Thanks for the lovely reviews! I loved them. And as promised another chapter. WARNING- this chapter contains some disturbing stuff. So yeah… I've officially warned you. Also a note, I sadly won't be able to update for a while. Lots of stuff is going on so I'm not sure when I'll be able to post. But When I come back I expect to see some more lovely reviews. Love you guys!

Mama's café:

A stream of afternoon light fluttered through the windows of the small café. Few people were there either silently reading a book or clicking away on their laptops. The strong exciting aroma of bright bold coffee purified the room. In the background, a calm and quiet guitar gingerly played on the speakers of the café providing a warm and carefree environment.

Both of the girls sat at a secluded table by the window at the back of the café. Beautiful hazel eyes were looking out the window with little interest while large angry brown ones silently glared at the other girl from her seat. It had been like this for almost 30 minutes. No one dared to move from their spot or speak. The blonde was doing everything in her power to avoid looking at the other girl. Occasionally she would quietly grab her mug of white chocolate mocha and sip vicariously from it. To say the tension in the room was unbearable would have been an understatement.

Quinn started to feel self conscious and uncomfortable under the other girl's intense gaze. She could practically feel those eyes tearing into her flesh, just waiting for the opportunity to pounce. Since the minute they stepped in here those brown eyes had been on her like a shark eyeing its prey. And it wasn't like Rachel was trying to hide it either. She had been caught several times by Quinn and didn't shy away from it; instead she continued to stare at her. Underneath the table the ex cheerio clutched onto her phone in a tight grip. Her stomach was already in a tight fit knot that was causing her whole body to fidget uncontrollably. She couldn't stand this anymore. Minutes were ticking away and Rachel's silence was driving her nuts. Something needed to happen soon or else she was going to murder someone. The diva quietly wrapped her arms across her chest, and slowly reclined back against the chair as she finally took her eyes off the blonde and took a sip from her cup. From the corner of her eye, Quinn watched the girl's action. She looked like she was relaxed. Relaxed? How the hell can she be relaxed? Am I the only one having a nervous fit right now? In what parallel universe have I stepped into? Usually I'm the one that's calm and collected. At the thought her stomach gave a tight forceful pull. The pain shot through her body like the sting of a burn. Something's gotta give!

At that moment Mandy bounded through the door and spotted Quinn in the corner table looking uncomfortable and tense. Once the blonde caught sight of the other girl she blew out a sigh of relief as the red head approached them. Blue eyes flickered between her and Rachel with interest. Mandy gave the other two girls a hesitant smile before licking her lips and shifting her attention to the blonde.

"Hey I just got your text. You ready to go?" Mandy asked with an unsure tone.

Quinn quickly nodded her head as she grabbed her things. However one person didn't like that. Not at all. That's when Rachel finally spoke. "You're not going anywhere." Rachel stated with a firm tone.

Quinn looked at the small brunette with amused eyes. Did she just…. No way. She didn't just tell me…. Hazel eyes bore into rich deep brown eyes. The blonde balled up her fists. Berry finally decided to grow some balls. That's good. But fuck her if she thinks she can tell me what to do. "Like hell I am." Quinn responded in the same manner.

Rachel slammed her hands down onto the table and briskly stood up. Her brown eyes were darkening into a pool of something Quinn had never seen before. And whatever it was kind of freaked her out. An involuntary flinch coursed through her body as Rachel eyed her.

"We are not finished until I say it's done." Rachel replied in a low threatening voice.

Again the blonde's jaw fell open for the millionth time that day at the girl's tone of voice. There was so much roughness to it that she could hardly recognize it. This wasn't the same girl she knew three months ago. A small shiver ran through her body as the girl recovered her best disguise. Quinn let out a bitter laugh that put a scowl on the diva's face.

"No. You don't get to do that. Not here. I've already given you time and you have completely wasted it. And now I've got to go." Quinn stated as she shook her head.

A loud and frustrated growl escaped from Rachel's throat. The small girl pointed a finger at the blonde. "If you leave right now I'm just going to come back tomorrow and the next day after until you make time. We have unfinished business and I want this resolved. NOW!"

