She walked in to the studio for dance class about a week later. Everyone there was giving her strange looks. They all heard about Bradin and she thought they were blaming her. She couldn't take it and just ignored them before she lost someone else.
He stood outside waiting for her to come out after class. All he could do was hold her and tell her how much she meant to him, even after all they have been through. Even after she placed him in the ER, she was still his little sister.
She walked out of the studio and just let the tears fall.
"Nik, don't," she heard. She peered up and could not believe her eyes. There he stood. Blonde Hair. Green eyes. 5'9. His arm in a slack. She ran up to him and hugged him tightly with tears flowing down her face.
a/n: i know it's extremely extremely extremely short but i need to get something up. One more chapter before the end. also good news, i think i might make a enw sequal to 'Martha Winston House"