You guys are going to hate me.

Disclaimer: Not mine

Dedication: to everyone who has ever reviewed this story

Warnings: Don't hate me

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"Jack Daniels."

"Are you sure?"

"No im not fucking sure, I just told you because I wanted to ask your opinion."

"So you don't want whiskey?"

"You fucking better give it to me."

"Yes Ma'm"

The now intimidated bar tender handed me my whiskey shaking his head while muttering something about crazy woman. Well I was fucking crazy or going fucking crazy, this had to be the worst night of my life!

It all started with Richard, hey what didn't start with that blue-eyed prick? It was graduation night, and I the infamous Kori Anders wouldn't be attending all because of him. The only good thing was that Barbara Gordon was leaving getting out of my life once again. But the auburn girl just had to pick the graduation dance to leave Gotham. Which meant that I would appear Richard less to grad and all my fantasies since kindergarten will be shattered. Everything had been going fine, the preparations for the after party were done, everything was settled the drinks where ordered the band and dance floor set up. My perfect dress had been ordered and was now sitting on my drunken body. The red material going down to my feet a long slit inserted all the way up my long legs to my hip, the bust set to a v-cut and the dress was shimmers with Swarovski crystals going around the hips.

I gulped the rest of the whiskey down swatting my hands in the air wondering why I was still thinking clearly? I only had about five glasses of whiskey, god I couldn't even get drunk properly. I could just picture the dance it would be ending in five minutes then everyone would be driving towards my mansion for the hit party. It could go on without me, I had asked my butler to open the door and let everyone in and it would commence no parents no crap and everyone would love it and then go home thinking what a graduation that had been. Well everyone but me, I wouldn't be showing up for my own party and it was all Richard's fault. It was then and there I had made up my mind; I was going to dump that man. He had brought me nothing but fucking heartache and pain. That was not what love was supposed to be. Not my definition any way.

"Another glass."

"I think that has been enough." Shocked I realized that it was not the bartender who had spoken those words but none other than Matt Good. The boy who I had rejected to many times and always came back to me.

"Why?"

"Just look at you Kori, a mess, and missing the most important night of your life!"

"You're supposed to be at the after party."

"Its in full swing without me, the band doesn't need me to rock."

"Hn." Was my dull reply, why did he have to care? I was fine sulking on my own!

"Did you know no matter how much you drink, it isn't going to get better?"

"Hn." Another answers hiding all my pain.

"Richard is at the airport. And he is not coming."

"Hn." Tears now threatened to pour down mercilessly.

"So get your sorry ass up, stop thinking about yourself and let's go to your fucking party!"

His words weren't empty, he was damn angry and I could feel it radiating of him.

"No." But I was stubborn and I wasn't about to give up so easily.

"Then I'll fucking make you."

With ease he picked me up bridal style ignoring my increasing protests. Matt just simply walked out the pub door me in his arms ignoring all the questioning looks from the people around us. I had to be amazed even in my drunken state I could feel how he felt, I was so in tune to his emotions I didn't realize being placed in his car and driven to my house. The white mansion stared at me like a demon in disguise.

"Do I have to go in?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I don't want you to regret missing one of the most memorable moments in your life."

"Oh." Was all I could come up with?

I sat there dumbly staring at nothing until I felt a tug at my hand; guiding me inside the house I stopped and watched all the dancing people. My peers and my friends they where all so happy, and I was fucking drunk. Well it wasn't like they weren't but I was drunk before I had even got to my party, so that was something.

"Where the fuck where you?"

I looked at Rachel dumbly, the raven tress girl was incredibly drunk hanging on to her fiancé in a protective hold. Gar gave me a sad smile doing a slight point at Rachel rolling his eyes then flicking his hand to signal he'd tell me why she was so plastered later. Nodding I understood my turn to explain.

"Richard."

Everyone nodded, they all knew my Richard problems, now I just had to tell them I was sick of my Richard problems and I was going to end them forever.

"It's going to be over." I was amazed at my un-slurred speech; obviously I was growing immune to alcohol was that even fucking possible?

