This is the last chapter

This is the last chapter! HUGE thanks to all the people who supported me through thick and thin: katara12171, Eve Royal, erifrats101 (a lovely long review, my fav. Oh, and I know I was a bit quick with the whole 'I love you' thing. But it's love at first sight, come on!), writing4eva, cartoonfire, punk-rock-chick, kjesStar, and whitexgodess.

Something about this story irks me a little… I have no idea why, though….

OK! So, I have started writing the first chapter of Pulling You Under, and I will need to complete at least half of the story until I post it. It's one of those stories with flashbacks and quotes that come up later, so I need to write most of it, because I'm not really good at planning ahead.

I NEED YOUR OPINION! I CAN'T decide if Pulling You Under should be an AU, in Richard's POV, or Kory's POV, or a little of all three. It's really hard, because I'm going to need to expose all the emotions of the characters, including what people see. It's really complicated, so please tell me what you all think.

Now, on with the last chapter!

P.S. Some of you who are reading have not read Blue Girl first. That is unacceptable! Blue Girl, for those of you who don't know, is what I wrote first, and it's this story in Kory's POV. Please go read that if you haven't already.

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I didn't know where I was anymore.

My mind was numb from shock, and all I could think about was Kory. How she was beaten and raped by the very same person who murdered my parents. How no one had believed her, or even bothered to care. I wanted to rip that man in two. But right now, I couldn't do anything but wander.

I was somewhere in the deep city of Jump, wandering the city streets. It was morning, I knew that, and school had yet to begin. It was freezing cold, and for once, I didn't mind. It helped block the vivid images of my chaotic life. I didn't want to think, because nothing in my head was right anymore.

Masses of emotions flooded into my mind, and I didn't try to fight them. My incessant love for Kory remained strong even as my world began to fall to pieces. The unfathomable loathing I felt for Slade made my blood boil, and I bit my tongue in a desperate attempt to keep from smashing something. The irony of the whole situation made me want to laugh, even though tears burned in my eyes. The overflow of emotions took me under, and I had no clue where I was anymore.

And everything was empty, until I heard her scream.

I knew it was her. I didn't know how, but I did. And it snapped me out of my trance like a cracking whip, and before I could blink, I was running for her. I could see clearly now. I saw the dark ally way in front of me, the white fog creeping up all around me. Then I saw into that darkness, and everything else was forgotten.

Someone was hurting her.

Her flaming red hair was in his grip, her head pinned against a wall with blood gushing from her forehead. There was a group of guys in the corner of the ally, watching with a smirk on their face. He was whispering in her ear, and I could see the gripping panic in her emerald eyes. He was hurting her, crushing her, humiliating her. And she wasn't fighting back.

She was done. She was done with him, with the world. She had gone to another planet, waiting for this stream of terror to be over. But that was just it: it would never be over. Slade would never rest, the school would never stop, and the world would not standstill. The dread hit with unimaginable force when I realized she knew that. She was done with Slade, with the school. She was done with the world.

I ran forward as fast as my feet could carry me, ramming into him with every ounce of strength I had. He fell to the ground with ease, and I was pleased when I heard a crack. I hit punched at his face as hard as I could, and I wasn't sure if it was his nose or my hand that cracked. I felt absolutely nothing.

I was furiously beating him, straddling on top of him while making blows to his face. I was careless and violent, and I hardly noticed when three other guys knocked me off of him. I tried to fight them, but I was outnumbered. It was no use, and I knew. But I fought back anyways.

"Kory, run!" I yelled, looking back at her. She was still up against the wall in daze, and she finally realized what was going on when I yelled. She looked back at me, scared out of her mind. She immediately ran away, not once stopping to look back.

I could feel myself begin to lose consciousness. I could feel my mind being pulled into darkness, and I began to lose my vision. Then, everything went black.

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I found her on the edge of a cliff, staring down at the thrashing ocean. I didn't even think as I walked up to her and grabbed her hand.

She didn't even flinch at my touch. She accepted the fact that I was there, and she asked, "Why?"

To me, everything was undecided. I said, "Because you don't deserve it." I smiled slightly, a knowing smile that she didn't see.

"You can't stop it all," she says. It's stated as a fact, not an opinion. But I shake my head, and it was our unspoken rule that we were not to speak of the truth. We spoke lies, even though we both thought the truth.

"I can't stop what he does," I say. I can feel her freeze, and I pretend that she knew I knew. I pretended that this was no new revelation to her. "But I can stop you."

It's almost as if I wasn't there anymore. It was, as if, I had never been there.

I squeeze her hand to reassure her, and she finally looks up at me. Her eyes question every inch of my sanity, and I find it hard to disagree. She's scared of me, and I can tell. And I know. But I don't care.

"I love you, Kory," I say.

My face moves towards her, and I know she wants to run. She hates me, and she doesn't want to see my face ever again. But somewhere deep in my mind, somewhere sane, tells me to show her otherwise.

Then my lips touch hers like a cloud touches the sky. She stiffens, as if she had no idea what was going on when I came for her. But I press my lips against hers, and she relaxes. Her eyes flutter closed, and she kisses me back.

And I can feel again. I can feel my blood pulsing through my veins, my lips tingling with fire, my stomach fluttering with these new thoughts. I can feel every thought, sense, and movement around me. And I am sane again, because I know she loves me, too.

Then we stand there, on the edge of the cliff, staring at each other. I grab her hand, and she grabs mine, and I hold her next to me.

I held her there, and forever she will stay.

And the rest is just a blur….

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Yay! I'm done! The last part was supposed to be kind of fuzzy, because it was meant to demonstrate Richard's state of mind. He was confused and ghost-like, thinking he was going insane. So, yeah! There you go!

Thanks to all my wonderful supporters! Put me on author alert so you know when Pulling You Under comes out.

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-Chloe