~~~AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Well… Last chapter. Oh my god. How bittersweet.
I'd like to say a few things first… and make sure you read this entire note because come on, I put effort into this.
First of all, a HUGE MOTHERFUCKING THANK YOU TO MY BETA AND BEST FRIEND, Glambertx96, whom without, this fanfic would've never finished. She helped me step-by-step when I had no clue what direction I wanted to go in at certain times within this fic. She helped me overcome problems when I wanted to just scrap this whole thing and give up. A huge round of applause for her. Without her, there would be no Nirvana.
It's been an incredible journey. That sounds stupid since this is a fanfic. Oh well.
It's been over 8 months since I started this thing. Could've practically had a baby by now… NEVER thought it would take so long or even have more than a hundred hits. Whether you just started reading this a little while ago or have been there since the night I posted it, I just wanted to thank you all for putting up with this depressing-ass story and all the waiting and cliffhangers that came with it. I've never understood why people actually got so passionate over this, but I love it so much. I tend to give up easily on projects, but seeing how much people actually wanted me to keep going, well, I just had to then. I promise my later fics won't take months to complete.
Also, in terms of how the brains within this fic worked... These characters were actually a part of my own self. The way Adam and Sauli's minds worked were my own dark and light side. They were basically my thoughts personified and given a life. So yeah, I'm kinda fucked up, huh? I mean, I never did their "actions", but certain thought processes and how I viewed the world were stated clearly here.
And I hope you'll stick around for more fics! I promise they won't be as sad! I already have "Anytime" up… which is basically porn. Everyone's favorite. X)
I just noticed we surpassed the word count for Twilight by a few thousand. Wow, just thinking of how thick this would be if I printed it out and published it, which can never happen (it's not that good xD). Actual full novel size. Not bad for my first time writing.
Trying not to forget anything… hmmm. What else…? I've had nearly 9 months to think about what I was going to put here in these final "thank you" notes.
I know I'm forgetting something. Fuck. In my head, this note was going to be longer- OH.
Songs! Righttttt.
There was a whole thing of songs I thought would fit this story.
Well, of course, all the ones in this fic obviously fit, but there were other songs not by Adam that I thought were really perfect. But whatever, no one would listen to them anyway.
Still missing something…
Oh Well,
ENJOY!~~~
Adam:
Traffic.
Of course this happened. It was just my luck.
The roads had been perfectly vacant until I decided to show up on them. Well, actually, I hadn't decided anything. After Alex had told me that he'd been willing to drive, that's where I'd drawn the line. I'd flat-out refused to go anywhere with him, afraid he'd take me to a ditch and leave me for dead or something. We'd argued for a few minutes before Alex had become increasingly frustrated, telling me that I was wasting every single minute by discussing it. I'd still rejected to go if he was behind the wheel. Eventually, and before I'd known it, he'd quite literally picked me up and half-dragged me to his car. I'd put up a pretty useless fight since my anger had died down so much. Alex had forcefully shoved me into his passenger seat so fast that his aim was completely off and I'd actually smacked my head on the door frame before he tried again and threw me inside.
Noting the dull ache in my head, I stiffly said, "You know this qualifies as kidnapping, right?"
I saw Alex roll his eyes and his hands tightened on the wheel. "You'll thank me later," was all he replied without looking at me.
I sighed and my knee jumped impatiently as I stared out the window at the crawling cars. The traffic was so slow, barely budging feet at times, but the vast stretch of runways were within view now.
Fifteen minutes left until "Sauli's flight" left.
"Only when I believe you're not lying to me for your own sick humor and we make it in time, I'll thank you." I crossed my arms as reinforcement and stared straight ahead at the dirt-speckled windshield. I heard Alex huff.
The rest of the impatient journey remained quiet. It wasn't like the comfortably content silences between me and Sauli. No, this proved to be beyond awkward. It got to the point where I seriously considered swinging the passenger door open, rolling out onto the road, and running the rest of the way there. The rivalry tension in the air only thickened because we had nothing to say to each other. It wasn't like we could even make small talk. I hated this so much. Having Alex so close to me only reminded me of every unwanted memory in my head and I could feel my fists clench tighter on my lap. I had to remember that he was my only ride to the airport. I knew the way perfectly, and so far, he hadn't taken any suspicious turns. If he did, I knew I'd lash out and Alex would probably end up in the hospital again… or worse.