Their mouths hung open in unison, their gasps buried by the loud surround system, playing from tomorrow to yesterday's last song.

"Come on Kor, let's dance."

Grabbing his large hand I allowed him to lead me onto the marble floor, which I had set up as the dance floor. He took me in his arms and we let go dancing to the sad song.

It's amazing what you'll find when you just open your eyes

Sometimes love can leave you blind

But still you try to cover all the lies

And ignore all the signs

Sometimes love can leave you blind

I Laughed a bitter laugh, yes isn't it funny how love could leave you blind, I was definitely blind, only seeing him in the light of a god, not of the human he so clearly was.

What I thought was a certainty

Has left me

Spinning in circles again

I did take his love as a certainty, I figured no matter how much shit we brought on each other we would make it through; this would be the last straw.

Comparing to the last time that we had spoke

It seems to me that you're not happy

Like you used to be

The words he had spoken when he told me that he wouldn't make it to homecoming he definitely did not sound happy, was he losing the glimmer as well?

To you I'm like a flavor that wouldn't last

You took one bite and spat me out real fast

Laughing, Matt gave me a questioning look; I shook my head that it was nothing. This was the only part of the song that didn't relate, not one bite but many and this time I was going to spit him out.

And now this mark remains and will never ever go away

And now this mark remains and will never ever go away

And now this mark remains and will never ever go away

Yes, when I end the relationship the mark it will leave will never go away. I loved him so damn much but I knew it wasn't going to work, we both couldn't commit to distracted with our own needs.

"Hey Matt?"

"Hn?"

"Thanks for everything."

He nodded understanding everything I meant, another relationship that would be best as friends, with Richard friends would not work, but for Matt and I it could, he would always be there to help me. But not together, his band would make it big always traveling and I would go my own way.

Leaning in I planted a soft kiss on his lips he in turn returned the favor. Then I left, the party. The cool nights breeze hitting my face, I felt so at peace staring at the night sky on my front lawn, The party would probably progress till the next day, I didn't mind the people staying it was a big house anyway. A wave of cologne hit my nostrils and I instantly knew who it was.

"Hey Richard."

"Kori."

I knew it was time. He leaned down to kiss me but was stopped by my hand.

"No,"

"No?"

"We can't keep on doing this Richard."

"Look if it's about Babs, im sorry I had to return her to the airport, we would never see each other again."

:"No its not about Babs its about us. No matter what we've stuck together and it's a love I will never forget, but it's a love I need to. We can't keep on hurting each other."

"And we wont."

I was starting to get angry; he was making this harder than it was supposed to be!

"Don't say that shit Grayson, the whole senior year we have done nothing but fight and breakup, cheat on each other and get jealous! That's not exactly a good relationship."

"But we still are together."

"So? Where you hear for me? For graduation, which I missed drinking alone at a bar instead, you know who saved me? Matt, who I blew off for you."

"Im sorry."

"No your not."

He nodded; it was the truth, as much as he wanted to be my Richard could not be sorry, I knew I was doing the right thing.

"So this is it Richard, our goodbye."

I kissed him softly like I did to Matt, I received all tingly sensation I ever felt from him the spark was still there, but my heart wasn't.

"Can we still be friends?"

"No. We can not."

And without looking back I walked back into my house shutting the door in his face. He could come in if he wanted but I was going to my room and sleep.

My graduation did not turn out the way I imagined it, but maybe it would be better.

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I awoke to closed curtains and a grumbling Rachel with coffee in her hand. She gave me a curt good morning and handed me a mug of her famous black coffee. Smiling as cheerfully as my hangover let me I gulped the steaming liquid down. Last night I may have not felt the affects of the alcohol but I certainly did now.

"Spill."

I looked at her in question, what did I have to spill?

"Don't be daft, you don't want to be daft with me, not when I have a headache like this! Richard!"

'Oh' that's what she wanted to know about.

"We broke up."

Her eyebrows shot up waiting for me to finish.

"I broke up with him, it couldn't work any more."

Her gaze softened for me, setting Coffee mugs aside she gave me a soft hug, the most un-Rachel thing to do. It felt good.

"Thanks."

