"Do you want me to hurt you?"
Fear made her lips tremble as he held her gaze. The hand in her hair tightened painfully but she refused to wince. His whispered threat excited her though she knew that was the wrong thing to feel. The question was not said in jest nor was it meant to be seductive.
"Let go." She demanded and took hold of the hand in her hair.
This wasn't a new occurrence, but his bouts of physical anger were infrequent enough that when it happened, she was still always shocked by it. Her handsome princely husband had a mean streak, and nobody knew it but her. To the outside world he was the perfect gentleman who also happened to be rich and successful and unbelievably handsome. If only her envious friends could see him throw her to the floor.
Kyouko's hands came up to cover her head as she was flung to the carpeted floor. Ren felt himself freeze and sighed as the director called cut.
"Tsuruga-san your face." Director Anna shouted annoyed that he once again needed to reprimand Japan's top actor.
Especially considering that said actor had demanded the role after they had already decided to cast Fuwa Shou. Thankfully, they hadn't informed Shou that he had gotten the role of Satoshi before Yashiro-san had called. No one was going to turn down Tsuruga Ren when his manager called and offered to take a pay cut for a supporting role. Now however director Anna wished he had cast Shou in the role. Even though in his audition the musician had seemed a little too eager to abuse Kyouko and the director worried it wasn't all an act between the two.
"I'm sorry." Ren bowed to the director who waved him off.
"Back in position we'll start from you throwing her down. Keep the intensity you had when pulling her hair until the end of the scene." Anna said not even looking at the actors on stage.
"I'm sorry." Ren whispered as he held Kyouko back onto the couch and took her dark hair in his hand again.
"I'm ok." Kyouko reassured before stressing his name. "Tsuruga-senpai."
He took the small hint and gripped her hair firmly. She would be disappointed in him if he couldn't deliver a heart-breaking performance and he could never let her down. Breathing in deeply he channeled Satoshi, a businessman with a much younger wife and control issues. He was domineering which didn't suite the headstrong free spirited Sayuri. It didn't help that she was gorgeous and a flirt, and that Satoshi had a lot of jealousy.
"Ready, start!" Anna called out and the set quieted as Satoshi threw Sayuri down with a look of disgust on his face.
"You want me to let you go?" he asked. She flinched feeling his toe nudge her side. "Where would you go exactly? Huh Sayuri?" With his foot he gave her a shove, so she was forced onto her back. "Will you run to Kenji-san? Darling Kenji-san will just welcome you with open arms and rescue you from your big bad husband."
His knees fell to the floor on either side of her waist and his hands caught her wrists. She looked up at him with pleading eyes. She had learned a long time ago that the best way to get him to calm down was to appeal to his love for her. If she acted meek and vulnerable, he would soften and instead of hitting her he might kiss her.
"Please Sa-chan." She used her pet name for him and hid any resentment she held for him deep within her where he couldn't see. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to flirt with Kenji-san. He means nothing to me. There's no way I would leave you for anyone let alone that short pathetic man who hasn't had a promotion in years." Insulting whomever Satoshi was jealous of was also a great way to convince him to be nice to her again.
"He is rather short, isn't he?" Satoshi asked suddenly releasing her wrists.
"Tiny," Sayuri agreed and added, "It must be embarrassing to be a man and so short. Then to have some one of your stature at the Christmas party. I mean it really is unfair how handsome and well built my Sa-chan is." When in doubt it was always best to compliment Satoshi. Then all thoughts of other men would leave his mind and he would get over his jealousy quicker.
"Oh, Sayuri what am I going to do with you? You're so beautiful that everyone wants you even that ugly frog of a coworker of yours." He said as his hand gripped her face and dragged her up for a kiss. It was harsh and punishing but Sayuri got a sick thrill from it.
"You're mine." He said against her mouth.
"I'm yours." She responded automatically and laid a tender kiss to his lips pleading for his anger to leave.
"Cut!" Director Anna shouted already getting up from his seat and going to watch the playback.
Ren smoothed a hand down the side of Kyouko's face silently asking if she was alright. She gave him a professional smile and gently pushed his hand away.
"Senpai, your girlfriend is visiting today." She reminded him of Kana who was sitting in Ren's chair beside Yashiro-san.