With ten minutes left and no time to spare, we arrived… to my surprise.
He wasn't lying, was he…?
Alex pulled up to the curb in front of the entrance. Before we even came to a full stop, I flung his fancy sport car door open and attempted to rush out. Alex snatched my wrist to restrain me and I turned to look wildly at him, arm tense in his grasp.
Alex ignored my reaction. He stared hard into my eyes and spoke clearly and sternly as he said, "I will wait here. You'd fucking better bring a Finn with you."
Taken aback by his words, my eyes widened and my lips parted slightly, but then I narrowed my eyes in determination and bowed my head once as a promise.
"And take this." Alex reached into the glove box and clamored around in there. He pulled out what appeared to be a card. He held it two inches from my face and spoke slowly, "This is my uncle's I.D pass… This is also his car… Anyway, he works here on the weekends. There's no fucking way you can get through security and customs on your own. Use this to go through employee doors and cut straight past security checkpoints. Just don't get caught."
I gawked at Alex. I'd completely forgotten about security. I nabbed the pass out of his hand and just blinked at him. Alex released his grip on my arm and gave me a curt nod.
I didn't know what to say.
I tried, "Wow, I mean, I really appreciate this. You're a lifesaver—"
"—Shut up and just go!" he snapped.
"Right, right, sorry," I muttered. So much for a sentimental moment…
I took no time in jumping out of the car and running my ass off toward the revolving doors. My sudden burst of speed took a toll on the stitches near my stomach. I hissed at the stinging in my wound. I stumbled painfully into the airport and froze immediately. I ogled around the busy lobby, frantic and completely lost. I tried to breathe evenly. Too many people. Way too many people. I wanted to duck away into a shadowed corner somewhere like I was used to. Maybe I could do this by sticking close to the walls and avoiding any and all people where possible?
I shook my head, trying to snap out of it. I spotted a check-in desk in the distance and kicked myself into gear, running over to it as fast as my legs could carry me. I slammed my palms onto the desk, out of breath. The lady attending the desk jumped and looked up at me in alarm. I panted at her like a crazed animal.
"How may I help you… sir?" The lady said, eyes wandering over my disheveled appearance.
Breathless, I asked, "I'm looking for a passenger? I need to know if he checked in."
"Of course," she replied and relaxed as she settled her hands over her keyboard. "What's his name?"
"Sauli Koskinen," I answered impatiently, eyeing the clock nearby. I felt a twinge of sadness over saying his name.
The lady typed quickly and professionally. I wasn't expecting anything hopeful from her. I was basically waiting for her to confirm my suspicion of Alex's lie.
Not wanting to risk any mistakes, I continued, "That's K-O-S-K-I—"
She nodded at her screen, cutting me off, and then smiled warmly at me. "Yes, he checked in a little while ago. Gate fifty-three."
My face turned white and my heart plunged to the floor.
"Wait, what?" I squeaked.
The lady gave me a strange look. "He's arrived on time…" she said slowly. "Are you alright?"
My heart was thrashing.
No way.
Alex wasn't lying.
Oh, holy shit.
He's alive?
He's alive. Oh my god.
My stomach churned violently.
I felt faint.
HOW?!
WHAT THE FUCK?
I didn't know whether to jump and scream like a child in joy or sink down to the ground and start crying in relief. I felt like a mixture of both, but my physical body stayed frozen stiff. I kind of needed to sit down with my head in between my knees and try to stabilize myself. Talk about overwhelming.
And to think… I'd nearly killed myself thinking he was dead. The constant ache in my gut was a horrid reminder.
I didn't want to illegally sneak through the airport if I could avoid it. With stinging eyes and a raw throat, I barely managed to croak out, "Can you please call for him?"
She checked her monitor. "I'm sorry, sir, but that flight is about to take off. They've already started boarding. If I call him now, he'll miss the flight."
That. Is. The . Fucking. Point.
"Look, you don't understand, he needs to miss that flight."
She looked at me suspiciously confused. "Why…? Is there a problem?"
"Just call him!"
"Sir, I'm going to need you to step away," she said firmly. I could see her hand inching closer to the security button.
My gut flipped at the sound of the intercom:
"Final boarding call for flight 737 to Helsinki."
Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.
I didn't have time for this! I groaned and whipped away.
"Sir!" I heard the fucker call out for me as I ran off.
