Oh my gosh... Last chapter. I'm so sad. I honestly feel like I might start crying. Just kidding. I am sad to see this story go, but I'm too happy with the result to cry about it ending. You guys have been amazing and I can't thank you enough for your reactions to my first story. It's been a ride. There have been timas when I forgot to update or took a while to update or updated a really short chapter, but you guys have been really understanding and cool about that. I'm so proud of myself for getting this story up and keeping it going and I couldn't have done it without you guys. Honestly. You are most of the reason I keep going. The reviews I have gotten have been mind blowing and so many people have followed and favorired my stories. It's almost surreal. And have I told you how many people read this?

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Anyway. So the last chapter of Surprise Attacks. Austin and Ally are engaged. Trish and Dez are kind of ish sorta in a relationship again. Confusing? It's cleared up. Kira is going to jail. Her and Dez are definitely done for.

The only thing in the way is Lauren. So what happens?

I had lots of ideas, but one stuck out as the best by far. It came to me while I was eating a bagel. Weird right? Haha.

With no further ado...

Chapter 25.

Dez's POV

"Trish?" I whispered, poking my head around the door of her hospital room. "You awake?"

"Yeah. Kinda." I heard her grumble inside.

"Can I come in?"

"Uh. Yea. Sure." I sighed and pushed the door open, stepping inside.

"How you feeling?" I tried to make casual conversation.

"Where'd you go?" She spat at me.

"What?"

"You left me. Where'd you go?" She asked again, her demeanor softening.

"Oh." I sighed, sitting on the side of her bed. "I went to meet up with Kira." I said as soft as I could. Her face fell and her eyes burned.

"Oh." She whispered, almost broken.

"I got her arrested." I whispered, turning my gaze from my lap to her face.

"Oh my God! Dez! I love you!" We both froze in the realization of her confession.

"You still love me?" I croaked. Tears brimmed the corner of her eyes and she nodded her head silently.

"I never stopped." She whispered. Her voice cracked and she started laughing. "I can't believe it took me until now to work up the courage to tell you that. I'm Trish for god's sake!" She managed between giggles. I smiled at her an shook my head.

"Yes you are." I pulled her into a hug. "And I love you for that."

"Really?" She croaked, suddenly stopping her giggle fit.

"Never stopped." I smiled and pulled her closer.

My happy ending was complete.

Ally's POV

We left the courtroom with a bounce in our step. Austin and I had just spoken at Kira's hearing and she was charger with attempted murder in the first degree. Sentenced to 40 to life, no parole. I couldn't be happier.

My fiancé swung our arms together in between us with his other hand casually resting in his jean pocket. He still refused to dress up. Even if we were going to a court hearing being broadcasted across the country. I on the other hand was all dressed up. After over two weeks of sweats and Austin's T-shirts, I hand cleaned up with a knee length yellow sundress covered in purple and green flowers and a small jean mid-sleeve jacket over the top. I stuck with purple flats in case we were standing for long periods of time. And I'm glad I did because we were standing waiting for an hour in the courthouse before our courtroom was opened. My hair was curled and cascading down my back, framing my face where I had graciously applied a natural amount of make up.

I felt liberated. Like I could do anything. My heart was pounding and my breathing was light. My hands tingled with enticipation. Life was free flowing and carefree for once.

What could go wrong?

I had the love of my life squeezing my hand right while we walked downtown so he could buy me an engagement ring. My best friend was very much alive and still as loud and outgoing as before, as I had learned when we visited her in the hospital yesterday and me and Trish fully made up. Dez informed us that they were back together and even told me and Austin that in a few months time, maybe they would be moving in together. And that, not necessarily in the near future, but soon he could see them getting married and sharing their lives together. Kira was in prison and would be for at least forty years. My dads long lost adopted sister had heard about everything going on from the news and called me a few days ago. It was quite a surprise and even though we aren't blood related, it's nice to know that there was some sort of family I could have left. I found out she lives right outside Miami and she offered for me to live with her until Austin turns eighteen. So I'm moving out there next week. I took my online finals and aced them. Obviously. I stressed out for days even though Austin told me I would be fine. He took his at school and had done fairly well himself. We both were officially done with junior year and very excited to start senior year together in the fall. Austin's birthday was in early September, in the beginning of the school year, and we had planned on me moving in at the end of first quarter do he had time to pick out a nice place and get settled in first. Everyone knew about the proposal. His mom just smirked and asked "Finally?" Even though we were young, everyone was super supportive and understanding. Dez cried. Of course. Trish smacked Austin for doing it when she wasn't there. Austin's dad took it kind of slowly. He was angry at first, but after a while he warmed up to it and is fully supportive. He even offered to pay for the wedding. Fully if I might add. The wedding is planned for after senior year. We saw no need to rush it and I technically need to be eighteen to get married. Since my birthday was in March, towards the end of the school year, we figured it would be easier. Plus, who doesn't love a summer wedding. It also give us tons of time to plan everything. Everything was perfect.