Kana wasn't the real problem; she didn't care what they did. There were however other people in the room who could not be trusted. One such person had been glaring at them since filming had started at nine in the morning. His cold eyes followed their every move and zeroed in on the slightest touch. Ren caught Shou's gaze and sneered at the jealous musician. Part of him wanted to tell Fuwa all about their secret relationship. He wanted to rub it in the brat's face that he had won. The idea of bragging made him feel a little guilty for treating Kyouko like an object to be owned. Just like Satoshi treated Sayuri.
"Good!" Director Anna called out and Ren immediately jumped to his feet no longer needing to hold his position looming over Kyouko. "Let's prep for the next scene. Kyouko come here."
Kyouko obediently rushed to the director's side and he checked the back of her head asking if she felt alright. She gave him a nod a little peeved that he kept worrying over her. He was ruthless while they filmed and forced them to redo the scene until he was happy but once he was satisfied, he fretted over her just like Ren. A cold pack was pressed to her head and her face was forced up. Yashiro-san was quite possibly the worst of the three. He never asked if she was ok, he simply administered remedies and hovered like a mama bear.
"I set out your lunches. You should both eat now while the next set is being prepped." Yashiro said leading both of his charges over to their chairs.
Kana didn't move from her spot and Ren gave her a smile which to everyone on set appeared loving. Only the four of them could tell he hated every second of leaning down to kiss her cheek.
"Are you alright Kyouko-chan?" Kana asked with a knowing smile as Kyouko rolled her eyes.
"I am perfectly fine." Kyouko said pushing the ice pack and Yashiro's hand away. "I am hungry though. Thank you, Yashiro-san."
"Good, and you Ren-kun, how are you feeling?" Kana asked knowing how much Ren hated his role.
At first it had been puzzling to her that he would demand the role and go as far as taking the pay cut to get it, but she was starting to get it that Tsuruga Ren hated Fuwa Shou. Hate was a massive understatement of the animosity that Ren emitted whenever Fuwa got near Kyouko or himself Kana was genuinely amazed by the singer's stupidity. He was always producing one reason or another to harass Kyouko and Ren always wore a creepy scary face when he caught Fuwa pestering the girl. It was a face that Kana shivered to see, and she noticed that Kyouko did as well though she suspected Kyouko's shudder wasn't one of fear. Not with the way the younger woman bit her lip and looked at him like she was ready to eat him or to be eaten by him. Kana covered her blush with a cough as she stood up and allowed Ren to take his seat.
"I should get going. Dinner Friday night?" she asked Kyouko who nodded enthusiastically.
As a part of their charade Kana had begun to publicly treat Kyouko, Kanae, and Chiori like little sisters. No one thought it was weird for an older actress to take an interest in three rising stars. The fans had decided that Kana had asked Yashiro to take Kyouko as his charge to protect her. As Ren's girlfriend she could demand things like that, and the media and their fans praised her for being an attentive big sister.
"Good Ren-kun and I will pick you up around six from TBM." She said loud and clear for crew members and background actors to hear.
In truth Ren would be the only one in the car and he would take Kyouko to his place for dinner. Kana would be lying if she said she wasn't curious about what the number one most wanted man got up to with his demure girlfriend in private. Kyouko never told her much but the way she stammered and blushed Kana thought that not much could have happened between them yet.
"Bye honey." Kana said in a sickly-sweet voice as she turned to kiss Ren on the cheek. "She's ok." She whispered reassuringly before taking her leave.
Ren watched Kyouko eat assessing her for damage. He knew she would never admit it if he had hurt her. Maybe later he would tell her how unprofessional it was to hide her pain and that a minor injury could grow into a major one if left untreated. She wouldn't want to hold up production because she was injured.
"Tsuruga-san you're not eating. Didn't Kana-san make you a good lunch?" Kyouko asked with worry written all over her face.
She had been in a rush when she packed their lunches in the morning what if she had made something wrong. The thought caused her to scrunch her face up in disgust and glance at Shou who was eating a store-bought bento and complaining. Ren would never act like such a brat, she thought turning back to find her boyfriend gazing at her with his heavenly smile.
"Don't be silly Mogami-san, my girlfriend always makes the best food." He said too smoothly.
"Ren, your face." Yashiro-san chided eyeing several crew members who had stopped moving set pieces to stare at Ren and blush.
"Tsuruga-san is such a bully." Kyouko said and hid her red face in her hands.
