Authors Note: 2 updates in 1 day & Im exhausted, i haven't slept since yesterday, but all for you Quincest lovers. This Chapter is short, but a lot seems to happen, Im hoping to get the next chapter up tonight or tomorrow. Yes the story will be ending soon, but I will let you guys no when. Also as I said before, I have to listen to songs as I write, today I listened to Sarah Brightman- Deliver Me & Heart Door By Paula Cole. I suggest Listening to Heart Door on repeat, its actually a beautiful song, and its like Tegans songs to Sara, telling her she knows its her fault. So anyways, I love you guys for reviewing & enjoying my writing, I do try my best. If you have any request for stories I do take them, open to everything. Anyways REVIEW & ENJOY (:

Chapter 21: Too Much

Sara POV:

"Prove it"

I let the tears fall freely as she looked at me. She placed her Ink Gun down on the little tray and started taking off her gloves slowly one by one. I was tired of people worrying about me, I was tired of screaming her name into my pillow at night all by myself, she was hear now, I needed her. I needed her to fix me .

Tegan POV:

I looked at her body, it looked like she hadn't eaten in while, her hip bones poped, her rib cage showed a tiny bit, but I still couldn't tear my eyes away from her, she was still beautiful, she was still 16 year old Sara. I take off my gloves one by one, she watches my every move, I stand up and look at her, never once taking my eyes off hers.

"Not that Sara . . ."

The chokes on a sob and shakes her head a little, just like when I left.

"You said . . . Anything."

I feel the tears leave my eye and I sigh.

"Thats not what you need me to do . . ."

She closes her eyes and I watch as her heart starts to beat out of her chest. She opens her eyes and shakes her head, bending down and grabbing her jacket. She starts to put it back on, leaving off her shirt.

"How the fuck do you know what I need?"

She looks at me, scorn in her eyes. I give her a look, she knows I know exactly what she needs, she needs me, she doesn't need me to fuck her to her sanity, she needed me in every other way. She starts to shake her head and walk out my curtain. I walk to her and grab her wrists, I spin her around and attach my lips to hers, the familiar tingle passing through my body. I feel her maon and it takes me back, way back, to the night before I left, all she did was kiss me and moan. I pull away from her and look at her.

"Is this what you want Sara? You want me just to fuck you, then you'll be okay?"

She pushes me away and I stumble back.

"Fuck you, you know thats not what I want."

I look at her and feel my walls start to slowly come down.

"Then why are you here, standing in front of me, you shirt on my floor, your jacket unzipped, tell me thats not the only way you need me, tell me what you really need Sara, tell me what Emy won't do to make you forget about me, and I'll do it."

"I don't want to forget you . . ."

She looks down, and turns around, her hand pushing back the curtain. She wipes the tears from her face and breaksdown, slowly wiping away each tears that falls onto her cheek.

"She leaves me Tegan . . . she doesn't know how to hold me, not like you do."

I feel a blow to my chest, she spent 10 years trying to forget me, using someone elses arms, and I was gonna make her remember. I walk up to her, and stay behind her. I place my hands on her waist, her body flinches and I bring my head down to her shoulder. I wrap my arms around her waist, and feel my body ease. It wasn't just helping her, it was helping me too, I was slowly going crazy since the last time I saw her, but I knew it wouldn't be the last time I saw her.

She brings her hand up and starts to hover mines, hesitating if she should lace them together, I turn my palms over and she links them together, the familair flesh on flesh, still sweating, but never parting. I lean down and place a sweet kiss on her neck, her body shutters and I take in her familiar scent.

"Tell me . . . you need me to help you Sara, tell me its my fault your this way . . . tell me to stay."

Thats what I needed to hear, I needed to hear it was my fault, I new it was, but I needed to hear her hurt for me, I need to see it for myself.

"Its your fault Im like this . . . stay."