I knew I was probably going to be chased down soon. I sprinted through the airport, desperately looking around. I messily weaved between businessmen, bumping into several bodies. I paused to pull out Alex's uncle's pass only to have it fly out of my grasp when some obese mother turned too quickly and wacked my gut with the sharp corner of her huge fucking purse of what felt like rocks. I buckled and cried out, landing on my knees and wrapping my arms around my torso, hugging the stab wound. I sucked in a harsh breath and tried to relax myself from the agony.
When I didn't feel like I was dying anymore, I panicked and my eyes bounced around the floor between shuffling dress shoes and high heels, looking for the pass. I spotted it as it was kicked and skidded several feet. Not giving a shit about how ridiculous I looked, I scrambled on my hands and knees across the glossy tiles toward the card, snatching it quickly before it could completely disappear from sight.
I got back onto my feet and wasted no time in shooting toward the direction of the security checkpoints. It was packed with people in uniform, keeping a close eye on all the passengers taking off their shoes and scanning their shit. I spotted an employee door close by and nearly leapt for joy. I casually walked over to it, making sure nobody was watching as I unlocked the door with the access card. With one last scrutiny of the lobby, I opened the door just wide enough for me to slip through. I kept my head down as I fast-walked through the narrow, empty hallway. If some official person were to pass me right now, I'd be so screwed. But, luck seemed to be on my side for the first time in ever. I reached the door on the other side without a problem. I slipped out and officially conquered the security checkpoint obstacle.
After that nerve-wracking and not to mention illegal stunt, I made a mad dash toward gate fifty-three as I'd heard the lady at the desk say. It totally wasn't suspicious to sprint like a maniac through an airport. People probably thought I was late for my flight. My eyes glued to and pleaded with every clock I passed by. Less than five minutes left and I still had a huge stretch of airport to run through. Fuck me. I wasn't going to make it. I arrived at the gate, panting hard and shaking. From the huge windows, I could see his plane sitting outside. My stomach fluttered at the thought that my love was so close. It was true. I could feel him.
I tried to go through the doors of the tunnel that led into the plane, but a slender arm whipped out and blocked my path. I threw the flight attendant in my way a look of desperation.
"Sir, do you have your boarding pass?" She asked calmly.
Ignoring her question, I replied, "I really need to get on that plane."
"I can't let you on without your boarding pass."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "I just need to go on for a minute and then I'll come out!" I was on the verge of screaming.
"Not possible."
I let out a huge, exasperated huff of air. "Then can you get on and go get someone for me? I'm begging you."
"We're about to take off. I can't delay the flight by removing a passenger."
"Please, you won't be delaying anyone! He's not even going to want to stay on—"
"HEY!"
I whipped around to see the desk attendant and two guards staring right at me. Oh wonderful.
"That's definitely him," the desk attendant lady muttered. I threw her a glare.
One of the giant guards headed for me and I held out my palms, begging, "Wait, wait, wait."
"We're going to need you to come quietly," the beefy, dark guard said in the most chillingly deep voice.
This man was not to be messed around with. I felt like a tiny mouse next to him. I managed to realize that I was probably in huge trouble. I was about to just give in… give up… take my punishment in stride, but before I could even finish squeaking out an "okay," some old lady appeared out of nowhere, running as fast as her fragile body could carry her toward us.
"Don't leave without me!" the old woman yelled in a hoarse voice. She panted as she stopped in front of the attendant and flailed her boarding pass around. "Did I miss the airplane?"
I watched with my jaw dropped as the flight attendant smiled sickeningly sweetly at her and replied, "No, ma'am, right on time actually," and scanned the lady's boarding pass. "Enjoy your flight."
"Thank you, dearie," the old woman said as her eyes flickered over to my shocked expression. It was painful to watch how slowly she made her way to the doors.
I lost it.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I yelled.
"Sir, calm down. She has her boarding pass."
The old lady paused halfway to the doors and watched me flip out.
"Bullshit! In the time it's gonna take her to get on the goddamn plane, I'll be completely done and out of your hair. One minute is all I ask. It's not like I'll plant a fucking bomb in that time or something!"
The flight crew gasped. I felt the air knocked out of my lungs as I was tackled to the ground, getting a face full of shiny tile. I winced and nearly cried out as the ground smacked into the wound in my gut. I felt crushed by a huge weight on top of me. The guard held me down, hands behind my back.