Feigning hurt Ren asked, "How am I a bully? It was a compliment to my gorgeous girlfriend."
"It's probably because she knows that compared to Kana-san Kyouko is an ugly toad of a little girl." A derisive voice interrupted their mood.
Shou stopped in front of them and reached out to touch Kyouko's black hair. A strong hand caught Shou's wrist, squeezed it in warning then shoved it away. Shou sneered at Yashiro who had placed himself in front of Kyouko.
"You've been warned before Fuwa-san. Do no touch my charge." Yashiro said in his most professional tone.
"Whatever, I can't even come over to say hi to my friend?" Shou asked eliciting a snort from Kyouko.
"What do you want Shoutaro? I wish you'd go on another tour already." Kyouko said but there wasn't the same amount of hatred that she'd once had.
Shou lowered himself the slightest bit, not quite putting himself on her level to speak. "My mom mentioned that you moved. She wants your new address."
"Alright I'll call her tonight and give it to her." She replied dismissively.
"I'm about to call her now. Can't you just tell me, and I'll relay the message?" Shou persisted.
"No." She replied at the same time as Yashiro and Ren. Shou glared at the two older men willing them to disappear.
"Kyouko-chan was moved to a secure building owned by LME specifically so people like you couldn't harass her." Yashiro explained. "Very few people are allowed to know her address."
"Tch!" Shou expressed his disgust and grimaced at Ren. "I suppose he knows exactly where his darling kohai lives."
"Yes, Tsuruga-san, and Kana-san visit me and my roommates often. It's hardly any of your business though." Kyouko said.
"I disagree it is very much my business where my childhood friend lives and who she has over. My family is responsible for you." Shou said and Kyouko couldn't tell if his concerned tone was sincere or not.
"LME is responsible for Mogami-san." Ren interrupted before Kyouko could counter with whatever she was about to say. He didn't want to listen to them bicker any longer. It was weird to be jealous of the way she clenched her fist. He knew that he shouldn't be annoyed with Fuwa for being nice, well nice for Shou, for a change. Kyouko was perfectly free to be friends with whomever she chose, even if Fuwa was an asshole in Kuon's eyes.
"Kyouko-chan, Tsuruga-kun are you ready for the next scene?" Director Anna asked casually as though there was no tension between his actors.
"I am." Kyouko said jumping up. "Tsuruga-san needs to eat three more bites."
Her comment drew an openly mocking laugh from Shou. Ren ignored him and shoveled three large bites into his mouth and swallowed quickly. He handed his bento to Yashiro, took a long drag of his water and followed Kyouko and director Anna to the stage.
Three hours later Ren was exhausted. He inhaled a deep breath as he stared down at the woman he loved and tried to make himself angry. Director Anna was watching the footage over and all Ren could hear was Kyouko's pleas for him to stop. A makeup artist was fussing over her applying the beginning stages of a bruise to her cheek and upper jaw. Ren couldn't take his eyes off the once flawless skin turning red with a few swipes of the expert's brush. They weren't allowed to move out of position so he couldn't go over to check on Kyouko. Not that he could do a thorough inspection in front of everyone.
"Good. Good." Director Anna said as he watched the playback. "Nice throw Tsuruga-kun. This is all incredibly good except your face again. There's something in the eyes, they're too soft."
The director cocked his head at Ren studying his face. "Or maybe that little hint of kindness is good." His eyes lit up. "Tsuruga-kun you're a genius! Of course, your handsome monster is still human after all. He does feel bad about hurting his wife. It isn't enough though is it? He'll still hurt her even with love in his heart."
"She's ready director." The makeup artist said before rushing off the stage.
"Ready?" Anna asked Ren as he motioning to the cameramen to start. "Go."
"Satoshi, Kenji-san is expecting me." Sayuri said drawing his eyes to hers. At the mention of her coworker and childhood friend, Satoshi saw red and sauntered over to her. Gently he pulled her to her feet giving her hope that his anger had passed.
"Kenji is waiting?" he asked while fixing her clothes. "You'll have to put on makeup before going out." His hand caressed the bruise forming on her skin and remorse flashed through his eyes.
Sayuri did her best not to flinch away from his touch but her body reacted on its own. Her face moved the slightest bit away from his hand and she drew in a sharp breath. The motion was enough to irk Satoshi and he gripped her chin.