I pull away from her and she shutters. I slowly make my way to the back of my shop, getting to my door that leads to my room. I open it and she turns around, the sound of the wood scraping the floor. She looks at me and I hold out my hand, I new she needed me, but tonight I was going to give her what she yearned for, what she craved for 10 years, all of me. She started to slowly walk towards me, taking baby steps, I let her. When she finally got to me, she looked at my hand, I looked at hers, she brang it up and I grabed it, I walked backwards into my room, never taking my eyes off her. She let me drag her in. I lead her to my bed and she looked at it, same blankets from 10th grade, same memories. She turns around and looks at me standing behind her. She looks up and scans my face, searching for any hint of pain. She brings her hand up to my face and cups my jaw lightly, I close my eyes and rub my cheek into palm, her familiar touch soothing my whole body.

"I kept my promise . . . "

I whisper to her, she brings her index finger to my lips, and traces them, the shape, the memory.

"I never forgot about you . . ."

I open my eyes and shes smiling, for once. I grab at her jacket and push it off of her shoulders, her bare chest again. I look down and bring my fingers to her collar bones, feeling the delicate bones under my sensative skin. I trail my hand down, in between the cleavage, passed her stomach and to her pants. She closes her eyes, and I lean in , placing my lips to hers, her gentle lips, instantly parting open for me. I slide my tongue in for the first time in 10 years, and she gasps, as I massage her sweet spots, knowing this mouth like that back of my hand. She moans and I feel my body shiver, I bring both of my hands down to her pants and start to unbuckle them, slowly unzipping them. She pulls away and looks at me, she sits down on the bed and lays down on her back. She brings her hands to her waist and starts to slowly push down her pants and underwear. I grab at the hem of my shirt and pull it up and over my head, letting it fall to the floor. I keep my eyes on hers, hers on mines, I unbotton, and unzip my pants. I look down to her naked body, her still creamy skin, her shaved patch between her legs, her boney ankles. Flashbacks of her smiling at me, in my dorm room, laying on my bed naked, signaling for me to come to her, pass through my mind, I would kill to go back to then, to stay that way forever, stay in 10th grade with her forever. I push my pants and underwear down to my ankles, letting them fall to the floor, I step out of them and Sara spreads her legs open. I walk to the edge of the bed, and look down, her shaved pink core, the folds dripping with her cum, slowy falling to my sheets, all so familiar. She looks at me and gives me a look that pleads for me to do this, to release her, to help her, to fix her. She had done her fixing on me years ago, it was time I paid her back.

I crawl onto the bed, and in between her legs, hovering my body over hers, nipple over nipple, neck over neck, lips over lips, heart over heart. She places her hands on my waist and I lower my body down on hers, feeling our nipples harden on eachothers. She gasps and I bring my hand to her face, cupping her jaw, feeling her familiar bone structure on my hand.

"Its my turn . . ."

She knows what I mean, because she starts to cry again, I lean down and attach our lips again, feeling her tongue on mines, massaging eachothers delicately, moans filling the room, whimpers threatening to escape our throats. She brings her hands up to my hair and massages my scalp, making my eyes roll back into my head ten times more. I pull away and rest my forhead to hers, my eyes closed as I brush her nose with mines, she laughs a little, I know the feeling, every eskimo kiss we shared, it felt good. I open my eyes, and see her smile, her teeth shining, her body slightly glowing under my windows moonlight. She was smiling, she was laughing, I was the reason.

I lean my lips down to her neck, slowly sucking on her pulse point, I suck hard, making my mark, wanting her to remember it in the morning, wanting her to remember it when she was in bed with Emy, wanting her to remember where she really needed to be, with me.

"Tee."

The use of my nickname sends shivers up my spine, the way she moaned it into the air. I trailed my lips down further after leaving her two dark hickeys on her pulse point, and down to her collar bones. I bring my tongue out and lay them on her structure, feeling the sharpness under my tongue, the sunk in parts, the dips, the rises, She moans and I feel her heat radiating onto my stomach. I bring my stomach down, making her legs spread more, and feel her wetness seep onto my stomach, right below my belly button. She slowly arches her back and I thrust my stomach into her, feeling her folds rub against my flesh, her hard clit throbbing underneath me.