"Someone get a hand-held scanner!"
I was confused for only a moment before I realized why this was happening.
Bomb.
I said bomb at an airport.
My god, Adam… Was I fucking insane?! I blew up any shot I had at getting to Sauli now.
"SAULI!" I screamed, hoping he could hear me.
"Dirt bag, shut up!" The meaty man on top of me drove his elbow into my spine. I cried out and flailed underneath him.
I ignored the fucker and peered up at the doors where the old lady was still standing and watching me nervously. "SAULI, PLEASE!"
An attendant muttered something to the old lady and she threw me one last worried look before disappearing behind the doors.
"Please, let me up!" I begged.
"One more word out of you, and I swear…" The guard shoved my face into the ground on the last word. My nose stung from the impact. "Will someone get the goddamn scanner already?!"
I squirmed underneath the guard for several minutes, refusing to give up. Out of my peripheral, I saw the worst thing imaginable through the window.
The plane was pulling out into the runway.
My heart plummeted into my stomach.
"GET OFF OF ME!" I shrieked.
"I've got the scanner!" I heard someone announce as footsteps hurriedly approached.
"Scan me! Fucking scan me right now!" I yelled.
I could finally inhale properly when the crushing weight was gone. I was jerked upright by the same meaty hand gripping my wrist tightly.
"Arms out," the guy with the metal detector said.
I did as he asked and fought the urge to roll my eyes and spit into their faces. Two guards were looming close by, just waiting for me to explode again. My blood was boiling and I was fuming, but I appeared calm and annoyed on the outside. One guard actually still had my wrist held tight in his sweaty hand. The idiot took his goddamn time raping me with the scanner. The whirring and innocent beeping stayed constant, however.
I looked out the window again and let out an inaudible squeak as I watched Sauli's plane slowly turn and get into position for take-off. No, no, NO.
"He's clean," the detector guy said. I could feel the disappointment roll off the guards. I was sure they wanted to beat me up. I ripped my wrist out of the guard's grasp more roughly than strictly necessary as an added fuck you.
Everything but the plane blurred away. My legs, as if on autopilot, pulled me to the window quickly. Someone else said something, but I wasn't sure of whom or what. I reached the window and slammed myself against it, staring out wide-eyed. I watched the plane move down the runway.
All breathing ceased. I couldn't force it out my throat.
I couldn't do anything now. I could only stand here and observe as my chance sped in the opposite direction. I started shaking as the plane went on full-force, shooting down the runway. My throat was tight enough for me to choke on it. I stared, totally helpless.
The moment the tires left the ground was the moment my heart shattered.
I watched blankly as the plane took off and started to climb fast. I refused to even blink. I knew this was the last glimpse of him I would ever have again. There were no options left. I was fixated as the plane taunted me, laughing in my face as it flew away. Completely numb, I kept my eyes on the plane for as long as I could, trying to engrave it into my memory as it swooped up high into the clouds.
But then… it was gone.
That's when it all hit me.
I let out a strangled yell and slammed my fist against the window. My legs wobbled violently and eventually failed to support me. I sank down onto my knees, resting my forehead against the glass. I tried to hold it all in and failed miserably.
I'd been so close.
All of that for nothing? No… I couldn't say that. I gained something here…
I felt a hand at my bicep tugging me up. I looked up at the security guard as I submitted and stood up shakily. His hard expression twitched into confusion for a slight moment when he saw how I looked. My skin probably resembled the aftermath of a blizzard.
"We should have you arrested," the guard spat. "You may have not been a national threat, but you did still pass through security without official authorization. I'm going to have to confiscate that card of yours."
I didn't say anything. I just didn't care. I took out Alex's card and handed it over to him without a fight. Hey, jail meant that I didn't have to make money or struggle to get by. They'd take care of me.
"But, this is your one and only warning. Consider yourself lucky. You look like you're just some stupid kid who has no clue how the system works, no offense. Step into this airport like that again and we will have you arrested."
I gaped at him. No jail? Fuck. I was kind of hoping for that.
"I'm sorry…" I gestured to the window, "I just—"
"I don't need an explanation. You need to leave, now." What's with people and interrupting my sentences?