"Ow." She gave an involuntary cry as his large fingers pressed into the tender abused flesh.
"Does that hurt Sayuri?" He asked losing all his previous remorse. "Am I hurting you as much as you hurt me?"
"Sa-chan please stop." Sayuri said tears spilling down her cheeks.
"No." Satoshi growled tightening his grip slightly causing her to wince.
"Cut! Tsuruga-san what is that?" Director Anna barked referring to the panic written all over Ren's face.
"Sorry." Ren said to the director even as his eyes scanned over the face, he held gently in front of himself.
"Tch. I thought he was supposed to be the best." Shoutaro griped from the sidelines.
"It would take an incredibly heartless loser to not worry that he had actually hurt his co-star." Chiori chimed in without looking up from her script. "This isn't a fight scene in an action movie; It's a domestic scene between two people who are supposed to be in love. Anyone would be apprehensive about being the aggressor in a scene like this."
"Whatever." Shou sneered. He slumped back in his chair sulking as he watched Kyouko and Ren restart the scene. "He's just treating her like a child. A real actor should be able to trust his costars ability, not fret over her like a porcelain doll." Shou ridiculed loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Satoshi." Kyouko chided quickly to keep Ren's attention on her and the scene.
Yashiro-san rolled his eyes at the arrogant musician turned actor. He was only trying to get a rise out of Yashiro's charges and the older man knew that wasn't going to happen. Not yet at least and not ever if he had any say in it. If he had his way, they would be married soon. Even Ren's fans were starting to notice their obvious bond despite Kana-san being his official girlfriend publicly.
Tsuruga-sama is obviously so much happier when he's with Kyouko-chan. Yashiro read with a gleeful smirk. It was his job to control their image and part of that was scouring through the message boards of various fan sites. Just look at this image of them talking, he is so into her it's killing me. Another fan wrote to Yashiro's delight. More and more of his kindred spirits were popping up every day.
Ugh, I'm sick of people pushing this narrative. She's so plain and boring. Why would anyone choose her over Kana-san? Another fan wrote and Yashiro had to take a deep breath before he typed a brutal reply.
How dare someone refer to Kyouko as plain or boring? A quick search through his phone's gallery brought up the perfect picture of Kyouko. It was a promo for their current drama which had already been circulating. Kyouko had her shoulder length black hair curled and her make up was sweet yet sultry.
How could you call someone who looks like this plain and boring? He typed out and posted the picture. It received instant likes and people jumped on to defend her looks and brought up her acting skills. Satisfied he looked up from his phone to catch Fuwa gritting his teeth as he stared down at his phone.
"Good." Director Anna called out and Ren immediately removed himself from Kyouko who stretched out her arms and flexed her wrists. "Take five while we prep for the next scene."
"Yes." Kyouko answered though her eyes were fixed on Ren. He was staring at his hands like they were filthy, and he had no idea how to get them clean. "Tsuruga-san, can we go discuss the next scene in your room?" she asked walking past him without waiting for an answer.
"Where are you two going?" Shou asked ready to follow them as they ran off together.
"That's hardly any of your business Shou-chan." Yashiro said clapping Shou on the back in a friendly manner.
"They always sneak off together." Murasame said recalling their days on Tragic Marker. He set down his bag and got out his script. "I mean they're friends, right? They probably just need to decompress after that intense scene." He added when he remembered that Cain Heels identity had been revealed but nobody outside of the cast knew who Setsuka Heel was.
Some fans had speculated that it was Kana-san but side by side photo comparison had debunked that theory. Murasame couldn't blame people for not connecting the dots to Kyouko. It had been a shock at the cast party when Tsuruga Ren turned out to be Heel all along. Who would think that the sweet and innocent seeming Kyouko had a sexy sultry side inside of her? Disappointed that they did in fact seem to have a really close relationship Murasame was choosing to keep his distance from her. There was no point in complicating that love triangle any further. Still, it was unfair of Ren to have a sexy older girlfriend like Kana and a cute younger girlfriend like Kyouko. Murasame wondered which one Ren preferred though he thought he knew the answer.
"Poor Kana-san." He said shaking his head.
"Tch." Shou scoffed pulling his phone back out. "A sexy woman like Kana is wasted on that small headed lift wearing hack." He sat for a moment in contemplation then suddenly he jumped up and asked. "What the hell do you mean, they always sneak off together!"