The entire café went completely silent at Rachel's outburst. All eyes were on the trio of girls with curious eyes. Even the employees had stopped in the midst of what they were doing and started tuning in. Mandy eyed the two girls with confusion and unease. She could definitely feel the oozing tension between the two. It was like the licks of a smoldering flame that was about to get out of control. If this got out of hand surely the whole place would quickly go up in flames and consume the entire place. And she sure as hell didn't want to get in the middle of an impending war. The red head slowly took an involuntary step back and watched the two girls. There was something going on here, something way bigger than the two girls were noticing.

"What is there to resolve? Huh?" Quinn asked with a mocking tone.

Rachel scoffed as she rolled her large brown eyes. "Do you really want to do this in front of her." she pointed to Mandy.

Quinn and Mandy exchanged a look between each other that the brunette didn't understand. After no one said anything Rachel stepped forward towards the blonde. "You are going to sit your ass back in that chair and listen to every damn word I have to fucking say. You at least owe me that much." Rachel growled out.

The blonde looked at her silently and then at the red headed girl. With a simple look Mandy took it as her cue to leave. "I'll wait for you in the car." She replied with a soft voice. Quinn nodded as she watched the girl's retreating form. After a while the blonde took her seat without argument. Rachel followed her actions. Quinn pursed her lips and eyed the brunette expectantly.

"You've got some fucking nerve Fabray." Rachel spoke with a bitter tone.

"Really and why's that?" she asked with a nonchalant tone.

Rachel let out a bitter laugh. "Why is it that you got to leave Lima and start a brand new life? After all that you've put everyone through… Why did you get to leave?"

Quinn watched the brunette closely, studying her features as those brown eyes stared off into some distance. Hazel eyes soaked in her soft features. A small scowl was engrained on the other girls beautiful face. Beautiful face? And beautiful she was. Or was she? When did she ever look like this? Her makeup looked flawless. Rachel Berry isn't beautiful. She can't be. It's against the law of the universe. Her dark brown hair glimmered with the rays of light giving her an almost angelic look. The light must be playing tricks on me. She looked a lot different than the last time she saw her. Is she prettier than me?

The blonde wrapped an arm around herself and began rubbing at her skin unconsciously. Being in the presence of this girl was starting to make her nervous. Nervous? I don't do nervous. In a dark part of Quinn's mind there was no doubt that the magnificent creature that sat before her was Rachel Berry. The real, raw, pure, and angry Rachel Berry in the flesh. No longer was she the fearful girl who gracefully accepted the torment of slushy's or the type to be run over by anyone. Now she was a dragon, raised from the ashes of her former self. And that thought scared the shit out of her. She wants revenge now. That's why she's here.

After gathering some much needed courage the blonde finally spoke. "How did you find me?" she asked with a monotone voice. The brunette didn't respond. Instead she completely ignored her question and took a small sip from her cup. Quinn bit her lower lip as frustration started to settle in. She tried again.

"What do you want from me Rachel?" Quinn asked with a detached tone.

Those large chocolate brown orbs quickly shifted towards the blonde. Quinn tried to read what the other girl was thinking but surprisingly all she was met with was nothing. When did she learn to do that? The blonde took a few calming breaths and closed her eyes, waiting for Rachel's answer. When she didn't say anything her eyes popped open. Again she was met with those eyes that haunted her. And then suddenly everything began to click in her head. She finally knew what she needed to do. It was time for closure. An ending. The ending. Her moment had finally come for her to make amends. The blonde pursed her lips while her hands quietly played with the edge of the table. Her heart was racing a mile per minute. Every nerve in her body was on end. She felt like she was about to throw up. Oh gosh…. Not again. Please not in front of her! Her stomach clenched into a tight stone. Immediately she dug her nails into the sides of her chair. The cool metal against her overheated hands felt amazing, but just as quickly began warming up. Why was it so hot in here? A dry and itchy sensation tickled her throat as her eyes quickly looked out the window. Come on! You can do this! Let's fucking get this over with. Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! She needed to do this. The only way she could move forward with her life was by finally making things right.

Taking in a deep breath, her eyes slowly traveled back to the diva. Rachel was watching her closely, almost like a predator. Never in her life had she ever felt so…. afraid. "R-Rachel…I I'm sorry. F-For everything that I've ever done to you." Quinn stammered out with a soft apologetic tone.