The guard's grip on my arm tightened as he dragged me through the airport. It was mortifying. Everyone stared at me. The sight of some teenager being escorted out by a guy in uniform would be interesting to any bystander, including me. Whispers floated around my head and gazes kept locking with mine. I had to squeeze my eyes shut and walk blindly with only the guard's grip guiding me.
I felt a whoosh as I heard a door open and my sweaty, overworked skin was greeted by fresh air. My eyes flew open when I felt the ground disappear from under my feet as the guard literally shoved me out the door. I slammed into the concrete pavement on my hands and knees. Stinging pain jolted through my scraped palms. I angrily whipped my head around to yell at the guard because what the fuck? But he was already gone.
I patted myself off as I stood up, wincing as I straightened up. I looked around… What now? I couldn't go after Sauli. How in the fuck was I supposed to get to Finland? I didn't have money. I didn't even have a passport. There was just no way. I felt like throwing up. He slipped right through my fingers again, but this time, he was really gone.
But he—
A loud honk startled me. I looked up in time to see a shiny convertible block my view as Alex pulled up in front of me. I stared blankly at the tires until another two impatient honks jolted me out of my thoughts. Without controlling it, a smile slowly spread across my face as I approached the door. I wrapped my fingers around the handle, took a breath, and then completely relaxed. I flung the door open and hopped into the car. I could feel Alex's gaze on me as I closed the door and let out a deep, content sigh, still smiling. My eyes were starting to sting. A minute of silence passed. I could tell Alex was waiting for me to say something.
"Adam?" I heard him say.
My head whipped toward him and before he could continue, I blurted, "Thank you."
The look on Alex's face was hilarious. He looked so confused and creeped out. He muttered, "Um… what the fuck? What happened? Where's Sauli?"
I could feel tears started to pour shamelessly down my cheeks, but my smile didn't fade in the slightest. "He's gone. The plane left."
"Are you crazy? Then why the hell are you smiling and crying and thanking me?!" Alex looked baffled and just a bit angry at my reaction.
I shook my head at him and sniffled, beaming just a bit brighter.
"Because…" I said, "He's alive."
The tears wouldn't stop, but I didn't mind. I didn't even care that Alex was watching. I couldn't wipe my grin off my face either. My face was starting to hurt.
My love was alive. I could've and probably would've spent the rest of my life thinking Sauli was dead if it weren't for Alex. I would've had to live with the guilt and pain of it all, trying to force it down my throat and move on from the loss. But now, I knew for sure he was okay. He survived. He was a miracle. It was impossible and unreal, but he was really, truly alive and healthy. And knowing that was more than enough for me to carry on happily.
"You're really weird, Lambert, you know that?" Alex muttered, still looking confused as he pulled the car out of park.
I laughed once, making a shocked Alex jump in his seat, which only made me crack up again.
"I know," I said, looking out the window, still smiling. At least the tears finally stopped.
And because of Sauli, I could finally accept it. I was weird. I was strange. I was a complete freak of nature… and that was perfectly fine. I guess I had to learn this the hard way, but at least now I knew it before it was too late. I could embrace who I was. Why lie to people? Why hide? It already felt so much easier to just relax and let go. I felt lighter, giddier.
"By the way, I did get caught." Alex looked over at me worriedly. "And they took your uncle's card."
Alex sighed. "That's okay, he can deal with that."
I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand and nestled further into the overly-comfortable seat. Glancing out the dirty window, I noticed we were back on the highway. Of course, the traffic had completely cleared.
Alex asked, "So… what now?"
"Can you take me to school?" I asked after a beat. "I need to try to get them to take me back."
"Seriously?" Alex's eyes flickered over at me before refocusing on the road. "Aren't you going to try to go after him?"
I thought about that for a long moment.
"Never," was all I replied.
Alex's eyebrows rose in my peripheral. I turned my head more to get a good look at him. I could see his scar clearly like this. I hated myself for doing that to him now. I needed to learn how to keep this monster inside concealed. This dark side needed to be controlled. I couldn't hurt any more people. But, Alex looked like he was about to hurt me from that reply.
Before he could assume too much, I said, "You know, they say if you love something, set it free… If it comes back, it's yours. If it doesn't… then it was never yours…"
Alex nodded along slowly as he kept his gaze on the road ahead, obviously having no clue what I was talking about.
It was true though. I didn't think I would go after Sauli even if I could anyway. These few minutes in this car had made me realize a few things. I had to let Sauli go, but this time, in a completely different way. Sauli finally got another chance at a normal life, and I wasn't about to go barreling through his new existence with my problems.