In their waiting room, Kyouko kissed Kuon on the head he had buried in his hands. He refused to look at her, but she wasn't having it. She took his hands and placed them on her hips then she lifted his head and stared into false brown eyes. She used to love the brown but now the contacts drove her mad with the way they hid the gorgeous green underneath.
"I love you." she said leaning in to press her forehead to his. "You didn't hurt me. Not even a little."
Releasing a sigh, he sat back and pulled her down to his lap. "I love you too." He said but didn't acknowledge her other statement.
"How do I make you feel better? Tell me what to do." Kyouko said resting her head on his chest.
"Just sit with me like this for a minute. I just need to know that you're safe right now." Kuon replied cradling her head and pressing his face to her hair.
He didn't know how to tell her that being Satoshi scared him because of how similar they were. Reading the script had been like staring into a mirror except Kuon wanted to believe he was incapable of doing any of those things. Yet he had to do all of them. He had to act on his possessive need to monopolize her. He had to let his jealousy show and release his hold on his rage. Instead of smashing Fuwa's face in like he wanted to however he was holding Kyouko down and forcing her to submit.
"I'm so lucky to be loved by you." Kyouko said sensing his insecurities. "You are always gentle and patient with me. Satoshi and you couldn't be more opposite if you tried." She planted a kiss on his neck.
Kissing her head, he let go of his tension and hugged her closer. "I'm the lucky one. My princess is so scary talented that she fooled me back there. I was scared through the whole scene."
"Kuon, you are not him and I am not her." Kyouko said hugging him back.
Shou stood outside of their room glaring at their names on the door. What the hell was production thinking giving them the same room? Kyouko was only eighteen and Tsuruga was supposed to be dating Kana. What was going on in there? He pressed his ear to the door and jiggled the doorknob. It was locked.
Clenching his teeth he pounded his fist against the door and called out. "What happened? Kyouko did he hurt you?" It was easier to get her to open the door if he acted like a concerned friend.
"I'm fine." There was a little panic in her voice which Shou liked to think was because he made her nervous. She might have a crush on Tsuruga but at the end of the day Shou believed he was still her one and only prince.
"Then come back to set stupid; we have another scene to film. What are you and Tsuruga doing in there anyway? The door is locked." Shou said trying the knob again.
There was some rustling on the other side, and someone whispered something. Shou also thought he heard another door shut but he couldn't be certain. He waited to the count of ten then prepared to bang on the door again. His hand connected with empty air and he nearly fell on top of Kyouko who was now standing in the open doorway.
"I'm not doing anything that is any of your business in here, Fuwa. Tsuruga-san isn't here either, so I don't know what you're trying to imply, but he has a girlfriend." Kyouko said putting emphases on san and girlfriend, one to remind Shou of his manners the other to remind Shou of Kana.
"I am aware that Tsuruga is dating Kana-san. How he got someone as sexy as her is beyond comprehension." Shou said smiling at her sneer when he left off the honorific for her beloved senpai. "Why he would choose to spend time with a flat chested nobody like you over her is also baffling to me."
"He doesn't." Kyouko said hoping her voice didn't sound too worried. There was no way Shou could know that Kuon was in the bathroom. There was even less of a chance that he knew just how much more time Kuon spent with her than with Kana.
"Really? I heard he went with the two of you to her cast party and spent the entire evening dancing with you while she was suspiciously missing for much of it." He countered having read multiple fan theories about the subject.
"She was busy with the cast and crew of her movie. I was only there because Kana-san happens to be a genuinely nice person and my friend. Tsuruga-sama went as her date not mine." She said growing impatient with him. He would believe tabloids and listen to gossip. Just because the gossip happened to be true didn't mean she was going to be any less annoyed with him for believing it. "I thought you came to take me back to set anyway. Why are we still standing here talking?" She asked wanting to be done with the conversation.
Shou stared at her for a moment trying to read her thoughts. There was a time when he could tell what she was thinking just by looking into her eyes. He'd never admit it, but he prided himself on knowing her best. Now her eyes were cold; guarded. Now she sometimes reminded him so much of Tsuruga it was scary.
"I have to call mom later. She wants to do a video call and I'm supposed to invite you. Six o'cock? I can buy you dinner." Shou said. Not thinking for a second that she would refuse he started to walk back to set.