Rachel's eyes widened with surprise and shock by the blonde's words. Immediately she crossed her arms across her chest and her shoulders tensed. Her face paled. She wasn't expecting this at all. Instead she had planned on more bickering before she would have to force an apology from the other girl. Her nerves quickly began twisting with anxiety and disbelief. She couldn't deny that she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"I'm sorry for causing you so much pain in your life. I'm sorry for making you feel like you're not a human being. I'm sorry for all those fucking slushy's that I threw or ordered for you. I'm sorry for making you feel like you're not worth a damn. I'm sorry that I made you believe you were ugly. I'm sorry for all those names I called you. I'm sorry for treating you that way Rachel. Especially for that night. I truly am. And I know that there is nothing I could ever say, or do to make up for putting you through those years of hell. I'm not going to make excuses for my behavior because I knew exactly what I was doing at the time. After all of this I feel it's only fair that you know what exactly spurred on my actions. That is if you wouldn't mind listening, it's up to you."

Rachel stared wide eyed at the blonde. Not saying anything. Quinn was watching her with hesitant eyes. Everything about Rachel seemed far off as if she were deep in thought. Those brown eyes stared down at the table with knitted brows. She seemed to be weighing some decision that Quinn couldn't understand. The diva sucked in her bottom lip indecisively as she uncrossed her arms and rested them onto the table. Her fingers fumbled with each other restlessly until finally those brown eyes peeled up and met hazel. A simple nod was all she got from the smaller girl. With a weary breath Quinn glanced down at the table and continued.

"My life has never been the picture perfect idea that everyone seems to believe. When people see me, they see my perfect family. They saw me as the head cheerleader with a bright and promising future. But no one ever got to see the truth. When I was younger my parents were my entire world. I grew up thinking how amazing and perfect they were. And they really were. They were in love with each other and they loved me. Back then I was a big daddy's girl. I remember every night he would read to me before I went to bed. And every night he would tuck me in. When I turned 8 things started to change. My dad had gotten a promotion in the firm and suddenly he was rarely at home.-

"At the time I couldn't quite understand the concept that he was working. All that I knew was that my father was never around and little by little we started spending less time together. And it hurt. It hurt so much because I missed him. By the time freshman year came around the dynamic within my family had shifted. My parents became at odds end with each other. When they would argue a lot and then I would hide in my room and cry underneath my blankets. I felt alone. I felt betrayed by my parents. I had no friends that I could talk to. Nobody seemed to care. I didn't trust anyone. Then Finn came into my life…. And he was kind, warm and safe. He made my parents happy. So I stayed with him. Then I joined the cheerio's and that made them more proud of me. I… didn't want to disappoint them. And then….. then you came into the picture sophomore year and ripped a giant hole in everything I had worked for. You came in and took Finn away from me and after that it felt like you were trying to take over my life. I didn't know how to deal with any of this so in my psychotic state of mind, the whole Puck thing happened. When my father found out I had gotten pregnant he started drinking and soon after my mother began looking at me in a different way. She thought I was some sleaze bag whore who slept around with the entire school. Eventually things got worse after I gave Beth up for adoption. My dad got heavily involved with drugs and became unbearable. It got to the point where I couldn't be at home anymore. Everything in my life was turning to shit. And there was absolutely nothing that I could do about it. I missed my daughter. I missed the love that I shared with my parents."-

"Essentially I-I was jealous of you. From the first moment I saw you, I knew that we weren't going to be friends. Whenever I would see you, you would always wear that fucking happy ass smile. And it just made me sick to my stomach. All I wanted to do was rip that fucking smile off of your face and see you fall. You have everything Rachel. You got the guy, the talent, the brains, friends and parents who love you. It drove me crazy because I knew that in the end no matter what I did to you, it wouldn't change the fact that you had a bright future. And I didn't. And for that, I truly hated you."

Quinn took a small pause as she let all this info sink into the other girl. With her eyes still staring down at the table she grabbed her cup of coffee and quickly chugged the rest of its contents. After a few seconds the blonde took a quick glance at the other girl. Rachel had her head aimed downward toward the table. Her brows were knitted together in a straight line, eyes closed tightly. Both of her hands were clamped together in a tight ball. What is going on in there? Gosh, what I would give to know what she is thinking. I wonder if she hates me even more now. Maybe… But I can't really tell. I can't read anything off of her anymore. I guess she's finally learned to shelter herself. Should I go on? Or should I wait a few more seconds? The ex cheerio took an extra few seconds before she started back in.