"Please Tegan . . ."

I nod into her and kiss her all the way down, stopping in front of her dripping core, her legs spread wide for me, letting me see all of her. She looks down at me and I sit up. I reach down and feel under my bed, the familiar phallus in my hands. I grip it and pull it up, sitting myself up. Sara looks at it, then back to me, she has a look of worry in her eyes. I pull on my harness and adjusts the straps, Sara eyeing me like a hawk. I get it all strapped and climb up her, reaching onto my little nightstand, grabbing a condom. I sit back down and start to open it, I never used this strap on without a condom, Sara looks at me and I bring it to the tip.

"Have you used it on any other girls without one . . ."

I shake my head and she reaches for the condom, taking it from my hand and tossing it to the side.

"I wanna cum all over it . . ."

She touches the two kickey on her neck and looks at me.

"You made your mark, now I make mines."

I feel the words hit my skin, making me jolt. I climb over her and she spreads her legs, I hover over her and place my fingers on her clit, she takes in a deep breath and I circle her slowly.

"Uhhh."

She moans and I lean down, situating myself between her. I look up at her and shes squeezeing her eyes shut, waiting. I brush the hair away from her face and she opens her eyes slowly.

"You've never had one inside you before?"

She slightly shakes her head and I lean down and kiss her jaw, I was her first, now Im her first in another way. I grab the base and look at her, she lets out a deep breath and I place the cock at her entrance, she looks at me, and I kiss her lips, slowly and gently pushing it into her. Her back arches and her face scrunches up. She wraps her arms around my neck, and buries her head into my neck. I stop and circle the half thats inside her around, loosing her up. She moans and I can hear the pain in her, I can feel it wrap around me inside her. She drops her head back onto the pillow and looks at me, tears in her eyes from the pain.

"Does It hurt?"

She looks into my eyes and blinks, she nods her head and grinds into me slowly, pushing the whole cock inside of her. Her body starts to shake and her breath becomes hitched.

"Please don't leave me this time . . ."

I hear her mumble, I shake my head and lean down, kissing her, I slowly pull back out and I can hear her juices sliding against the phallus. I close my eyes and hear familiar words.

"Please don't deny me them now . . . not when I need them most."

I open my eyes and shes smiling weakly, I slowly push back into her and watch as her face goes from smiling to pained. She brings her hand up and places them on my breasts, slowly palming them. I moan and keep my eyes on her, as I slowly start to thrust into her, her face pained with each one.

"Tegan. . ."

She whimpers and I slow down, I don't want to hurt her.

"Don't hold back . . ."

She whimpers again, I look at her face and nod. I start to rock my hips into her, feeling her clench around the cock with each thrust, she starts to moan, the pain now being replaced with pleasure. She wraps her legs around my waist and I brush our noses together, tryin to sooth the rest of the little pain I know is there.

"Do you still love me?"

I ask her, through her moans and she nods. I kiss her cheek and bring my mouth to her ear.

"Tell me how much."

She gasps when I grind my hips into her, she claws at my back, making familiar gashes.

"Too Much."

I start my thrusting and I feel her lips on my neck.

"Im gonna cum Tegan . . ."

I nod and kiss her lips, lightly mumbling in her mouth.

"Cum for me Sara."

Her body starts to shake and her hips start to grind, grind hard, pushing the base against my clit. I bury my head into her chest and she grabs it, putting it back over hers.

"Watch me . . . watch what you do to me."

She keeps her hands on my jaw and throws her head back, her veins bulging from her neck, the light sweat forming on her already, her eyes squeezed shut. She bites on her lip and starts to whimper.

"Ahh Tegan."

