Hey. So I got some angry emails lol. Sorry if the last chapter was confusing, this should explain everything. Here it goes!
I don't own degrassi...
Epilogue
September 1st, 2012
Dear Journal,
Well, it's been about six months since Zig's wedding. I ran out and didn't get to see the service, but I'm sure it was nice. After Tori's mother had told me off and all that kaios began, I ran away. I know, it was a stupid thing to do. But after everything that happened, I had to. I have no idea why Zig was sending me such mixed signals. First he kisses me the morning of his wedding, then he kisses me in the church bathroom, then he tell everyone he doesn't love me. I still cry at night sometimes when I miss him. I remember the way he smiled, the way he laughed, the way his eyes shone…god I miss him so much.
I decided to go to Yale and moved to an apartment in New Haven, Connecticut last weekend. Dad has a friend who's a professor here and she helped me settle in. Katie finally graduated college and got a job in Toronto writing for a sports magazine. Speaking of graduating, I did something stupid last March. I transferred school. I know, I'm an idiot. I just couldn't take being at Degrassi and seeing Zig and Tori married and in love. Degrassi had too may memories of Zig. I moved to another school called Lakehurst. It's nice enough, but I really wish I had stayed at Degrassi for the remainder of my senior year; I really wanted to graduate with my friends. What am I talking about? Zig was my only friend. Anyway, I haven't seen him since the wedding. I don't know what happened after I left, but I'm pretty sure I wouldn't like the results.
I like Yale. It's pretty here and I'm excited about classes starting. My first one is in a few days. I'm majoring in music (surprise, surprise) and have already met some great friends. Katie came to Yale with me last weekend to help me get situated and talked smack about Zig the whole time. Drew was there too and helped me paint. It was nice to see my sister, I'm really going to miss her.
Guess what I got in the mail? A package from Zig. I honestly have no idea what's in it and have no desire to. It's pretty big, about six feet by four feet. I'm actually afraid that if I open it, I'll never get over him. I was so in love with him, I feel so stupid for thinking he loved me too. I just hope he's happy. I love him so much and always will, I just want him to be happy. His happiness means the world to me. I really should call him…he deserves that. He's made so many attempts to come to my house and call me and talk to me and I have just ignored him. I feel so bad, I really need to at least shoot him a text…right?
Uhhh! Denial. Anyway, I'm going to go practice my music, I really wanna impress my professors.
I'll write again soon…wish me luck in mending my broken heart.
Truly yours, Maya Matlin
I close my small leather journal and tie the string back around it, securing my secrets and feelings inside. I slide it into my leather tote and pull it onto my shoulder. I reach down to pick up my cello when I realize it's gone. Frantically I stand up and look around the busy campus. My mind is racing, who the hell would steal such a crappy, beaten up instrument? Someone had to be desperate for cash if they would steal it. I start to walk around the area, looking for my cello. It's the only thing that reminds me of home, I'll kill whoever took it.
"Looking for something?" Someone asks me. I turn around and drop my coffee cup. My heart rate has spiked. A million feelings suddenly rush into my heart, over powering my mind. He's there. With. My. Cello. Case. I drop my bag and run toward him, leaping into his arms and hugging him.
"Zig," I whispered into his dark brown hair. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I'm a student here." He said, setting me down. I stare up into his green eyes; they're bright and illuminated with happiness. I smile softly.
"How?" I managed to ask. I forgot about all my heart break for a moment.
"I…I didn't marry Tori." He whispered, pushing a blond wave behind my ear. I notice he doesn't have a ring on his finger and my heart fills with joy.
"You didn't?"
"Maya I didn't love her." he said. I stare at him in confusion.
"But…but you said…" Now the heartbreak was rushing back, hitting me like a truck. "You said you didn't love me."
"I didn't want people to blame you for what happened between Tori and me. I didn't want you to be labeled a home wrecker like Marisol was. I loved you too much." He said softly. I didn't want to believe him. He'd hurt me so bad, I didn't want to let him come here and sweep me off my feet. But I couldn't fight my feelings, once again they were running away with me.
"So you broke my heart to help me?" I asked.
"I tried to find you after the wedding, but you ran out. And then you wouldn't take my calls…I guess you never got my package." He said. I raised an eyebrow.
"What was in it?" I asked carefully.
"A letter explaining everything and a painting. It was painted with the finest eggshell paints. My muse bought them for me." he said. I sighed.
"You sent me the only exception?" I asked. He nodded, a tiny smile tugging at his lips.
"Maya, I never wanted to hurt you."
"Zig…you broke my heart."
"I love you so much Maya. You're right…I should've fought for you." he said. I stared up into his eyes, trying to decide what to do.
"Zig…"
"Maya please give me one chance." He said.
"To do what?" I asked. He smiled and looped his arms around me.
"This." He said. He pressed his soft lips to mine, and once again, we kissed. It wasn't rushed…it was perfect. Slow and soft and gentle and…perfect. He pulled away after a moment.
"So can I have a chance Maya? You said it yourself, you always thought we 'd have a chance." He said. "So how about that chance?"
"Zig…I think you have unlimited chances." I whispered. And that was all I said before my true love kissed me again.
It was long over due; we'd waited so long, we'd been through so much. And finally, here we were, kissing at yale. And it's funny because somehow this is always how I'd pictured us ending up.
"It's always been you, Maya. I wish I saw it before." He said.
"It's okay…because this is how it always will be." I promised. And then he kissed me again.
The End (For Real This Time)
A/N: So did it end better than you thought? Please review and tell me! Hope I didn't disapoint! :) You are all so amazing and I hope you all have a great holiday (easter, passover, whatever you celebrate) I hope you come back to read more of my stories, I love hearing from you. If anybody would like me to write a story about an character, shoot me a PM or a review, I'd love to write one! Don't by shy! And just know how greatful I am for each and every one of you who reviewed, I wouldn't be a writer without my readers :)
