A/N: My last chapter. My last chapter. Has an interesting sound to it. But never fear. There will be a sequel. From Taber's point of view no less.

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Insanity

"How could you!" I screamed when Taber returned from god-only-knows where.

"How could I what, my Angel?" He asked frowning.

"How could you fuck me then make me forget? Did you think I wouldn't figure it out?" His frown deepened with hurt.

"What're you talking about?" He asked. He probed my mind and shook his head. "I didn't do that."

"Who did it then?"

"You did, Angel."

"Why? Why would I make myself forget, Taber? Why would I do that? Tell me!"

"I didn't do it." He insisted.

"The hell you didn't! I sure as hell didn't do it to myself!"

"How can you blame me?" He asked.

"Easily." I replied.

"I hate you." The words hit me hard as he disappeared and I blacked out.

I lay curled on the floor when I woke a hollow ache in my chest and the first thought in my mind that Taber hated me. He hated me and I loved him. Love him? I hadn't realized until he'd said he hated me. It made me hurt more. Hurt so much.

I had been living my life half-awake. In a haze. Not all here. For the first time in my life I was completely calm and steady as I stood and walked into the bathroom. I opened the package of one of the refills for my razor. I looked at the blade as it shined in the light. I cut one wrist and did the other before the blood even had a chance to well up in the first. I dropped the razor into the sink and sank to the floor.

Unbidden my mind screamed out to him as my vision swam.

Then he was there. Holding me. Fixing me. I could taste his blood. My head cleared.

"I love you." I whispered. He spoke quietly back.

"I know." Not 'I love you too.' But 'I know.'

"How?"

"You told me already, Angel. Just after I made love to you the first time." He didn't love me. He didn't love me. He didn't love me. Little did I know but that would be my last coherent thought for years to come. He didn't love me.

Finis

A/N: Again with the shortness. I know. I'm sorry. It adds dramatic effect though don't you think? I have a lovely new beta who will be editing my new story by the way. I think you should all give her huggles and a big thanks by going and reading her story: Onyx Eyes, Diamond Hearts, and Ivory Skin. Oh and don't forget to review her story. I love ya all. laughs Review or flame! (--)

I'm still looking for the title for my sequel. Review and give me a title because you love me. I know you want to. Actually at the moment you might hate me but I won't get a chance to redeem myself if I don't get a title for the sequel.