I know this is a short chapter, but I need to save the rest for the grand finale. Sorry about that. Well, hope you like the chapter anyways.

Chapter 10

(Schuyler's POV)

I walked out the door of the Hazard-Perry residence, and as soon as I closed the door, I let the tears come out. For a minute, I just stood there sobbing because…

Oliver couldn't forgive me. Mimi wouldn't forgive me. I have just messed up everything, haven't I? I don't deserve Jack. I definitely don't deserve Oliver. I don't even deserve Mimi's forgiveness. I don't deserve anything. God, I'm such a horrible person.

As I gloomily opened the door of the cab, I looked back at Oliver's home that had become like a second home to me. I would miss this place. Climbing into the yellow taxi, wishing I were back in the house, I looked out the window as I began to tell the driver the address. Suddenly, Oliver walked out of the house, in sweats and a T-shirt, I-pod in hand. After a single cold glance at me, he put in his earphones and jogged away from me. The cab began to drive in the opposite direction, and I looked behind me, just one more time, at my best friend. Or ex- best- friend. I suppose that after what I did we aren't friends anymore.

I can't believe I was losing him- for good. It was like ripping a piece out of my heart. I know now why I came back to America. Yes, I wanted to say goodbye, but it was so much more. I wanted him to forgive me so… that he could love me. So it wouldn't be so wrong if… God, I'm in love with Oliver Hazard-Perry. I mean, I already knew I loved him, but I can't be in love with him, can I?

…

Okay, I'm in love with him. What now? It can't change anything. I'm with Jack now. And I can't become like one of those people who have multiple mates. It's wrong to use someone like that. Still, Oliver was… everything. I mean, there were multiple Jacks, multiple Mimis, but there's only one Oliver. And there will be only one Oliver… and I can't let him get away.

"Stop the cab!" I shouted at the driver. I heard the brakes squeak in a deafening sound, but I didn't care. I jumped out the taxi and ran, as fast as I could, in Oliver's direction. I see his jogging form ahead of me and push myself faster.

"Oliver!" I repeated his name over and over in a yell, but he kept going, obviously not hearing me. Finally, I caught up to him, and stepped in front, blocking his path. Abruptly coming to a stop, he pulled out his earphones. He scowled. "What do you want? Didn't you hear me? Just leave me alone."

I cried, "Will you just listen to me? I'm sorry that I took your love for granted. I'm sorry that I betrayed your trust and left without a goodbye. I'm sorry I even asked for your forgiveness, but I love you, Oliver. I love you."

"Yeah. You've always loved me- as a friend," he cut in sharply.

"But, it's more than that. I'm in love with you, Ollie, and that's why I couldn't say goodbye. That's why I came back. That's why I needed your forgiveness so it wouldn't be so wrong…" I trailed off.

Oliver was staring at me with such raw pain and intensity that I wanted to look away. I can't believe I'd done this; I should have just stayed in the cab. But then he was walking towards me, and as he raised his fingers to my face, he leaned in closer.

His hand gently caressing my cheek, his forehead grazing my own, he whispered, "I don't see how this could be any more right."

Then, before I could stop myself, I pushed my head forward, my lips pressing against his. I could feel the love radiating off him, and I felt it too. What we had, it couldn't be replaced with five-star hotels, expensive dinners, and amazing hot tubs. Now, I couldn't be happier watching comedies and horror films, as long as Oliver was by my side. We would be doing what we loved, with the person we loved. And that was worth more than anything Jack's money had to offer me.

Jack Force… I had almost forgotten about him. What would I say to him? What could I say to him? As I was reminded of Oliver's hands pulling me closer by my waist, I drowned out any thought of the man I had run away with. This was the present. This was now. I couldn't think about the future; I just hoped Oliver was a part of it.

Because the truth about forever is: You can never know. You can never know what will happen next, who will be involved. All you can hope for is that you make it out alive, with the person you care about. And now, in the present, that person was Oliver. And I wanted it to be Oliver in my forever.

My next cycle, Oliver wouldn't be there, and I would never forget him. But for now, I would just live in the moment with him in my little forever.

(Jack's POV)

I watch from behind the corner of the building as Schuyler and Oliver embrace each other, hold each other, kiss each other. I remember when that had been us, and I had told her my "great revelation".

"It wasn't a choice between you and Mimi. It was a battle between who I'm supposed to be and who I want to be. I don't want to be in the dark anymore, Sky. There's so much I love about being with you, so much I love about you. I couldn't throw that away. I have lived for so many years with my life planned out for me- each single step. I don't want that anymore. And I have you to help me change my fate. I have been through so many cycles, and they were all the same, but now, I can feel myself changing. Because I fell in love with you."

It should have been me. I wanted her. The desire was so strong, and I wanted her to realize what she was doing. Still, the way her eyes shine when she looks at him; she didn't have it with me. There was something inside him that draws her in. He is tailor made for her, and I couldn't argue with that.

From simply looking at him, I knew that Oliver loves her with all his heart, and I knew that he would take care of her. Some part of me, though, wishes that I could say the same. A part of my heart always has, and always will, belong to Azrael. She was so faithful when I was faithless, she was so strong when I had become weak, she was so passionate when I felt my fire burning out. And I had crushed her heart to pieces. I would never see her rare smile ever again. I would never caress her soft cheek when she gave me that honor. I would never practice my fighting with her from dusk till dawn. I would never feel her warm breath in my ear when she whispered, "Got you again." after beating me every single time…

There were so many things I gave up when I ran away with Schuyler, things I'd never thought about till now. And I had lost those things forever because she could never forgive me. Never. I had abandoned her, and she turned her back on me with every right. God, I'm so stupid.

I think this is what you call another "great revelation". Schuyler wasn't the one, just like Gabrielle hadn't been the one. What we had- it wasn't love. It was desire. Her desire for the rush, unnatural pleasure, abduction. My desire for the light, sweetness, gentleness that I didn't truly possess. Our relationship had sugar, a little spice, and fairy tale moments. But it was missing a key ingredient that was put in every cake of love: passion. It was missing. It was all soft and gentle for me, but intense for her. We both had different points of views, but there was no passion. No raw pain, love, or hate. It was all things I had with Azrael, but failed to grasp with Schuyler. Yep, this was definately a great revelation.

Putting my back on the wall of the brick house, I slid down to the ground. With my hand over my face, I feel tears begin to fill my eyes. I close them tight.

Azrael, my beautiful Azrael, I'm so sorry. I wish it were still you and me against the world.

I had broken her heart, but I never expected to break my own as well. I took the Mimi's silver locket out of my pocket. After Schuyler had seen it, she gave it to me, saying that Mimi would want me to have it. Clicking it open, I stared solemnly at the tiny painting inside. I remember giving it to her our last cycle. On one side was Thea and Peter. He was holding her close, and she was staring up at him with her deep green eyes. It was before Charlotte, a few nights after her Silver Blood attack. And on the other side of the locket: an engraved inscription. It was only three words, but they brought back the memory of having it done especially for her. Indented into the silver, in elegant calligraphy, was: Forever and Always.

I knew what it was supposed to mean.

Pulling out Mimi's note out of my pocket, I read it over, picking out certain phrases:

'It's you and me against the world. That's what you said.'

'If you can't be honest with me, then you're right. It's the end.'

'I can never love another.'

'I know you better than you know yourself.'

'There's a whole lot of things that I can forgive, but a liar isn't one of them.'

'Death. It's what I am, and it's all I'll ever be.'

You're so much more, Mimi. So much more.

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