I hope you all enjoy this final chapter! There won't be a sequel, considering this is a sequel, but I do have other stories that I will start posting soon! Until then, here's the final chapter :)

Disclaimer: I don't own the song Warrior by Demi Lovato (if possible, listen to the song while Tori is playing it. It adds more emotion.)

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Tori's POV

After putting Sam down for a nap, I headed back down the stairs. I ran into Jadelynne on the way. "Hi Mama!" she said excitedly. She jumped into my arms. As a six-year-old, I knew her days of doing this were coming to an end. She was starting to get heavy.

"Hi cutie," I said and kissed her forehead. "How about you go to the playroom and play for a few minutes? Mama has something to do before Daddy gets home."

"Okay," I set her back down on her feet and she jogged up the stairs and ran into the playroom. She was such a good little girl. She always did exactly what she was told. I only hoped she would obey Andre and I like that as a teenager.

I giggled and headed down the stairs and went into the room with the piano. It wasn't really a room; it was more like a parlor. Since it was an open room and in no way sound proof, you could hear the music throughout the whole house. But no one ever seems to mind. Andre and I were the only ones who played it regularly. Jadelynne had taken an interest in it and Andre was giving her lessons twice a week. She was actually getting pretty good.

I set down at the piano and flipped through the sheet music and I stopped on the song that I had been working on for the last few weeks. After taking a moment to collect my emotions and thoughts, I began to play.

This is a story that I've never told

I gotta get this off my chest to let it go

I need to take back the light inside you stole

You're a criminal

And you steal like you're a pro

All the pain and the truth I wear like a battle wound

So ashamed, so confused

I was broken and bruised

Now I'm a warrior

Now I've got thicker skin

I'm a warrior

I'm stronger than I've ever been in

And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in

I'm a warrior

And you can never hurt me again

Out of the ashes, I'm burning like a fire

You can save your apologies

You're nothing but a liar

I've got shame, I've got scars

That I will never show

I'm a survivor in more ways than you know

Cause all the pain and the truth

I wear like a battle wound

So ashamed, so confused

I'm not broken or bruised

Cause now I'm a warrior

Now I got thicker skin

I'm a warrior

I'm stronger than I've ever been

And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in

Im a warrior

And you can never hurt me

There's a part of me I can't get back

A little girl grew up too fast

All it took was once; I'll never be the same

Now I'm taking back my life today

Nothing left that you can say

Cause you were never gonna take the blame anyway

Now I'm a warrior

I got thicker skin

I'm a warrior

I'm stronger than I've ever been

And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in

I'm a warrior

And you can never hurt me again

Nooo, oooh yeaaah yeaah

You can never hurt me again

I finished the song, but barely. I got really emotional during the second chorus and I held in my emotions until the end of the song. Then I burst into tears at the end. How ironic; I was singing about how I was now a warrior, but I was crying my eyes out now.

I didn't hear Andre come in, but next thing I knew, he was sitting next to me on the bench. "Baby, what's wrong?" I had been secretive about this song, so he didn't know about it.

I couldn't even speak because I was crying too hard. All I did was grab the sheet music and hand it to Andre. I stood up and walked in the living room and sprawled out on the couch. I grabbed a pillow, buried my face in it, and cried.

After a few minutes, Andre sat down in front of me. "Tori, look at me." I slowly took my face out of the pillow and looked at Andre. He was sitting on the floor so that he could be eye level with me. He rubbed his hand on my back. "That song is amazing. And you know what? You are a warrior. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

"But how? How am I a warrior?" My eyes filled with more tears. "Right after playing that song, I started crying. And…I can't stop." A few sobs escaped. "How am I a warrior…if I'm crying?"

"Oh, babe, crying doesn't mean you're weak. Not at all. Sometimes that's the only way to let out the pain." He leaned in and kissed my forehead. "After what you went through, there's no way you're weak. You're the strongest person I know."

I didn't have anything to say to that, so I just kept my head on the pillow and continued to cry; Andre stayed right beside me and rubbed my back. Sometimes crying is the only option I have. I try to never keep it bottled up, because that just makes things worse.

Five minutes later, I heard a little noise. "Mama?" I looked at where the noise came from and it was Jadelynne. I could see she was about to cry. "Mama, why are you sad?"

I recovered enough to stand up and walk over to her. I scooped her in my arms and sat down on the couch. "I'm okay, baby girl." I whispered. "I'm just a little sad."

"Why?"

I sighed heavily and looked at Andre. I whispered, "Should we tell her?"

He shrugged. "It's whatever you think."

I came so close to telling Jadelynne why I was sad. I came so close to telling her that she was created from an evil man who took her mama and caused her so much pain. But I didn't tell her any of that stuff. She was only six years old. She was still too young to know. My worst fear was her finding out about that too soon or in the wrong way, resulting in her believing that she's a mistake or I didn't love her. But neither of those statements was true. She was a blessing and I loved her with everything I had.

But I had to tell her something, so this is what I said: "Honey, I went through some hard times a few years ago. Everything is good now, but sometimes, when I think back to those hard times, the memories become too much and I can't help but cry. When I do, the best thing to do is just give me a hug. That's what Daddy does and it helps more than he'll ever know." I quickly flashed a smile at Andre. He smiled back. "So if you ever see me cry, just give me a big hug." I tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear. "I'll be okay. You know why?"

"Why?"

I hugged her and in her ear, I whispered, "Because I'm a warrior."