Hey! This is the last part, it's just a short, sad little fic. Charity is the dumbest snot in this story. Usually I picture her as smart but evil, or something. But not this time. She's a whiny brat and I can't stand her. This is a result from the Charguel soon-to-be marriage. Ewwww…..
Anyways, this might not be as good as the last chapter, but please reply and tell me what you think!
Kay trudged down the stairs. The whole gang was sharing a limo. Jessica, Reese, Miguel and Charity were already there.
And Charity was wearing her dress. Her and Miguel's dress. Tears welled up in her eyes. She willed them not to fall, but it was too late.
" Kay? What's wrong?" Miguel asked.
Kay suddenly forgot about her tears as hot anger flashed through her eyes.
She stalked over to Charity and started tearing her dress apart.
" Ahhhh!! Miguel, save me!" Charity screeched.
" Kay, what do you think you're doing?" Miguel yelled.
" You promised me, Miguel! You broke your promise!" Kay screamed.
Grace, in an outrage, ran over to Charity's rescue. She slapped Kay's cheek, resulting in a loud smack.
Everyone and everything fell silent.
Grace spoke up. " Kay! How could you do something so horrible to poor Charity? She's never been anything but kind to you. Just because you're jealous…"
" This was supposed to be my dress. I picked it out 3 years ago! It was too expensive for me, but nothing's ever too expensive for Charity, is it?" Kay cried, tears welling up in her eyes again.
" Charity deserves this dress." Grace said defensively. " I can't believe you, Kay. I'm ashamed to call you my daughter."
Kay paused for a moment, and still weeping, she ran out the door.
" Mom! How could you say something so horrible to Kay?" Jessica demanded. She and her sister never really got along that well, but Jessica knew how much Kay treasured that dress. She couldn't believe her mother ha been so insensitive.
" Jessica, Kay is just jealous that Charity has been getting to much attention lately." Grace explained, comforting Charity in her ripped dress.
" Yeah? So what! To tell you the truth, so have I! You don't care about me or Kay anymore! It's always Charity this, Charity that! Did you forget that me and Kay are your daughters?" Jessica said, her calm voice rose to a high pitched cry.
Jessica turned to Miguel. "And you. I can't believe that you are so stupid! Don't you remember your promise to Kay? That week that you guy's went to Angelique's, she talked about nothing but going to the Prom with you! And not only did you not go with her, you took Charity to buy the dress that KAY picked out!"
Realizing she was going to burst into tears if she continued this much longer, Jessica reached out and grabbed Reese's hand, and pulled him out the door.
" Aunt Grace, it's horrible." Charity sobbed. " My night is ruined. Now I don't have a dress, and everyone hates me."
Grace patted Charity's back. " Don't worry sweetie, everything's going to be all right."
" But what am I going to wear?" Charity asked, through tears.
" Well, do you remember Kay's snow-daze dress? That was pretty formal, and I know that it's in her closet. Why don't you gotry that on?" Grace suggested.
" Yeah, Charity. Don't worry. I'll come with you." Miguel said, reaching out for her hand.
Charity found the dress, and it wasn't half bad. It wasn't as formal as she'd hope, but it would do. It was a light purple spagetti strapped dress that was floor length. It wasn't poofy, but flared out slightly at the bottom. After taking an extra 15 minutes to re-do her makeup, she was all set.
She took a deep breath, and headed out to the Prom, Miguel at her side.
Kay walked into the Prom. She wasn't going to let this whole episode ruin her evening. It couldn't possibly get much worse, could it?
After about 2 hours, she was feeling much better. She was dancing with Jake Montgomery, the captain of the basketball team.
Suddenly, Miguel's angry face popped into her vision. " Kay! Aren't you going to apologize for what you did to Charity? She's still stressed out because of you! You are a horrible person, and I can't believe that I actually used to consider you my best friend. I hate you, Kay Bennett."
Without a word, Kay turned around and ran. She had to get away from Miguel. Normally, she would have the energy to knock his lights out or at least make a sarcastic little comeback, but tonight had been too much for her. She walked into the bathroom, praying it was empty.
Charity checked her hair and makeup in the bathroom mirror. She'd been at the Prom for about and hour and a half, and she was having an okay time. It would have been better if she had her dress, but there was no way that was going to happen.
At that moment, none other than Kay Bennett walked into the bathroom, looking upset, but still stunningly gorgeous.
" Well look who it is." Charity spat. This girl ruined her Prom, and she was not going to get away with it.
" Get a life, Charity. I don't have the energy to deal with your damsel-in-distress act." Kay replied, rolling her eyes.
" Am I supposed to care?" Charity asked.
" Oh. That was a mighty good comeback. Right up there with I am rubber, you are glue… is that my dress?" Kay asked, the familiar anger flashing in her eyes.
" Yes. Aunt Grace told me to wear it after you killed my dress." Charity said, twirling around in her dress.
That did it. Kay slugged Charity's pathetic little face and walked out of the bathroom.
" Omigod! You heartless bitch!" Charity shrieked as Kay walked out.
Kay had had just about enough. She was just about to leave as she heard Principal Russell on the picrophone. " I'd like to announce the Prom Royalty for 2001!"
A loud chain of wheers and whistles erupted from the students.
" For Prom King, this person won by a lanslide of 500 votes—Miguel Lopez-Fitzgerald!"
" And for Prom Queen, a much more exciting race was held. The winner won by only 12 votes! And that person is—Kay Bennett!!"
Kay's voice got caught in her throat. Wow. This was amazing. She hadn't even expected to win. She felt someone place a tiara on top of her head. She was starting to smile when she caught sight of Miguel's face.
He was anything but happy. He was argueing with Principal Russell about something. Kay moved closer, and she caught some of the conversation.
" Not going to dance with her!"
" It was a very accurate cound, Miguel."
" She cheated, I know she did!"
" I hate her!"
For the millionth time that night, Kay felt like she was going to burst into tears. But she didn't have any left. So she ran.
Miguel caught sight of a very upset Kay running out of the Prom. He was very angry with her, but now the guilt was starting to seep in.
" I guess I shouldn't have been so harsh on her." He muttered, " I did break my promise with her."
So he ran after Kay.
Kay ran until she couldn't run anymore. When she stopped, she realized that she was at Miller's Cliff. She was overcome with emotion as horrible voices started to drown her mind.
" I'm ashamed to call you my daughter."
" Your just jealous of Charity."
" Save me, Miguel!"
" You're a horrible person."
" I can't believe I used to consider you my best friend."
" You heartless bitch."
" She cheated, I know she did!"
" I hate you."
The last one echoed in her mind. It wouldn't stop. She had to make it stop. She glanced at the cliff.
It was her only choice. Death seemed so final, but she had to do it. For Grace, for Charity. For Miguel. The world would be a better place without her anyways.
She carefully took the tiara off her head and placed it on the edge of the cliff.
Taking a deep breath, she jumped off.
Miguel ran as fast as he could. He didn't even know where he was running. He scanned the scene with his eyes. And then he saw it.
" No!!!!!!!! Kay, don't!!" he screamed out.
But it was too late. She'd already jumped.
Sob, sob. I actually slipped a few tears when I was writing this! I told you it was going to be sad!