I couldn't change a single thing.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Austin spoke up. I turned to smile at him.

"What?"

"Whatcha thinking about? You've been pretty quiet the whole walk." He smiled back.

"Oh. Just thinking about stuff." I was grinning like an idiot and he started playing with my fingers.

"What kinda stuff?"

"Everything." I shrugged. He looked confused so I laughed and shook my head. I should probably explain. "How everything in my life is just falling into place, you know? All my friends are happy, Kira's in jail, I have an aunt, and were getting married." My stomach still did happy dances when I said that out loud. Married? It's such a great word. I loved the fact that it was mine to use now.

"You excited?" I scrunched my eyebrows together and looked up at him.

"For what?" I asked. He laughed at me and pulled me closer to him, bumping my shoulder into his.

"Your ring?" He clarified, rubbing the spot on my ring finger where the ring would go. I broke into another grin and nodded my head.

"Absolutely." He pulled his hand out of his pocket and switched it with the hand holding mine. He then swung the hand that was holding mine over my shoulder, effectively pulling me into his side. Playing with my hand again, he looked down at me and kissed my hairline. I watched him as his face changed expressions from happy and carefree to concerned and slightly scared. His eyes squeeze shut and he exhaled, his cheeks growing and his chest rising. "Now what are you thinking?" I asked. I walked to a street corner and stopped, grabbing his waist with my free hand and turning him to face me.

"Its nothing." He said. I smiled up at him and rested both my hands on his waist.

"You okay? You looked concerned and stressed."

"Yea. I'm fine. I'm just glad you're happy." He forced a smiled and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me into a hug. He rested his head on my hair and I felt him sigh. I knew he was thinking something, fighting some internal battle, but I didn't want to pry. Especially not in public.

"Okay. Then where are we going?" I asked, hope lining my voice.

"A jewelry store. Duh." He said matter-of-factly, pulling away and grabbing my hand again. He swung it casually between us, as I was still facing him, watching traffic over my head to see when we could cross to the strip mall across the street. I giggled at him and stretched up on my toes to place a kiss on his lips which he gladly excepted my kissing back slowly, traffic forgotten. He pulled away carefully, biting slightly on my bottom lip, pulling it with his teeth. I opened my eyes and he closed his, resting his forehead on mine. "I love you Als."

"I love you too." I whispered. He leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips before standing up straight again.

"Damn we missed a place to cross." He whined. I laughed at him and placed with his fingers.

"You're such a dork." I smiled at him as he smiled back down. He nodded and grabbed my waist with both his hands, pulling me against him and swinging me around in a circle. I squealed at him and laughed.

"I know." He chuckled. He set me down and grabbed my hand, running across the street when an opening appeared, dragging me after him. I continued laughing at him.

"You're crazy Moon!" I screamed in between laughs as we reached the opposite sidewalk. He smiled at me and paused walking.

"Crazy for you baby." He kissed me quickly and started walking again. My cheeks stayed bright red for the next five minutes.

"What kind of ring are you getting me?" I asked a few minutes later.

"A ring fit for a queen." He stated softly.

"I'm not a queen." I giggled.

"Not yet you aren't." He smile down at me and bumped into me as we walked, placing a quick kiss on my temple.

Sometimes things happen before you realize what's going on. Things jump out at you and scream in your face before you have the time to comprehend what's going on and react back to it. They skip your mind for hours. Days. Weeks. Then all of a sudden they show up out of the blue and scare the living crap out of you. They resurface and bring back everything that came with them in the first place. The pain. The stress. The fear. The past. They happen in the blink of an eye.

And they happen at the worst possible times.

Let me rewind a bit. We were at the jewelry store...

"Oh my God Austin! This is amazing! It's just breathtakingly perfect. How did you- How could you- What even-When did you possibly- Who told you- Where did the idea- Why did- How did you know?" I stuttered and tripped over my words. Sitting on my finger was the hugest diamond ring I have ever seen. There was a slim gold band wrapped around my finger with a huge princess cut diamond in the middle with multiple, six maybe seven, little red rubies all around it. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

"Remember that one conversation we had like months ago about that ring your mom bought you when you were little and you were going on about how it was the prettiest thing ever and then started describing your perfect engagement ring?" He huffed out in one long breath, pausing for a deep breath at the end. I shook my head, eyes huge and still staring at the ring in my finger.