"As time began to pass, I realized that there were some things that were inevitable. There was nothing I could do about it. I accepted this. By the time junior year ended I understood that. You were meant to have everything and I wasn't. I didn't like it, but I dealt with it. When the start of senior year came around my jealousy towards you lessened and I found that I could tolerate you. I still didn't like you but I… didn't hate you as much. I mean tolerating you was a good thing. But then …. That night happened." Quinn paused and looked over at Rachel.

The brunette knew full well which night she was referring to. The night of Puck's party. The brunette licked her lips and eyed the blonde with a cold hard stare. "What happened that night Quinn?" Rachel finally spoke up with a stern tone.

Quinn glanced down at her cup. She pinched her lips together and ran a hand through her hair. "Everything was fine up until we got to the bar. One moment we were singing and the next everything was….. a fucking mess. And it just felt like there was just too much going on. I couldn't deal with it. Before I knew what was happening I blacked out. When I came back, there you were in the alley right in front of me. I didn't know where I was but I remember being so angry at you. And then I went for you."

"Why?" Rachel asked in a demanding tone.

"I don't know. You were just there." Quinn replied.

"Bullshit!" Rachel stated.

The blonde took in a shaky breath. "I'm telling the truth Rachel. I honestly don't know why I did it. I was angry but it had nothing to do with you. There was a lot of shit going on in my head that night, not to mention I was drunk and couldn't tell what reality was and what fiction was. Everything seemed to morph together into this big fucking shit hole and I completely lost it. It's no excuse for what I did…. And for that I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for that night. It's all I ever think about at night and it haunts me. There are nights when I can't even sleep. You don't even know how many times I've driven by your house at night."

At this the brunette stared at the blonde with her jaw slightly agape. Her forehead crinkled as she continued staring at the blonde, completely speechless. Many emotions were swirling around in the depths of those brown orbs but the blonde couldn't place a single one. Instead of trying to figure out what was going on in her head the blonde dropped her gaze back down to the table. Her fingers were still grasping onto the ledge of her chair. Once she released her death grip a throbbing sensation flowed through her fingers. Damn, how long had she been holding onto that thing? Quinn snuck a couple of glances at the brunette but she still seemed to be in a world of her own. When the brunette still didn't respond Quinn took a moment to change the subject.

"How is everyone?" The blonde asked, casting her gaze away from the studious look from the brunette. Rachel was pulled back into reality as she tore her eyes away from the blonde and took a small sip from her cup.

"Do you even care?" Rachel asked bluntly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Quinn questioned.

"You left. Everything and everyone." Rachel replied as she ran a hand through her long and wavy hair.

"That doesn't mean…."

"Doesn't mean what?" Rachel asked. "Everything has turned to shit since you've left."

"What does that have to do with me?" Quinn retorted.

Rachel eyed the blonde viciously. "All of what has happened is your fault!" Rachel spewed out. "You've caused everything to turn into shit."

"So now you're going to blame me?" She scoffed. "I haven't even been around Rachel. How are you going to blame me for something when I'm not even around?"

"Yes because it's true. Do you want to know what's happened?" Rachel asked with a gleam in her eye.

Quinn shook her head. "You know what, forget I ever asked."

Rachel let out a bitter laugh. "What's the matter Quinn? Can't handle the truth? Are you afraid that what I'm going to say is actually true? That all of this is in fact your fault. I thought that the all mighty Quinn Fabray 'Head Bitch' of McKinley High could handle anything. Huh? Whatever did happen to that selfish maniacal bitch in there? Where is she? I know she's somewhere in there. I'll bet she could've handled it." The girl spat out.

The ex cheerio pinched her lips together while her jaw clenched firmly. I deserved that. "I'm not the same person anymore Rachel." Quinn responded.

"Is this the part where I'm supposed to believe that you've actually changed?" Rachel replied with a spiteful tone. "Ohhhh poor Quinn! Mommy and Daddy didn't love you anymore. So now you're trying to change your pathetic shitty ass life into something more bearable. Am I right?" The diva didn't pause for the blonde's answer. "But let me tell you something, I'm not here to help you sleep better at night. I'm not here to make you feel good about yourself. Because I don't believe for one fucking second that you've changed. To me, you will always be the bitch that made my life a living hell!"

Quinn's face fell into a dark grimace. Her mood changed drastically as her eyes turned hard. "Are you fucking serious right now?" The blonde's walls quickly began building up as she eyed the brunette with a harsh gleam.

