Final chapter. EEH! I shall say no more.

Naomi swallowed hard as the short footage came to an end. The room felt small and crowded with the temperature being sky high… A bead of sweat was building on Naomi's forehead and threatened to drop. She gazed down at the ground, focusing on the hideous floor pattern.

"What was that?" The head teacher exclaimed. Naomi wasn't even sure of his name because she hadn't even thought about it.

"That was evidence!" Ivy spoke up loudly.

Naomi had forgotten she was in the small classroom, which belonged to Mr Ryan. Ivy had sent out invitations to everybody Naomi knew and loved. This included both Naomi's parents –who had actually shown up, surprisingly.

"Oh Naomi… How could you have been so stupid?" Tracy Clark asked her daughter, clearly disappointed – as if this was actually Naomi's fault.

"Wha'? What? Mum, I…" Naomi trailed off under the glares of her family. She had shamed them, it seemed.

"What were you trying to do? Showing us this vulgar footage? You clearly provoked the man." Jen told Naomi, looking every bit as disappointed and ashamed as their mother. At the statement, her father nodded in agreement. Her whole family had seemed to have come to the same conclusion, united in one thought.

"If it is attention you want, this is not the right way to get it." Charles stated with Jen nodding in agreement this time.

Naomi felt like she was drowning. Water was filling her lungs instead of oxygen with her family pushing her down further, nowhere closer to the oxygen and air she needed. She felt like her sight was slurring while the sound of the people around her was merging. She was trying desperately to grasp the air from the surface, which she thought she had been swimming towards…

"You're wrong!" Naomi stood up suddenly and looked down at all the people in the room. Her gaze continued to wander until she spotted him – Mr Cannon. He was looking smug and menacing. A chill was sent down her spine and Naomi couldn't take it anymore. She was a victim and it was time for all the empty promises of telling to be fulfilled. "He raped me! He physically forced himself upon me. Not once, not twice but three – THREE – times!"

"You lied before! About the sexual harassment claims. Who's' to say you aren't lying again?" A random governor piped in.

Naomi's mouth dropped slightly. Her moment of fearlessness was completely over, returning to the room the shell of before. Tears we welling in her eyes as her face fell blank. She fell to her seat just as she had fallen from grace and social standing. Just as she had been torn from innocence by Mr Cannon. Gazing around at all the beautiful people in Beverly Hills, she felt dirty and ugly and outcast.

"Did you not see the tape?" Ivy asked incredulously. How were all these people so stupid? "Okay, I chose not to show the entire video footage but… You saw him grab her, force his lips upon hers. You saw him push her jeans down and push her top up –despite her protests! You then saw it afterwards… You saw me trying to talk, reason with Naomi. When she was lying on the floor, fallen, crying, shaking…

"Not enough evidence? Then just look at her. Truly look at her… She has the darkest, heaviest bags underneath her eyes, that I for one, have ever seen. Clearly, I might add, from having months of sleeplessness. Her hair is tangly, a mess and she is wearing no make-up. When has that ever happened? Also, she's wearing sweatpants! Sweatpants! Which are falling, hanging from her body because she has absolutely no fat on her body. I doubt she has eaten correctly for months on end!

"Any more evidence needed for you of doubt?"

Ivy walked over to the DVD player before forcefully jamming a DVD in it. She pressed play and walked back to her seat. Everybody watched in shock as muffled screams and small grunts filled the room from the speakers. The smirk of Miles Cannon was slowly being wiped off, a look of sobriety taking its place.

"That… That's enough!" Tracy finally said, clicking off the television. "In no way will you all watch my daughter so… vulnerable, so… violated!"

Tears were in the elder Clark's eyes. She moved over to her daughter, sat in the vacant spot next to her and held Naomi's hand. She just wanted to comfort her.

"How could I have not known?"

"Because you haven't seen her for nearly 2 years?" Silver spoke for the first time, beating Ivy to it. Up until that point Silver had been sitting in silence and shock. As she uttered the words, she realised that Tracy had more of an excuse than her. She had seen Naomi every day, at least 5 days a week, yet never asked what was wrong. She never figured anything this drastic as up. She had put it down to Liam breaking up with Naomi- after all; she herself was wrapped up in Teddy so much. She felt utterly terrible and guilty. How could she have been such an unobservant, bad friend? "I'm so sorry, Naomi!"

"Look… it was nobody's fault… you didn't cause this…" Naomi attempted at her best friend. "If it was somebody's … fault… other than… than MR… Cann-non's then… it… it was… must've been… mine!"

"Naomi! I know it must feel that way, but it isn't your fault!" Kelly silver told the girl who reminded her so much of herself at that age. She was the only on in the room that had an ounce of knowledge on how Naomi was feeling. "I know it must feel that way…"

"How on earth would you know how she feels?" Jen stood up. She didn't really care for Naomi particularly but she cared even less for her old guidance counsellor.

"Because I was date raped! I was 16 and-"

"It isn't the same thing! You have no idea how dearest Naomi feels." Jen kept up the caring sister act.

"Shut up!" Naomi told her sister. She was angry and upset as tears rushed down her cheeks. Everybody was overwhelming her and Jen most certainly didn't know what she was talking about. "She wasn't in the same situation but she knows. She understands! How much it hurts just the thought of being violated, just the idea of having no choice in the matter! Yeh, you're right… she wasn't conscious when it happened. She doesn't understand how it feels to have begged, to have pleaded, for it to stop. She didn't have to remember that face everytime she tries to sleep. Still, she knows a heck of a lot more than you!"

With that, Naomi fell into a complete break down, recalling everything over the last few months.

