A/N: Hello my wonderful readers and reviewers!

I'm so sorry for the delay of this chapter, been very busy!

Hope you're still enjoying the fan fiction!

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WARNING: The last chapters of this fan fiction contain swearing and violence which may not be suitable for younger readers, so don't say I didn't warn you!

Disclaimer: I still don't own Recess or any of the characters.

Dedication: My wonderful friend Georgia For being so supportive of this story!

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I fell heavily against the cracked doorway and screwed my eyes shut, cursing violently under my breath. Gretchen stood silently behind me, ringing her hands nervously and waiting anxiously for my reply.

'Gretchen….' I said fiercely, gritting my teeth together and clenching my fists in anger. This was it; she had completely crossed the line.

Rage began to bubble up inside of me, I felt my breathing quicken and my heart race and turned on the person who had provoked it.

'YOU STUPID IDIOT!' I shouted, pushing myself from the frame and lunging ferociously towards her, she took a frightened yelp backwards and dodged my pounce, causing me to crash into the lockers on the other side of the corridor. I scrambled up from the floor and threw myself at the door, slamming it shut as fast as I could incase anyone were to come past. Gretchen was shaking and fiddling nervously with her pigtail which flopped greasily onto her shoulder, she looked like a rabbit caught in headlights; her giant glasses made her eyes look gigantic. I ran my nails down the wood in anguish and felt the rage simmer down inside of me. I had to figure out what to do, there was no use getting angry with her now.

'…..sweetie?' Gretchen stuttered, edging slowly towards my hunched, shaking figure. I didn't reply, she didn't deserve a reply; instead I turned my head away and swallowed back my tears. She crept up behind me and slowly rested her hand on my shoulder, I flinched when she did this; I hated her touching me, but I still didn't reply. She moved her body closer to mine and breathed out on my neck. Her breath was un-naturally cold and I suddenly felt the anger emerging inside me again. I too was shaking but out of fierce rage. Her fingers travelled slowly up my shoulder and onto my neck.

Bad move.

I spun around and snatched her hand away. She tugged at it but I just squeezed tighter until she collapsed to her knees.

'Honey! You're hurting me!' she whined, struggling and sliding on the polished floor.

I looked at her with fire in my eyes and spat out the words, which I had longed to say for so long.

'I….am…..NOT…..your 'HONEY!' I snarled, then tightened the grip further to make sure she was listening, she complained and writhed further but I shook her back into place, 'I am NOT your 'SWEETIE!' Do you hear me?' She stared up into my eyes with confusion and laughed as if I were joking.

'GRETCHEN!'

shake

'I'

shake

'DON'T'

shake

'LOVE'

shake

'YOU!'

With that I threw her onto the floor, and wiped my hand on my coat, she pushed herself slowly off the floor while I staggered back in amazement to what I had said.

Silence.

She finally looked up at me, mascara tears streaming down her bony cheeks and placed her hand over her mouth to stop her lips from shaking. Suddenly, she burst into sobs and collapsed once again, pounding her fists into the floor.

Finally, she had understood.

I sighed in sad relief, even though it had to be done, I didn't enjoy hurting her feelings.

I decided to finish it and took some money out of my jacket and threw it at her head. She sobbed at it and then at me, her cries echoing through the corridor so it sounded as if there were 30 Gretchens crying around me.

'Keep your money Gretchen; I'm finished with the league, and you and everything. But before I go, I'm going to sort out this mess that you've created,' I said plainly, standing tall above her sobbing form. 'Then, I don't want to hear from you ever again.' she said something inaudible from the floor. My hand was still in my pocket, fidgeting with all of the adrenaline that was pounding through my body until I found something cold, something hard. I pulled it out and smiled at my pager case made by Spinelli.

'I love someone else,' I said, staring softly at the cigarette case and caressing with between my fingers. Gretchen looked up at this and her eyes hardened as she saw the case, she knew who it was from. She choked through her breaths and wiped her tears back with a shaking hand. I turned around and walked towards the door to the room. Gretchen got to her knees and scurried around the floor, gasping the money in her fists while screaming my name through her sobs. I couldn't help but feel lifted; a huge load had been lifted from my shoulders; something could finally be crossed off the list! I opened the door and slowly stepped inside, then took one last look at Gretchen shrieking into the floor and smiled.

Killing the person who killed Fingers

Dealing with the league.

Telling Spinelli that I love her.

One down, three to go.

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And that is chapter 13! Hope you enjoyed it!

Hopefully I will update faster than this time!

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