"No." I breathed.

"Well I do. I have the whole thing committed to memory."

"Austin." I whispered, tears threatening to spill. It was gorgeous.

"I know. The princes cut diamond." He whispered back, placing his hands in my waist and resting his forehead on mine. I shifted my eyes to him.

"But what are the rubies for?" I asked. His eyes lit up and he broke into a smile.

"We'll red is your favorite color. And I know you love the wizard of oz. Which really is just an excuse because I just liked that one better than the other red stone he pointed out. But anyway." I laughed at him and he sighed, but continued anyway with an eye roll. "There are six of them because we kissed on that ferris wheel exactly six hours after I met you. And that was the first moment I knew I was in love with you." I giggled and sighed, looking up at him through my lashes.

"You have got to be kidding me." I chuckled.

"What?" He asked. He tried to sound concerned, but was smiling like an idiot.

"That's the moment I knew I was in love with you." I explained. He smiled bigger, if that's possible, and shook his head slightly.

"And here we are..." He trailed off to look at his watch. "Two years, five months, twenty three days, nineteen hours, and six minutes later, finally fucking realizing that. Why didn't you just tell me?" I laughed and shrugged.

"Don't know."

"You know how much time you could have saved?!" He whined. I laughed and shook my head.

"I like it better this way." I smiled and he smiled back.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too." I whispered back. He leaned in for a kiss, but we both jumped apart when we heard the sound of a gun safety click.

And that's where we are now. I was currently standing on the middle of a jewelry store, tears streaming down my face, as Lauren holds a gun up to my temple. Austin is standing in front of me, at arms length, crying more than I've ever seen before. His body wracks up and down as he hiccups for breath. I can hear the owner in the background talking to 911 and other people in the store crying or screaming. Many fled the scene as soon as the gun was pulled out. I haven't seen the look on Lauren's face, nor have I assured to myself that it was indeed her. My eyes haven't left Austin's. His occasionally flick over to Lauren, but mostly remain on mine too. I know it's her.

How could I have forgotten?

Nobody speaks. I am afraid that if I open my mouth, she'll shoot me. I'm assuming Austin the same. Why she stays silent, is unknown, but greatly appreciated.

She shifts slightly on her feet, pressing the gun further into my temple. It hurts already, skin probably broken and bleeding slightly. But I'm greatly glad of this. I'm happy with the pain considering my options.

I could be dead.

I could die.

I could be killed. Any second now.

The silence is tedious. My brain scrambles for some explanation. How long she stands there, I have no idea. I do know that it's driving me insane. She's just standing there, jamming the gun barrel into my temple, finger resting on the trigger like she's ready to pull it. So why doesn't she? Why doesn't she just end it already?

Because she knows she gonna lose no matter what.

The police are on their way. She's going to jail for the rest of her life, so why run? She takes the time to put me in more pain. To make me mentally break down and emotionally crack from the inside out before she ends me physically too. She's letting me do the whole thing myself from the inside. Eventually, she thinks I'll crack and just tell her to do. Then she'll be excepting my requests.

Not this time. I have a future to look forward to. My life is going somewhere now. When I was in that fire, I had nothing to live for. I had no one to go to. I had nothing to give. So I chose to accept the fact that I was gonna die. Why fight?

But this time it's different. I have a reason to fight. A reason to live. And I'm looking at him.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath to calm myself down. My palms meet my eyes to wipe the tears off to the side and off my face.

Then I've done the bravest thing I'll ever do in my life.

I turned to face her.

The barrel of the gun met my forehead and her eyes widened as mine met hers.

"What the fuck do you want?" I growled.

"You." She snarled. Her lips turned up into a smile and I let out a breathy laugh.

"We'll you have me!" I shouted, spreading my arms out for emphasis. I heard Austin catch his breath to my right and let out a choked sob. I dropped my hands and rested one behind my back, crossing my fingers to tell him I was joking.

It sounds morbid almost. Joking about letting someone end your life. Especially when they have a loaded gun pointed at your forehead and their finger is resting on the trigger. When that person has personally killed three members of your family and wants you to be next. And you're joking about letting them have you.

Its insane.

Its crazy.

Its crazy.

Its crazy.

"Crazy for you babe."

I was crazy.

Its like she was asking permission to send a bullet through my head and I was saying yes.

"You said yes?"

"She said yes! She said yes!"

She was literally giving me a choice right now. If she wanted to choose, my body would be lying on the ground, a hole in my head, the blood draining from my skull. It all seemed surreal. Like I was the main character in a Hollywood movie.