Kyouko scrunched her face in annoyance and caught up to him. "I can't tonight." She said stopping him. "I have plans."
"What plans?" Shou asked. It was his turn to be annoyed. "Blow them off. The woman who raised you wants to see you."
Cocking a brow at him she said, "Right because you always obey her and jump at every chance to see her. Who had to drag whom to dinner with her last month?"
"Whatever, do what you want." Shou grumbled pushing her aside and continuing down the hall. "I'll be sure to tell her you have more important things to do than spend time with her."
Technically she could make the video call since they were scheduled to wrap up filming her scenes for the day at five thirty. Kuon would be done at four though and Kyouko had no desire to hang around waiting for Shou to go on break. Not when she could be at home preparing dinner and the next day's lunch. There were also some offers she needed to read through, and she had to call and check up on Kanae.
At a quarter to six Kyouko watched Shou perform his scene with Chiori. He wasn't half bad when she watched him objectively. He listened to director Anna and though he mixed up some of his lines the dialogue still flowed nicely. Still Anna called cut and had them start over and Shou's lips twitched in annoyance. She smiled at how childish he still was.
"Ready to go?" Yashiro asked. Feeling like an ungrateful child Kyouko nodded and followed him out to his car.
After finishing the scene Shou jumped off the stage and rushed to his room. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that his Kyouko would be waiting in there with that scowl on her face. She would berate him for taking so long and they could bicker like old times. He heard Anna shouting behind him, "I guess you can take your dinner break now." But he didn't care because he would finally have Kyouko to himself. Tsuruga and their old man had no reason to interrupt a dinner date with his mom.
Opening the door, he prepared to say, 'honey I'm home,' in a joking manner. Instead, he entered the room and his mouth hung open. The lights were on, but it was only Shoko-san who sat on the plush beige couch reading something on her phone. A prepackaged bento box sat on the table in front of her and she barely acknowledged his entrance with a sideways glance.
"Your face will get stuck like that." Shoko said typing something on her phone.
Shou dragged his feet as he walked over to the couch and plopped down. He pulled the bento over to himself and began to eat. It was slightly cold and not at all to his tastes. Shoko was no Kyouko.
"Your mom called." Shoko said. "It's already seven but she was very understanding. She said to call her next week if you can."
"Whatever." Shou said after a long pause to chew his food. Shoko eyed him with concern, but he rolled his eyes and perked up. "I didn't want to talk to that old woman to begin with. She's always nagging me about my manners and going on about Kyouko being such a good girl. They're both so boring."
Shoko nodded and in a sympathetic voice said, "Pretending Kyouko is boring isn't going to make it hurt less when she ultimately chooses someone else. You may have lucked out with Tsuruga-san choosing Kana-san but there are quite a few other men she has been linked to. Ishibashi Hikaru and Kijima Hidehito for example."
Shou grimaced and tossed his chopsticks down making a mess. "Like I care who that boring woman spends time together with. I guarantee you that she's still mine. I can manipulate that girl into doing anything I want."
"You couldn't get her to wait for you to have dinner together." Shoko pointed out. The loud bang of the table being flipped startled her.
"I have scenes to film." Shou said standing up and leaving the room. Her words stung him too deeply for him to stay in the room with her.
Sometimes he wondered whose side she was on with all the praise she gave the halfwit actor and his little kohai. She was always saying how she envied Yashiro for his charges being on time. Their even temperaments and willingness to comply with last minute schedule changes were a dream to her. She acted as though Shou hadn't made her a rich woman. She spoke about him as though she hadn't been taking part in carnal activities with him for years. Shou scowled and took out his phone to type a nasty message to Kyouko in his anger. Taking a deep breath, he erased it and instead typed that his mom had missed her and that he had had a wonderful and expensive dinner. Then he scrolled down to Mimori's number and invited her over for the night.
A/N: Hi all. I wanted to apologize because I haven't even looked at my other stories in months. Truthfully I don't know what I'm going to do with them. This is something that I hesitated to post. I wrote it in grief therapy when I was supposed to be reflecting on and assessing myself. I eventually got around to that but first I wrote like 30 pages of this thing. I will clean up the other chapters that I have and write a couple more to end it. I already have the last paragraph I just need to connect it to the story.