Maybe one day, our paths would cross again, though I strongly doubted that. If that happened, I would gladly take my love back with open arms… if he hadn't already found another person. It was completely up to him, but time was a beautiful thing…
Sure, right now, Sauli was probably heartbroken. He thought I was dead. I knew how much it had completely destroyed everything in me when I'd thought he was gone forever. But, Sauli was stronger than I ever was. He could hold on… unlike me, who tried to kill himself. Eventually, Sauli would move on… Time would consume him, memories would fade…
And as much as it hurt and devastated me to think about… he would fall in love again. He would heal and mend. He would forget me in years to come…
I already knew I would never fall in love again. Not like this. This changed every fiber of me. I owed my life and revelations to this man. But Sauli, he owed me nothing. I hadn't done anything but made his life a living hell. He almost died because of me. By some miracle, his life had been spared during that coma and he got a chance to escape me. I was glad he did.
Because I loved him unconditionally more than my own life, I would let him go. If he ever came back willingly, then I would stay by his side until he didn't need me anymore. If I never saw him again… well, at least I'd know he'd moved on and was okay. I'd know that he wasn't rightfully mine to begin with. He deserved more. He deserved better. I accepted that. I just wanted him to be happy... with or without me.
"Dude, didn't you hear me?"
I blinked several times and looked over at Alex. "Huh?" I said.
He raised an eyebrow at me. "We're here…?" He gestured out the window.
I looked out the glass. Oh. He was right. We were in the school parking lot already? Time passed quickly… Geez, my thoughts were a mess.
Another long silence passed. Neither of us made any move to get out of the car. At least the awkwardness ceased. After a while, I heard Alex sigh.
"Look, man, I'm sorry about Sauli…"
I smiled sadly, staring straight ahead. "No, without you, I would've never known… You've changed everything now. I mean, knowing he's okay makes this so much easier for me. I'll be fine. Thank you… again."
"Whatever you say..." Alex still looked creeped out. A minute passed and he mumbled, "See you around school then?"
"Hopefully," I nodded. Hopefully…? What the fuck, Adam? Since when were you two glad to see each other?
"Yeah, okay. I guess this means things go back to normal?" he asked.
I smirked, knowing what he was referring to. "I guess so."
"Well then, see you later… faggot," he teased.
His words held no venom. And hey, I owned that term now. I knew our childish fighting was over.
I rolled my eyes and smiled at Alex as I opened the door. "Goodbye, asshole."
Alex chuckled as I climbed out of the car. I peered in at him as I held the door open. "By the way, I'm still reporting you for kidnapping me." I slammed the door dramatically to prove my point. I could hear Alex laughing.
I just playfully glared at the car as Alex pulled out. He gave me the finger out his window as he drove away. I shook my head and huffed. When he was finally out of sight, I sighed and turned toward the school, staring determinedly at my future.
The fun and games were over. Now, I meant business. I started walking up the path to the entrance doors. The first step toward a new start was right here…
I wasn't going to waste what Sauli'd given me for even a second. I was set on making something out of myself.
I could just break down and cry for days over losing Sauli, but I'd already done that and knew it wouldn't do anything for me. Going into depression wasn't going to bring him back. I loved him fiercely and always would. I knew my feelings for him would stay the same in years to come. I had to try to deal with that because I knew couldn't have him. He wasn't mine to keep.
As long as he wasn't dead, Sauli would never really leave me. His vitality and life were in every breath I took. The beautiful memories of him would never wash out. He lit up a permanent path for me that still beamed brightly like him. He gave me back my forgotten dreams and awakened me. He showed me that I was my own reason to live, not anyone else. He was engraved into my mind and a true part of me. Something like this couldn't ever wither away.
Sauli was a free spirit that shouldn't be caged. He was everything I could've ever wanted and more. His smile and glow were my strength. His stubbornness and determination were my courage. He was my guardian angel and my savior. He was my state of bliss and my safe haven. He was my escape when there was none. He was the reason for my newfound happiness.
He was my Nirvana.
~~~AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Who's cried? I actually did. Funny since I've never teared up at any of these chapters, yet they made people bawl their eyes out (their words, not mine).
Epilogue, anyone? ONE MORE CHAPTER coming right up.
Everyone's gonna hate me for this...~~~