I thrust a little harder and deeper, she lifts her head and rest her forhead to mines.

"Im cu-"

Her body start to slowy rise, and tremble, her muscles tightening all over. Her mouth flies open and she gasps, her waves crashing down on her. I watch her in amazement, I did that to her, I made her high, I made her head fall back onto the pillow and I made her eyes roll into the back of her head, me. I slow my thrust down and feel her walls pulsing on the phallus, gripping it tight. I start to pull out and she shakes her head.

"Stay . . . remember."

I lay my body down on her, me still inside her, and hear her heartbeat. It was beating fast, it was alive again. I bring my hand up to her side and smoothly trace figure 8's into her skin, waiting for her to come down from her high. After 5 minutes, her body is still shaking and convulsing, I lift my head up and look at her, she opens her eyes and looks out my window, the light rain washing down on London. She starts to smile to herself, she turns to me and I see her pearly whites, shining. I smile and look into her eyes.

"You needed to stop forgeting me Sara . . . and start remembering."

She shakes her head and looks into my eyes, grabbing my face and pulling my body up on hers.

"Then don't leave me ever, so I can keep remembering . . ."

She smiles again and bites her lip, the feeling of being alone leaving her. I peeled our bodies off of eachother and look down to me, still inside her. She grabs the base with her index and thumb, slowly pulling it out of her, her body wincing. I take off the straps and toss it to the floor, leaving her Mark all over it. She scoots over in my bed and goes up against the wall, her former form. I smile and lay down next to her, facing her.

Sara POV:

I was happy, I was happy that I had her again, she said she wouldn't leave me, and Im holding her to that. I look at her laying in front of me, the same figure I saw the other night, suddenly, she sits up, and gets out of the bed, my memory of her leaving my apartment, my figment, it was true. I started shaking my head and she walked out of the room, leaving me alone again. I felt my tears start to form. I heard clanging, glass hitting, and other nooises, she was probably packing to leave back to L.A. I turn on my back, and cover my eyes, was this all just a dream? I feel the matress sink and I uncover my eyes, Tegans sitting on the bed, a bowl in her hands, smiling at me.

"Want some?"

She flashes me her rare gummy smile, I feel my heart crush into a million pieces and start to super glue them selves together fast. I wraped my arms around her neck and slowly bring her down to me, her lips over mines, she gives me the gummy grin again and I kiss her teeth. History was repeating itself, we were in her bed again, eating jello, only this time, It wasn't our first kiss, it was our first reunion. She sits back up after kissing my cheek and grabs a cube, she places it in front of me and I open my mouth letting her place it on my tongue. I felt a vibration on the bed, Tegan and I both looked up and see my butt pocket of my pants light up. She looks at me and grabs it, looking at the screen. She hands it to me and I look.

Call From Emy.

I looked at the nail of my thumb, I had completely forgotten Emy, my partner, my girlfriend of 5 years, the person who held me all those years, but she was also the person who left me all those years, to drown in my memories. I look at Tegan and she nods. I press the answer button and the tears start to fill my eyes.

"Sara, why is Charlie calling me? Shes saying she went to check on you and you weren't home, where are you?"

I look at Tegan and she puts her head down, I sit up and shake my head.

"Emy . . . I, Im . . ."

"What Sara? Were worried sick about you, you have to stop all this, Charlie is crying, telling me she thinks somethings wrong because she can't find you. Where are you?"

Tegan gets up from the bed and walks to her desk in the corner of the room. I watch as she grabs an extra shirt and a pair of boyshorts, putting them on.

"Im here, at Hart-y Tattoos."

I look down and I can hear her breathing,

"Sara its 12:30 at night, Tegans still open? and what are you getting a tattoo of, how come I didn't know?"

I sigh and see Tegan rumiging through some papers, looking around, practically tearing her desk apart.

"I know. . . Im not getting a tattoo Emy. . ."

Theres silence, then I hear the sound of a glass clanging.

