and I said goodbye to mom who you could just tell the whole thing was playing a large toll on not to mention dad, Kevin my older brother and my own travels playing havoc with who was home.

"We'll see you tomorrow Frank."

"You better, nurse big-"

"Frankie."

"Big necklace, nice round huge-"

"Frankie."

"She's working tomorrow make sure you're here Nick."

I laughed walking out shaking my head,

"God he is such a little…dad." Joe stated.

I gave a laugh as we walked down the hospital corridor the smell of the disinfectant causing my stomach to flip again. "How was the trip? To France, the grapes doing okay?" Joe asked and I nodded.

"Yeah fine, the heat didn't effect them too badly."

"Good mom's favorite wine is made there,"

"Kevin's still in-"

"Mexico looking at the grapes there."

"Of course."

"How was the other vineyard you went and saw? Where was it Spain?"

"Fine, Gray wines is set for production yet again." I announced and Joe smiled.

"Good it'll distract dad from nurse big…necklace?"

I laughed as we got in the elevator and I gave a sigh.

"It's annoying isn't it…that we're billionaires and yet we still can't make Frankie better. Money can't buy him good health, sure all the drugs and everything we can afford is great, but at the end of the day not even cold hard cash can save his life." Joe stated seriously leaning back and I nodded.

"Life isn't meant to be easy, ours was and now it isn't. Simple as that."

A/N- New Story! New Story! New Story! Yeah my summary was...hmmm terrific, I just can't make a story fit into that many characters. Anyway first chapter wasn't great but it will get better, I have plans...evil plans for this story hehehe. So yeah and I just wanted to say that it's almost Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday. Okay enough of that. So yeah hope you like it. xxx