What you gonna do? Who are you going to tell? You're the girl who cried wolf. Earth to Naomi? I don't care, little sister. Stop playing your frikkin' games. Do you really want attention this much? Homosapiens are cruel! Strong-willed, if somewhat provocative student. What have you got this time? Wolf! I'm in a dilemma. I am pregnant… I don't care about your slutty antics! Are you really that petty? Have you lost weight? How could you kill something that could one day live? only valuable for young children and pregnancies. I'm bleeding! Naomi? Are you okay? You're not pregnant, are you? I miscarried. You wouldn't believe me! did he rape you? I'll help you! My Wolf! Attacked you? I never did. You wanted it! You BEGGED for it! Just like now! I'll tell! You're the girl who cried wolf! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry. I'm very sorry. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry! I'm so sorry. I really am sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry. I'm very sorry. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry.

"I'M SORRY!"

Naomi looked up startled. That last one, it wasn't from her mind. Her breath was heavy, eyes wild as she stared around the room. Mr Cannon was standing up, looking remorseful. His gaze bore into Naomi's flesh, burning it with intensity. Tears still fell freely down her cheeks. Contemplation was keying its way in her mind, taking up the space which had just been filled with unbarring noise.

"I… I… I don't know!" Naomi looked down. "I can't forgive you… not… not yet."

Naomi glanced up once more and searched around everybody's faces. Her mother looked understanding, both sibling and father looked indifferent. Kelly looked knowing while Silver looked slightly pissed off. She didn't get it.

Lot's of faces looked like Silver. They seemed to think it absurd for her to forgive him, but how could she be bitter? She knew now that there were bigger things than this.

"I can't… not yet… but soon."

With that Naomi ran out the room.

Naomi found herself sitting in the chair, looking at one spot in the classroom. Her eyes closed momentarily as the pain she felt from that point passed through her. A tear crawled down her left cheek before she realised what was happening.

It still all hurt. She'd told people and had expected for the pain to subside. She'd wanted everything to miraculously go back to before. She'd hoped that when all was revealed, then it would just disappear. It hadn't, and everything was still overwhelmingly the same.

"I thought I'd find you here." Liam's deep voice cut through her trance, causing her eyes to open suddenly.

"What… what are you doing here?"

"You ran out so suddenly. I didn't even really have time to comprehend what I saw on the screen. Naomi… I… I'm sor-"

"Please don't!" Fresh tears escaped Naomi's eyes. She'd heard those words so often recently. Everybody was sorry, but they had no reason to be. The words were becoming meaningless and filthy to her, like a bad smell. Why apologise when the events didn't involve you? It was silly and made Naomi's heart crack just a little bit more.

"I have to. I knew something wasn't right. I knew it way back in September. It is November now! I didn't do anything to stop it. I didn't even bother to ask. I was horrible to you." Liam told her, warmth in his watery eyes. His hand moved to hold Naomi's, just as her mother had done earlier.

"You… you were only treating me… how I had you before!"

"No. I was scared. I was afraid that if I was sucked into all that drama again then… I still love you! I just can't handle the drama, the hurt I feel. I figured that if I stayed clear, then I'd get over you. Like you did with Jamie last year! When I did this, I didn't think… I never knew how bad… I'm so sorry!" Liam told her. His voice was cracking by the end.

Her hand squeezed his as they embraced closely. Her head fell upon his shoulder.

"I love you too." Naomi told him.

She felt him smile upon her ear and realised how selfish she was being yet again.

"But I… I'm damaged goods!" Naomi spilt small tears.

"I better get a discount then. And with the money I save I'll buy some duct tape."

Naomi laughed the first genuine laugh in a long time. Things weren't how they were exactly before, but suddenly Naomi felt like she was at a good starting place for recovery.

Naomi stared over Liam's shoulder when they embraced again. The spot still stood there, and fear still ran though her body. However, it didn't seem quite as frightening with somebody there beside her, facing the darkness with her.

It wasn't even just Liam that was helping. She realised something. She should have just told people a long time ago, before the darkness got too deep. They all seemed to have flashlights.

"I'm the girl who cried wolf. But… the villagers still believed me as they plighted into darkness."

What did you guys think? I liked it up until the very end. Don't you agree that it sucked lollipops like a little kid? I really do hate it, but have no other ideas so…Although, I do love Liam and am glad that he came back (Y) I wrote it just for my own fangirl pleasure, so that I could squeal HAHA.

As for the story now… OMG! IT is over :( I am actually tempted to cry as I realise what I journey we have all been on. Into the depths of my mixed up mind and out again. I truly do feel happy though. I have a real case of procrastination but actually finished this!

I finished it for all of you! You were my inspiration! You were my muse (as Jasper would say)! I wrote it for all you guys reading this right now. You gave me encouragement to get my butt out and write each chapter. You all deserve a round of applause and a massive thank you! I owe you all so much! Thank you for every view, every review, every favourite :) It really has made it all worthwhile. This month where I have been writing it!

Also, I am working on another ff. This is iCarly. I am also thinking of a HP one – although my humour and jokes are appauling so it may be difficult to do Ron Weasley (NOMNOMNOM) justice. :S Let me know through private messages or reviews.

Now, all that is left is for you to review, rate and promote. Tell everybody about my wonderful fanfiction :D or just review, it is all good!

Finally… just for the last ever chapter…

Disclaimer: I do not own 90210 and if I did, I would have got Annie runnover by a bus and in a coma so I don't have to watch her. Let's face it, we all skip her parts when we watch it. She is just so BLAH! Also, if I did own it, Matt Lanter would have been brought on much sooner than the end of Season 1. Afterall, if I owned it, he would be in my bed, thanks to blackmail. And, if I owned 90210, I would be very rich and not writing Fanfiction. I mean, I love writing, but I think I'd rather have the money, the fame and that creativity to actually make 90210.

Is that a good enough disclaimer? 10 chapter's worth of good? :)