"What do you think?" Rachel fired off.

"You know what….. Fuck you Rachel! I'm done. I'm done with this shit. I tried. And that's more than what I can say for you." Quinn responded with a harsh tone as she abruptly got up from her seat.

Rachel's eyes began burning as she watched the blonde's actions. "There you go again. Just WALK away when I'm talking to you."

The blonde stopped her movements before her eyes darted straight for the brunette. She lifted a finger towards the smaller girl and shook her head furiously. A bitter smirk crossed her face as she took a step to the girl. "This is not talking to me. This right here is a dig at me about everything I just told you. If I had known you were going to act like this I wouldn't have even bothered."

"Sucks doesn't it. Tell me how does it feel to be weak, and vulnerable in front of someone? It hurts to know that someone uses that kind of knowledge to hurt the other person. Honestly, can you blame me? After all that you've done. All the pain you've caused. You deserve every little bit of pain that I've felt. You deserve to feel everything!"

Quinn shook her head and let out a frustrated growl. "I said I was sorry Rachel. And that's all I can do. I can't go back in time and change the past. I can't even tell you how sorry I am. And I know that no matter how many times I say it, it won't do anything to lessen your pain."

Rachel glared at the girl. "You wouldn't know anything about pain. Especially mine. So don't you dare."

"That's not what I'm trying to do." Quinn muttered out with exasperation.

"What do you want from me Quinn?" Rachel asked as she stood up from the table.

The blonde blew out the air from her lungs and looked away from her. Her eyes drifted to the window. The sun was slowly starting to set. How long had they been here? It couldn't have been that long. With a weary sigh she closed her eyes. "I just… want this to be over."

Silence consumed the area as Rachel and Quinn stared at each other.

"What do you mean?" Rachel asked with confusion.

The ex cheerio shook her head and ran a hand through her short hair. "I'm so fucking tired of this shit. I really am. This thing between us….. it's gone on for too long. And I can't deal with it anymore. I just can't. All we do is hurt each other and it keeps going on and on. It has to stop. I don't want to hurt you anymore. So you can accept my apology and from here we can move on and we'll never have to see each other again."

Brown eyes furrowed with even more confusion. "Move on from what?"

Quinn let out a loud sigh. "We can both finally forget about each other. And start new lives. No more dragging each other down. No more fighting. Just peace."

Rachel eyed Quinn suspiciously. "So you want forgiveness then."

The blonde pinched her lips together into a tight line. She clasped her two hands together. A simple nod was all she gave to the other girl. The small diva took a moment to absorb this information. After a few minutes the small girl responded. "And what if I can't do that?"

Quinn didn't respond which infuriated Rachel. The small diva tucked her arms across her chest as she continued to eye the blonde. "Say something." She demanded.

At that moment Rachel heard a small and soft voice that she barely recognized. "Are you going to keep making me pay for my mistakes my entire life?"Quinn replied barely above a whisper.

The other girl took a small moment to pause before jumping back in. "You almost killed me Quinn. You had your arm around my throat. Whether or not it was intentional you still did it. I didn't get the luxury of blackening out. I remember everything. Tell me why should I forgive you? Why should you get a second chance?"

"Don't you want me out of your life?"

"I want to see you suffer. I want to see you in pain. I want my revenge. Even if it takes a lifetime."

"You want revenge?" Quinn muttered silently to herself. At this the blonde closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath. "You want revenge…. Fine. Then follow me." Rachel didn't even respond because Quinn was already out the door. The brunette quickly grabbed her things and followed the blonde. Rachel found Quinn in the middle of the parking lot. Rachel was confused and on guard. What the hell is she doing? Once the smaller girl had caught up Quinn that's when the blonde held her arms out to her side.

"Alright do it." Quinn stated with a strong tone.

More confusion filled Rachel's mind. She didn't understand what was going on. Quinn could sense and see the confusion in the smaller girl. With another frustrated sigh she replied, "Take your shots. Let's go."

That's when the diva began to register what was going on. Immediately she shook her head and began to back away from the other girl. "You're crazy I'm not going to hit you."

Quinn gave her a pointed look and let out a bitter chuckle. She found this amusing. Rachel on the other hand didn't. "If you don't hit me, I will hit you." Quinn bellowed out.