Then I finished, the whole story, emotions and reply and all. Then the big question came.

"Do you regret it."

I thought for a while, did I regret leaving him? No, no I didn't I knew I did the right thing.

"No, no I don't."

"Good. You did well Kor, you finally did the right thing."

"Yeh. Yeh I did."

Smiling I got out of bed, changing into a pair of soft jeans and a green cotton tank top.

"Have you prepared for your wedding?"

A grin hit her lips making her looks fifty times more radiant then my best friend already was.

"Its finished. The wedding is going to be perfect!"

I was happy for my friend; we drove around in my Lotus as she explained her plans for the future. It consisted Kids and a large house in France where she could publish her books and Gar could paint. They where going to finish University together in a school for arts and lead peaceful lives. This time there was no envy, why should I envy her? I was happy and knew I was going to lead a life as brilliant as hers I just needed to figure with whom.

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The wedding arrived quickly, only a week after my graduation after party. The day was more perfect then my friend could have asked for. The sun gleamed perfectly and the parks green grass glimmered under the sunshine. The park was large and the ceremony was taking place under shady trees and a large fountain. Just like Gar to pick a place in nature, and just like Rachel to pick the best place. This was actually where Gar and Rachel had their first date, a significant beginning to all things.

"Are you ready Rachel?"

"As ready as I will ever be."

Richard was going to walk her down the aisle as her father was in prison and could not be current to do so. Plus Richard who was like a brother to Rachel was the closest thing she ever had. It was hard for me to see him again memories always re-surfacing but we never spoke and it suited me.

It began and we all took our places, I smiled at Gar and he winked at me. His happiness was felt all throughout the park, it was the moment we all had been waiting for. The violins struck up as Rachel had refused an organ she said that those things should only be played at funerals, and no way was her wedding going to resemble a funeral! Then she came in all her dark beauty, her black hair gleaming as the sun hit her locks in a perfect picture. The dress was white and had sleeves hanging off her shoulders and going down to her wrists in a princess sort of closure. The neckline came low to reveal bountiful cleavage and it fitted securely around her thin hips. Richard looked just as dashing by her side with his ebony locks left unspiked to cover his eyes, which sparkled a dangerous blue under the black surface. His tux fitted him like a second skin as all his clothes did and I knew Alfred had picked it for him.

The Priest opened the book and began to say his phrases, I do's where said with no interruption or objections. The ceremony was sealed with a fiery kiss and then Gar picked Rachel in his arms bridal style and carried her to the horse drawn carriage. Black stallions looking every bit as magnificent as bride and groom drew the wood carriage. They where off, I wiped my eyes as tears leaked, I felt so happy that my dearest friend had found sanctuary in another's arms. Victor let out a series of "You go Girlfriend!" as the two blew kisses at us.

"It was brilliant."

"They where meant to be."

"And we where too."

I looked at Richard, the sorrow evident in my green orbs.

"No, we weren't."

With a sad smile I walked away accepting a ride with Victor and Karen. I waved at Richard as he looked at me with no emotion betraying his inner thoughts. Damn him, I had done the right thing, and he wasn't going to change that fact.

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A week more had passed of moping around, I had been accepted into Yale and I knew that it wasn't only for my grades and popularity but persuasion by my parents. They could do anything with the money they had. But I wasn't going to go. Multiple modeling arrangements had been made for me. And I was going to be Dior's new face. But it didn't hurt to be smart as well. My bags where packed and I was ready to meet my new boss, she said she wanted me on a shoot already. The agency was in L.A and I was flying out immediately. I had friends there and I was going to be staying with one of them her name was Donna Troy. She had a studio there, since she was a photographer.

I was going to start a new life and I was ready to take it face on.

Nothing was going to stop me now.

Richard was in the past and I had left him a note with Alfred bidding him farewell, telling him everything was afraid to say to his face.

But I knew I was doing the right thing, I was never so sure in my life.

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Yeh, no flames, this is the last chapter. But I promise you guys a sequel. If you have questions about the sequel send me a private message and il fill you in.

Thank you all I love you dearly, and no flames please!