A/N: Yay! Here I am for another chapter! Some people thought the last chapter was short, so as a gift I'll make this one longer! Let the reading commence!

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Redemption

Chapter 3- A light to my path

Keira's POV:

I was tired. Tired of everything. I just wanted to die. How could Jak do this to me? I don't understand! You can't just wake up one day and stop loving someone. But that was what happened to Jak. One day, out of the blue, he decided he didn't love me anymore. And there was nothing I could do about it. Not one, single thing. It was my fault I guess. I let him drift away from me . . . But I loved him with all my heart! She . . . Ashelin knew nothing about Jak. She didn't even do anything for him! I sacrificed my only chance in getting back home, for him. I was there . . . I was there for him. I was there to comfort him when he was plagued by nightmares. . . nightmares of the two years he spent in the Baron's prison, nightmares of the torture the Baron gave him . . . I was always there. So why? Why did he stop loving me? Sure . . . I wasn't as pretty as Ashelin, I wasn't an adventurer, but I loved him. Wasn't that enough?

Thinking about it . . . I guess it wasn't enough . . .

I stood up and headed to the kitchen. I wanted to end my life. I wanted the suffering to stop. The kitchen knife gleamed by the counter. It was the only way. That knife would end my suffering. I slowly made my way to the counter, and picked up the deadly item.

I can't do it yet. There is something else I have to do.

I searched the room for some paper, and anything to write with. I spotted a pen and a piece of paper by the table. I hurriedly grabbed it and began writing:

Dear Daddy,

I love you so much. I'm sorry for leaving you. I need to. I can't stand it any more daddy. I have to do this. I'm sure, someday, you will understand. Tell everyone I love them. Tell Jak I love him very much.

Keira

I folded the paper and placed it on the table. I glanced down at the knife in my hand. I was scared. But salvation was waiting for me on the other side.

Torn's POV:

I realized too late that I had forgotten my communicator back at Keira's place. 'Shit' was the first thing I thought. I Jinx's zoomer, which was parked outside the Naughty Ottsel, and drove off. I arrived at Keira's place a few minutes later. I was about to ring the bell when I noticed that the door was ajar.

I could hear someone sobbing in the kitchen, I hurriedly went to the kitchen and stared in horror as Keira started cutting her wrist with a knife. I immediately grabbed the knife from her and threw it across the floor.

I could tell from her shocked face that she was startled to see me. She glared at me and stood up, making her way to the fallen knife. I grabbed her wrist and turned her to face me.

"Let go of me!" She cried, slapping me in the face.

Damn. That hurt. I backed away from shock. When I looked back at her, she was holding the knife in her hand, ready to slit her wrist open.

"Damn it Keira! Don't do it!" I yelled, advancing toward her.

She stopped, and dropped the knife. The knife fell with a clang, and for a moment there was silence. Keira fell down with a thud. I looked down at her to see her face shining with tears. She hugged her knees to her chest and sobbed. I felt my heart ache when I saw her.

I kneeled down beside her, and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, come on . . . tell me what happened. We're friends right?"

She looked up at me. I could see her eyes were filled with pain. She flung her arms around my neck and sobbed in my chest. I ran my hand gently through her hair, trying to comfort her. "It's okay Keira. I'm here. You can cry all you want. I'm here." I held her in my arms and let her cry.

Keira's POV:

I was about to end my life, when the knife I was holding suddenly flew my grasp, and across the floor. I looked up to see Torn's worried face peering down at me. I glared at him and made my way to the knife. He grabbed my wrist and spun me around to face him.

Rage swept past me. I felt myself raising my hand to slap him hard in the face, while yelling at him to let go of me. He backed away from me, and unclenched his hand from my wrist. I grabbed the knife and started to cut myself with it.

"Damn it Keira!" I heard him yell. "Don't do it!" I stopped what I was doing and let the knife drop from my hand. I felt tears brimming at the corners of my eyes, and I felt a lump forming in my throat.

I let myself drop to the floor. Helplessness and anguish shot through my heart like a bullet. I couldn't help myself. I felt like such a fool. I hugged my knees to my chest and cried. My cries turned into sobs, and no matter how I tried to stop myself, the tears just wouldn't stop falling.

Torn gently placed his hand on my shoulder. "Hey, come on . . . tell me what happened. We're friends right?"

I looked up at him, and felt my chin trembling. More tears were threatening to spill from my eyes. I flung my arms around his neck and sobbed into his chest. I felt his hand running through my fingers. 'What was he doing here?' I thought.

"It's okay Keira. I'm here. You can cry all you want. I'm here," he told me. I couldn't help but smile. Those were the sweetest things I' ever heard. I pulled away from him and looked up at his face. He really was worried about me.

"You know . . ." I began. "This is the second time you saved me." I smiled at him, wiping my tears away.

"I can't help myself," he said. "You need saving. I'm here. I'll save you anytime." My heart skipped a beat when he said these. And I knew, from then on, everything was going to be all right as long as he's around.

Torn's POV:

"You know . . ." Keira started, smiling. "This is the second time you saved me." She wiped her tears and gave me one of the sweetest smiles I had ever seen.

"I can't help myself . . . You need saving. I'm here. I'll save you anytime," I told her. I realized I meant every word I said. I will save her, when she needs me.

She smiled at me again, and I couldn't help but smile along with her. "Thank you Torn."

"As I said before, No problem." A strand of hair fell across her face. I brushed it back against and realized for the first time that Keira was indeed beautiful. My breath caught in my throat as I stared at her.

"What is it?" she asked, sniffling.

I shook my head, and helped her up. "Nothing. Tell me Keir, why were you crying? Why were you planning to end your life?"