"Shit, I dropped the fucking wine."

I sigh and she finally talks to me.

"Then why are you there Sara?"

Tegan walks back to me and sits down the bed and looks at me. I look at her and she looks down when she sees the guilt in my eyes.

"Im with Tegan . . ."

Tegan looks out the paper in her hand, smiling at it a little.

"Your with Tegan . . . what are you two doing Sara?"

I feel a sob escape my mouth and I hear the phone click. I look at my phone.

Call Ended.

I throw my body back down and bury my head into the sheets. I feel my heart hurt, I couldn't be happy, and hurt Emy. She was here for 5 years. I feel a hand on my back and I slowly turn around and Tegan looks at me.

"If you want to be with her Sara . . . I won't stop you."

I look at her and she looks back down to the paper in her hands. She smiles and places it face down on the sheets. I look at her and she drops her head, I grab the paper and turn it around, its not a paper, its our winter formal Picture, the one where Tegan and I couldn't find a position to do for our last frame, when we turned around and looked into eachothers eyes. she just leaned in and kissed me. She smile on both of our faces, I look at her and she smiles weakly.

"Im willing to let you go . . . it'll be hard for me, now that I just got you back, but I can always remember this night, the night I had you for the last time."

A tear slides down her cheek and she looks at me.

"I just want you to be happy . . . Even if its not with me."

I feel the last piece of my heart get super glued back into place, making it start to pump again. I haven't felt this way in years, not even with Emy. I shake my head and tap the sheets. She lays down and faces me, her tears falling to the side.

"I want you, all of you. You see the affect you have on me Tegan, no one compares to you."

She leans in and connects our lips, I moan and feel me body as light as a feather.

"Tegan, Sara?!"

I pull away from Tegan and look at Charlie, the worry in her eyes. Paulie walks in and gasps at us. I grab the covers and pull them over us, Charlie shakes her head and looks at Tegan.

"What did you do to her?"

Tegan eyes her and Charlie walks up to her. Charlie grabs my arm and tries to pull me out of the bed. Tegan wraps her arms around me and I start to cry, Charlies grip hurting me.

"What the fuck are you doing Charlie!"

Paulie screams. Tegan pushes Charlie away and gets in front of me.

"What the fuck is your probelm!"

Charlie starts to cry and shake her head.

"Your the reason shes all fucked up! I told you to be her friend, Not to make her fall for you all over again!"

I look at Charlie and see her body shaking. Paulie walks up to her and grabs her arm.

"Charlie why are you acting this way? Its her business, why do you care so much?"

Charlie looks down and then back to Tegan.

"Because I love her, we spent years trying to fix her, Emy too, and Tegans gonna come in and ruin it for her? Were the ones who have to clean up your mess Tegan, you'll hop a plane tomorrow and leave her, never call her, never text her, you'll forget about her, and shes gonna call us in the night, not anyone else, us."

Charlie was hurt, she was hurt that she put so much effort into me, only for me to be pulled back into the "Problem."

Tegan looks at me and I feel my breathing uneven.

"Your not leaving me right?"

She shakes her head and I look at Charlie.

"Shes not going anywhere, shes staying."

Charlie shakes her head and Paulie walks over to the bed, grabbing the blankets, she accidently kicks the strap on and Charlie looks at it.

"Your fucking sick Tegan . . . I hope you don't leave her, I hope she leaves you . . . I hope she makes you go through what she went through."

Charlie walks away and Paulie wraps the blankets around my naked body and shakes her head.

"Shes right you know."

She walks away and I fall to the ground, my body collapsing like a game of jenga logs. Tegan wraps her arms around me and pulls me into her, she craddles me as I cry. Tegan promised she wouldn't leave, she wouldn't break that.

"I swear Im not going anywhere, and If I do . . . your comming with me."

I nod and keep breaking down in her arms, letting my walls fall.

"I love you Sara."

Was the last thing I heard before my body blacked out.