I hope I don't let anyone down when I say this but.. THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER! Yes. It's true. Have Faith is coming to a close after 25 chapters. you guys have been so incredible with your sweet reviews. I hope you've enjoyed this story as much as I've enjoyed writing it. I had to end it now because I was losing the inspiration I had in the beginning. I just didn't want the story to become a chore too write because I know if that were to happen it wouldn't be as good as when it started. I have a surprise at the end so please read on and as usual ENJOY!

Love always - A

Kylie fell into step following Phil out of the car. The crowed of the San Diego was lively and excited to see not only CM Punk but Kylie also. She smiled at the few people that called out to her. Even though the negativity was still pulling on her heart strings, the feelings her fans gave her kept the smile on her face for a moment. When they reached the doors, Kylie grabbed Phil's hand ready for him to lead her through the chaos.

Their fingers unlocked when they saw the table they would be answering questions at in the near distance along with their fans waiting to get a chance to meet them.

The man in charge announced their names and they took their seats at the table. Kylie knew fans were probably surprised because it was a last minute choice by WWE officials to add Kylie to the Q&A table. She was ready to face any questions that would be asked.

It seemed like the questions were moving rather quickly because they were all easy to answer. But Kylie's heart picked up when Phil was asked by a teenage girl if he was single. She looked at him and smirked ready to hear his question. She knew they weren't ready to discuss their relationship publicly so she was curious as to know how he would answer.

His first reaction was to laugh it off, and then he blushed. She watched as his lip ring moved slightly on his lip. "I am, unfortunately for you, not single." He stated with a smile. Under the table she could feel his hand settle on her thigh and she smiled to herself.

The Q&A went on smoothly for the next hour. The questions weren't challenging and if it was, Kylie always found comfort in something Phil would interrupt and say. Constantly she found herself laughing out loud in front of everyone to things he would say.

Still, under her happiness, she could feel herself become fearful of what those who weren't fans of her would say.

Stepping out of the bathroom in a pair of cotton shorts and a t-shirt, Kylie sat down on the bed. Phil was focused on his comic but looked up when she moved closer to him. Marking his page, he set the comic down and pressed his lips against her fore head as she leaned into him. Kylie pressed her lips into a smile and looked down.

"What's wrong?" he asked. She didn't look up. He used his fingers to gently raise her chin. "I'm just tired." She finally responded, her voice low and soft. Phil, uncomfortably, sat up strait on the bed and looked at her with a disappointed look on his face. Kylie remained still.

"You've been different lately." He confessed. "I'm sorry." She replied. Hesitantly she began to talk again. "I've just been working a lot harder and it's just making me tired." She explained. Phil narrowed his brows. "Give yourself a break. When I met you a month ago, you weren't like this. Why the sudden change?" he asked becoming confused and even sort of frustrated.

She felt her face get hot. Her cheeks burned as she nervously looked for the things to say. Her eyes flickered and her words finally came up to fast for her to even filter them.

"Months ago I wasn't actually in the ring. I was just a valet! I'm not saying I didn't want this! I did! I still do. I want this more than anything because I love wrestling but I'm not Trish Stratus. I'm not like Michelle. I have to work my ass off to even prove myself! And especially right now when I can't make someone who's already so talented, like Alex, look bad…" she got off the bed still flustered, and still upset the words kept coming. "And then you came along…" she felt her eyes well up, "And I just feel like you think I'm better than I actually am. I still have so much to work on and you just make it seem so easy. You're a champion; you're one of the biggest superstars right now."

"I don't want people to look at you differently because you're with me. I don't want to let you down." She finished, tears falling down her warm cheeks.

To Kylie's surprise, Phil stood up from the bed and walked over to her. Taking her body into his. He wrapped his arms as tightly as he could around her body. After for holding her for at least a minute, he pulled away. It was his turn to talk finally.

"Do you think I give a damn what people think? Do I look like the kind of guy who gives a damn what people say?" he smirked quickly before going on. "Kylie. Even when you were just a valet, I took interest in you because I saw something. I saw that spark in your eyes. I've been in this industry for long enough to know you're one of a kind. You want this and you're real. You're down to earth and I saw at that from the start!" he stepped closer and looked down on her. "I don't think you're better than you are. I think you're perfect. You are perfect." He said lowering his voice. His eyes gazed into hers, catching the warmth. He used his fingers to wipe the tears off her damp cheeks.

Kylie looked at him, finding it impossible to look away at this point.

"I'm in love with you." His voice was deep and awkward, but it was the fact that he had said that that sent chills up her spine and butterfly's formed in the pit of her stomach.

"Well…" Kylie said pushing her dark wavy hair out of her face. She relaxed her arms to her side and looked up at Alex. Alex smiled politely. "It's been great working with you…" he said nervously. "But let's be honest..." Kylie said catching Alex's full undivided attention. "You're happy this is over." She smiled. "I know I wasn't your first choice of someone to work with. This whole story line wasn't your first choice – but I've appreciated you trying to enjoy it." She said with complete honestly. Alex Riley chuckled. "You're right… and I'll admit – I had my doubts, but I do think you'll do great." He smiled innocently. Kylie offered one back. Alex pulled her into an awkward hug. "Thank you again." She smiled and stepped away.

She headed back to the locker room pleased with the information that this Monday night would be the last night her and Alex Riley would work as a team and even more pleased with the fact that she would still continue receiving her push. As scary as it was, in just an hour she knew she would be entering yet another chapter in her career.

With a sudden skip in her step she walked into the locker room and walked over to her bag to get her attire ready for that night. When she reached her bag but she found something that wasn't there before. She picked up a piece of paper that lay on top of her bag. Feeling another presence in the room, Kylie quickly turned around.

Kaitlyn rounded the corner and found a place to sit down so she could adjust her wrestling boots.

"Who is this from?" she said holding up the paper. Kaitlyn looked up from her boots and smiled. "Read it." She replied. Kylie did as she was told and looked down.

"Hope you didn't think we forgot about you! As always, proud of our third Bella. Better work it tonight, we'll be watching. Front row of course. – Love B & N."

Kylie smiled at the short and sweet message from the two girls that had he back the most over the years. From the second she walked back stage to her first event, to the time they had decided to part ways from the business. Through everything, all the ups and downs, and struggles – they were right there. They were the first to truly believe in her and she would always appreciate not only Nikki Bella, but Brie Bella as well.

When Kylie raised her eyes back to Kaitlyn she continued smiling. Not only did she have great old friends, she had great new ones.

An hour and one match latter, Kylie walked past the curtain in her gold ring attire that looked extremely well up against her tan skin. Alex right away separated from her and headed back to the men's locker room but Kylie found herself greeted by her boyfriend. Her first instinct was to hug him and she did just that.

He petted the back of her damp, messy, sweaty hair and let her be the first to pull away. When she looked up at him she saw so much. So much more than she that stand-offish guy she knew from her first year in the company.

Could she have done it without him? Probably not. He made her believe in herself. He made her feel like she was worth something. He brought her out of her shell and picked her up whenever she was down. He helped her get out of whatever tough situation she was in – whether it was her problems with Eve or her problems with herself.

After her tonight she could fully close the chapter of her second year of her wrestling career. Filled with so much she had finally started feeling alive. Kylie felt like she was finally in a good place.

On top of everything, she had fallen in love.

"Come on kid." Phil said, swinging his arm over Kylie shoulders as they walked out of gorilla position.

Hopefully you enjoyed that last chapter and here's the big news... I will add one more chapter BUT it will be a preview for the sequel. Yes, I said it - sequel. No idea when I'll be posting it but it should be soon! Any question you have - feel free to private message me.