A sad expression fell upon her face. I almost wished I didn't ask her in the first place. "Jak"

Hatred for the hero started building up inside me. Why was he doing this to her? Hasn't he brought her enough pain? How could he hurt someone like Keira?

"I'm sorry." I didn't know what I was apologizing for. I just felt like I had to.

"It's okay. You were right Torn. He doesn't deserve me. You know, somehow I think I always knew that we weren't meant for eachother." She sighed and smiled at me.

Instinct told me to give her a hug. I wrapped my arms around her and let her head rest against my chest. "There are a lot of other guys out there Keira."

"Hey guys." A voice suddenly piped up, startling the hell out of me. Keira looked around surprised. She searched the room for the owner of the voice but couldn't seem to spot anyone.

"Down here!"

Keira and I broke from our embrace and we both looked down to see Daxter and Tess. "Hey ottsel," I said, letting Keira go.

Daxter grinned at me. "Me or Tess?"

"You, dumbass. Hey Tess." Tess smiled at me. It still felt weird, seeing her as an ottsel. I notice her glance up at Keira.

"Hey guys," Keira waved before wiping her eyes.

Daxter gave me a look that said, 'what happened?'. I shook my head and patted Keira on the shoulder.

Daxter jumped up Keira's shoulder and pressed his paw to her cheek. "Hey sweetheart, what's wrong? Have you been crying?"

Keira shook her head and offered a smile to prove to him that she was all right. Daxter must have seen through the fake smile because he shook his ottsel head and said, "Keir . . . I've known you forever. I know something is wrong . . . "

Tess frowned. "Dax . . . maybe we should go for a while . . ." I noticed she was concerned for Keira. Daxter jumped off of Keira's shoulder and glanced at me. Tess smiled and motioned Keira to follow her.

Keira reluctantly followed the she-ottsel, leaving me and Daxter alone.

Silence . . .

"What happened Torn?" Daxter finally asked.

I told him everything. How I found Keira, sobbing, ready to kill herself. I was watching his expression. Worry. Sadness. Despair. It was all written in his face. I could tell he was sorry for her.

"Jak, huh?" I heard him sigh. Whoa. No jokes this time? No fooling around? "I don't believe it. Jak wouldn't do this to Keira . . . "

"Yeah, and I suppose he wouldn't lie behind her back either? He wouldn't hurt her? He wouldn't break her heart into tiny pieces? He wouldn't steal someone else's woman?"

"Jak loves her . . . "

"Yeah? Is that why he's with someone else now?"

Daxter sighed again. It was natural that he would try and defend that asshole. He was the guy's bestfriend! "Is she okay now?"

I shrugged. I wished I knew.

I looked back down at him. He had a grin on his face. "What?"

"So. . . . It's true huh? You and Keira?"

I shook my head.

"Really."

"Yeah."

A few minutes later, Tess and Daxter decided to leave. I found out the reason why they came in the first place. They wanted Keira to join them for dinner. What does an ottsel eat? Anyway, as I was saying, Tess and Daxter decided to leave. Keira had refused their offer. I noticed Daxter was smiling when they left. I had no idea jut how happy Daxter was.

Daxter's POV:

I left Keira's house with a smile. I had seen Torn and Keira in each other's arms. The thought (weird however,) made me happy. I didn't know why. I still felt sorry for Keira though. I had always thought it would be Jak and Keira. The two had been in love for forever. But I guess I was wrong.

I guess, in a way, I was the one to blame for Keira's sorrow. It was partly my fault. I knew Jak was seeing Ashelin, yet I never said anything. And I remember, after the defeat of Cyber Errol and the Dark Makers, while Jak and Ashelin kissed, I never thought about stopping them. I guess I wasn't thinking of Keira. I had made a lot of mistakes. And those stupid mistakes hurt her.

I pushed Jak and Ashelin together. I never realized who were going to be hurt. Torn and Keira. Poor Keira . . . How could I not see it? Why didn't I think of her? I was so selfish . . . and my selfishness caused her to sink into depression. She tried to kill herself . . .

Should I tell Jak?

No. I will not tell him. It was Keira's business.

"Baby? Are you all right?" Tess asked me as she climbed inside my own customized zoomer.

I nodded. "I'm just . . . worried"

"Don't worry, baby. Torn is there to take care of her." Tess smiled a knowing smile.

"Torn?"

She nodded. "They're getting kinda close huh?" She smiled again.

I grinned. 'He better not hurt her. She's already been through enough.'

Keira's POV:

I watched as Daxter and Tess climbed their little zoomer and flew off. They looked so happy together. Daxter looked so happy . . . I sighed. He deserved all that happiness. I took a deep breath. Everyone deserved happiness. Including Jak and Ashelin. It wouldn't be right if I wished them nothing but unhappiness. Just so Jak could realize he would be happier if he were with me. No. It wouldn't be right. Jak, like Daxter, deserved happiness too. It didn't matter who he was happy with.

It's time to let him go.

The thought brought pain to my heart. No. It was no use crying now. Jak didn't want to be with me. He wanted to be with Ashelin. Even though I didn't like the idea, I had no choice to accept that.

Everything between me and Jak was over. The memories I dwell on are in the past. I should let them go as well. But . . . I won't forget. I won't forget those memories. I'll let them go, but I won't forget. If I was to forget them, I would just be like Jak. No. I will treasure those memories . . . no matter how painful they were.

"Keira?" I looked up. Reddish brown eyes met mine. Torn.

My heart skipped a beat when I realized how close we were. "Yes?"

He placed a hand on my shoulder. Then he smiled. "Promise me you won't try to kill yourself again. Whenever something is troubling you . . . I'm here. You know that right? You can tell me anything."

I nodded. I didn't know it at the time, but that was when I started falling for him.

END

A/N: Was that long enough? I promise I'll make all the other ones longer.

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