A fire rapidly lit up those brown eyes. Rachel's jaw clenched. Her fists balled and shoulders tensed but she didn't move. There was a swift and settle change in her stance to defense. A hidden smirk crossed Quinn's face. Good she's taking me seriously. The blonde wasn't going to hit her. She had no intention of harming the girl. All she wanted to do was get a rise out of her. And it was working. Please dear lord, if you indeed are up there, PLEASE don't let her kill me. And please forgive me for what I'm about to do/ make her do. But I know that this is what needs to be done. An eye for an eye. Pain for pain.

At this time Quinn took a lung at the brunette. A sharp shooting pain smacked her square in the face. Completely taken aback Quinn took a step back. Warm fluid slowly drizzled out from her nose. With a wipe of her hand, dark red crimson smeared across the back of her palm. Amazement filled her as she looked down at her own blood. A low throaty laugh escaped from the girl. Her eyes looked over at the infuriated Rachel Berry. Deep down Quinn couldn't believe it. Rachel had actually hit her! The blonde began smiling.

"You call that a punch?" Quinn responded eagerly.

Rachel continued to stare at her. Again the blonde made another move towards the girl but was met with the same striking force in the same fucking spot. That punch had knocked the blonde a few feet back. She tried to ignore the blazing pain her body was sending out. It was then that the taste of metallic copper infiltrated her mouth. She could taste her own blood. Another smile filled her face at the realization.

"Fucking pussy." Quinn spat out a glob of blood from her lips. From where the blonde stood she could see Rachel starting to lose her control. And this made her laugh even more.

"Stop trying to push me." Rachel muttered in between her teeth.

Quinn licked her now swollen lip and winced at the pain she was met with. Here it goes Q. All or nothing. I will get what I want. I always do. Please help me God. Another round of laughter from the blonde caused something to stir in Rachel. Her small body was shaking with fury. And Quinn could see that. Rachel… I hope one day you can forgive me for this. I hope you understand why I'm doing this.

"You can't even get this right can you?" Quinn blurted out. "I mean you can't do anything right. That's why Finn dumped your ass right? What was it? Couldn't satisfy him enough in bed? Did your techniques lack? Or… maybe he finally decided that he didn't want to wait 2,000 years for sex."

A low growl escaped from the back of Rachel's throat. Yes she had hit something. "Gosh, he didn't even have the decency to break up with you somewhere private. Instead he did it in the hallway where everyone could watch. Man that must've been humiliating. I could only imagine. But I guess that's how little he thought and cared about you. And who could blame him."

"S-S-Stop." Rachel stammered out.

"I don't understand how he could've fallen in love with you. You are so insecure about yourself and soo…. Short"

"STOP!" Rachel yelled out.

Quinn continued on and let out a small chuckle. "I'll even bet after he dumped you that you went and chased after him like a sad pathetic puppy. Gosh…. Please don't tell me you did that?" The blonde paused and looked at Rachel. Just one look at those brown eyes was all she needed to know. "Wow… Rachel. Just wow! I've said it before and I'll say it again. You are pathetic."

At this Rachel took a step forward towards the other girl. "What did you just call me." Rachel hissed. Quinn licked her lips as a smirk crossed her bloodied face.

"I said that you are pathet-

Quinn's words were cut off as Rachel finally lunged for the girl. In a matter of seconds the brunette efficiently took the blonde down. Small, strong fists slammed down into Quinn's face. The blonde didn't bother to fight or cover herself as a rain of punches pounded into her. Pain like she had never felt before rattled through her body. She had never felt this…. Good. A small bubble of laughter escaped from her throat as blood freely trickled down her face. She felt… free.

A violent and heavy fist slammed roughly into the side of her temple that caused a blinding flash of bright colors to fill her vision. Another hit quickly blurred the entire world. Quinn could see dark spots take over her along with the all consuming pain.

"HEY GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER!" a voice called out.

In the matter of a few seconds the rain of punches deceased. At that point the blonde was too far gone to notice anything. Her body was throbbing with pain and all she could do was smile like an idiot. Once the pain became too much she gave into the pain. Darkness took over.

Forgive me…. I'm sorry for leaving you at a cliffy. ORGINALLY this chapter was a lot longer BUT I cut it shorter for pacing. Ehhh… I know this chapter was kind of wtf? BUT trust me this all happens for a reason. At least you know that from here things can only go… UP! Stay tuned for the next chapter! Send me some love with that button down there.