"I don't know. You pick."

"How about a horror film?"

"I'm sorry you put yourself in this situation." She smirked down at me and spit in my face. My eyes stayed pried open, boring into hers, as I reached up and wiped the spit from my cheeks, flicking my hand toward the ground.

"You don't have to apologize. I'm just glad I was here."

"I'm not." I smiled. A real genuine smile. It completely threw her off balance. I don't even know where it came from. Her face fell and she stumbled backwards a few inches, the gun slipping from my forehead and pointing more toward my neck as her hand went slightly limp from the surprise. My smile tuned into a smirk and she snapped out of her thoughts, raising the gun back to my forehead and pressing it in further.

"How did you get out?" She snarled, her lips turning up in a growl. She bared a scary resemblance to a dog growling at a sense of danger. I found the gesture ironic.

"Out of what?" I asked innocently. She rolled her eyes and shoved the gun into my forehead, sending my body backwards and causing my foot to jump back in order to catch myself from falling.

"The fire you little bitch!" She screamed. "How'd you get out!"

"You're going to burn."

"I don't burn."

"Everyone burns."

"Not me."

"I don't burn." I smiled again and shrugged my shoulders. She scoffed at me and slapped me across the face, quick and hard. My eyes stung with fresh tears and my mouth hung agape. My hand went up to my cheek on instinct. Almost like a reflex. My face stung and my skin tingled.

Is it strange that I loved it?

The feeling reminded me that I was indeed still standing here, breathing the air, living. My heart was still pumping and my brain was still swirling. I was still here. My body felt almost numb. Like when I was in the fire. Except this time, my heartbeat pounded through my body, thudding in my ears, and making my fingers and toes vibrate. My whole body was numb, but at the same time, I never felt more alive.

"You little whore!" She screamed. I bit my tongue and adverted my gaze to the floor. She opened her mouth to speak again, but I interrupted her when a laugh burst past my lips.

"Maybe I can help you relax?"

My mind went blank and my body fell slack as I laughed. Nothing about the situation was funny. There was a gun on my head. There was a mentally deranged lady standing in front of me holding it. My fiancé was watching the entire thing.

Yet I was laughing.

Maybe I was the crazy one.

My body immediately felt at ease. But my mind was a different story.

"This isn't relaxing me."

My head spun, desperately trying to string something together to explain my outburst. Maybe I just had a tendency to do this. I laughed in situations where laughing is the last thing that should be coming from my mouth. I don't even know why. Something just needed to let emotions out and there were so many emotions flying through my body that for some reason I laughed to get them out. There were still tears streaming down my face, but my cheeks hurt from the smile on my face and my gut ached from laughing for so long. It must have been at least three minutes already.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Lauren screamed, abruptly causing my laughter to halt almost instantly. My mouth hung open waiting for a response, but I couldn't find one. What was wrong with me? What could possible cause a person to laugh at this? What mental problems did a person need for a situation like this to push them into laughter of all things?

I know I wanted to get something out, but what was it? Which emotions were I trying to express by laughing? What did I even want it to solve?

I wanted to start over.

Maybe I wanted this all to go away. Maybe I wanted to pretend like it never happened. But then my whole life would change. What would it be like? Would me and my sister get along? Would my mom be supportive of me and Austin? Would there be a me and Austin?

"Mom! I'm home!" I hear down the hallway. I pick up the remote and pause the movie I was watching.

"Mom isn't here. It's just me." I explain as my younger sister walks in the room. She nods silently and sits down next to me, sharing the blanket covering my curled up feet.

"Hey Al." She smiles. "How are you and Austin?"

"It's complicated A. Ever since he found out about the plan, he's been mad at me. It's been almost a month. I don't know what to do anymore." I sigh and run my hand through my hair. I was never good at explaining these types of things.

"You'll figure it out. You always do."

"How do you know that?" I snap. I give her an apologetic smile and she laughs, shaking her head at me.

"You guys are Austin and Ally. Nothing can ruin that. I know he loves you. He won't just throw that away." She smiles at me again and I ruffle her hair.

"Keep believing that kid." She scoffs at me and I get up to walk into the kirchen.

"Where are mom and dad?" She asks following me. I open the fridge and look around.

"They went to see that new romance movie. Um bikini blood bash two I think." I answer as I look at a carton of orange juice.

"When are they getting back?" I stand up with the orange juice and look down at my watch.

"Any minute now actually. Speaking of getting back..." I start, getting a glass and sitting down at the island to look at her. "Where did you go today?" She smiles and blushes and my mouth falls.

