I just updated this a few hours ago, but today, right now, I'm in the best mood to finish this. That means I'm in a bad one. I hope you guys enjoyed the ride, I know I did. You guys have been awesome, trust me. Now I think that I'm going to finish The Stranger. Stupid funny drama drama fiction I have up and have not finished. So, without further ado, here is the last chapter of Akita Evita.

Collins looked up at Mimi, who was looking at him almost anxiously. They both sat in a car, Benny's car. They were driving home. Mark was in the front seat with Benny, and Mimi and Collins rode in the back. The car was silent. He had just finished reading this, this diary she kept from Christmas Eve until...until about three weeks before she passed. Three weeks before he passed.

"He loves you still." Mimi said quietly to a very hostile looking man beside her. Collins almost winced at the sudden noise, the mention of him, the mention of his Angel. Collins never believed in God, and even moreso now. If there was a God, how could he take such a beautiful person from this earth, letting him suffer for so long? Collins didn't like God. Not anymore. However, Collins HAD to believe in God and Heaven now. Because, well, how could you believe that a person like that just...poofed out into nowhere. Collins couldn't, and it hurt if he ever tried. He looked at Mimi, trying not to cry. He'd do that later, when he was alone.

"I know. I know." He said softly. "I just hope...just hope he knows I'll always love him." He said, and looked out the window, a tear slipping from his eye. Mark turned around and took his friend's hand. He didn't say a word. Neither did Benny or Mimi. There was no needs for sorry's and pitying. They had to live as if Angel was still there. Forget regret, right?

fin.