"Nowhere." She whispers.

"You were with a boy!" I hear the door open in the hallway, but ignore it to talk to my little sister.

"Was not!" She whines like a little kid.

"Wasn't what?" My dad asks as he walks in the kitchen, placing a kiss on my head.

"A was with a boy!" A has always been my nickname for her. It's cute and shorter.

"No I wasn't!" She cries, her face getting even redder.

"Yes you were." My mom teases as she walks in. I pour my juice while giving her a snobby look.

"I knew it!" I laugh and take a drink as she pouts and sits on a stool.

"So I went on ONE date! No big deal. Ally's been on lots of dates."

"Ally's in high school. You're still an eighth grader." My dad explains.

"So tell us all about him." I tease.

"It's Austin's cousin." She whispers. I spit my juice all over the counter and gape at her.

"This sounds interesting. Lets order pizza and make it a movie night. We can talk later!" My mom chirps. I smile and nod my head along with everyone else.

We eat pizza, laugh, tease, and have an all out great time all night.

Its a dream. It has to be.

"Ally! You little bitch! Listen to me!" Lauren screams, snapping out of my daydream.

"You destroyed my family." I whisper. She stares at me for a second.

"I what?" She asks.

"You destroyed my family!" I scream this time. her lips turn up into another smile.

"Not yet, I didn't." She snarls.

Not just to you. To this family.

"Not this time Lauren." I can hear the cop cars in the background faintly. I don't think she's noticed. But it won't make a difference. She already knows they're coming.

"I'll find you again." She whispers. I glare at her best I can.

I was having a great day until she flipping showed up. How did she even find me this time?! She knew I would have to be at Kira's hearing, but she couldn't go anywhere near it when she's a suspect at large out for three murders and associate to another attempted murder. So there's no way she could have followed me.

Its like she knew I would be here. She knew where I would be going. What I would be doing. When I would be there. Who I was with.

I turned back facing Austin, repositioning the gun at my temple again. It was calmer this way.

Let me see your schedule.

Tears covered Austin's face. He stood perfectly still. Frozen in place. As if, if he made a single movement, the world would crash and burn around him. I've never seen so much fee in his eyes.

How was it that he was more afraid than me?

Did I already give up hope? Why would I do that? The man I love is staring me in the eyes? How could I let him go? I can see a future with him. I want a future with him. I NEED a future with him. There's no way I could live without him.

I'm so scared that I'll lose her.

For once I'm afraid that I'll lose him. But worse is that neither of us would chose this time. It's not our decision. We no longer decide our fate.

Lauren does.

And hope looks meek.

The sirens get louder and a fire egnites inside of me somewhere. She had no right to decide my life. I've let people push my around too many times. Too many people have stepped all over me and pushed me to the ground. Merely a piece of trash in their way. Not anymore. I was Ally.

I am Ally.

I am worth something. I mean something. I have a difference to make in the world. And I will make it. Because I deserve to live.

So I will.

Before I can even think about what happens next, everything explodes into one jumbled mess. It all happens as one quick blur.

I mouth the words 'I'm sorry' to Austin. My body is turned to face Lauren again. Her mouth is open to say something. The barrel of the gun is in my hand. I'm pushing it to my left, away from me and Austin. A shot is fired. Blood drips from my ear. No pain is felt. Lauren crumbles to the ground. The gun falls from my hand. Austin runs up to my side. His arms are around me. Lauren cries out in pain. And I'm ushered away.

It all happened so fast.

"Ally? Ally? Baby? Please. Answer me. Als! Hey!" I hear Austin calling me in my ear, but I can't speak. I can't think. I can't breath. I can't.

"Ally? Miss? Are you okay?" Now a paramedic is asking me questions. He is waving his hand in front of my face. He's shining a light in my eyes. It's bright.

"Ally come on. Please." A rear runs down Austin's cheek and I suck in all the breath I can hold.

"Austin?" I croak.

"Oh my god Ally! You have me so worried!" He screams, throwing his arms around me.

"Is Lauren going to jail?" I whisper.

"Forever." He whispers back.

But you won't be far.

Why?

Because she's going to Maimi Prison. That's why. She's getting out of my life for good.

"I love you Als."

"I love you Aus."

And you won't find the right guy because I'm right here.

And...

My happy ending was complete.

I know the ending was kind of a let down. But I tried my best! I hope you loved it! There will be an epilogue eventually, but I want to update WSLTL first. But I promise I'll have one up. I tried to make this extra long too. I think I did a good job.

Sorry for typos. I was kind of rushing on my iPod.

Please review! Lets hit one hundred!

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