"I don't know if I can do this." I whisper to Zach as I reach for his hand, waiting for my sister and new mother to appear. I was leaving in about a half hour, "sigh" and everything was ready to go. I haven't even seen Macey thank goodness, but it gave me the shutters for leaving Zach with her to himself now that he was single.

"I know you can…just trust me." He mumbles while leaning down to kiss me on the cheek.

"How could you know that?" I ask leaning back to look up at his gorgeous face. His head turns to the entrance slightly before looking down at me.

"I would know that, because you are my girlfriend." He said in a "duh" voice and I had to stiffen a giggle reminding me of the two previous days. Ugh, how everything was normal then.

"Sorry we're late." A high-pitched voice says and I turn to see my sister with Rach- mom next to her. This was going to get some time to get used too plus the age difference.

"So what's the plan?" I ask my voice shaking. Zach gives me a reassuring squeeze to my hand and I couldn't help but sniff a few times already missing him.

"Well, I thought maybe you can get your belongings with Zach while I go help with Liz, meet you guys back her in twenty?" Rachel asked in a much too enthusiastic voice.

"Sure" I mumble and start to turn the opposite direction. I felt pressure on my back and could feel the warmth of Zach's hand through my thin shirt that made me want to run away with him forever and never leave each other.

As we approach my room, I cautiously open the door and gasp at the scene before me. The room was empty, except for two beds with just the old mattress' and dusty furniture. Nothing else was there. Zach squeezes past me into the room and I look up at him with watery eyes to see a shock look come across his face, a frown forming.

"What the hell happened?" He asks, but I didn't answer him. Immediately, I dodged out of the room to the restroom where I could cry. It was obvious who did it…Macey, but where could she hide all my belonging plus hers? There were only so many places, and I just had to sleep in stupid Zach's room to get her the chance to do whatever she wanted to all night. I owned nothing. I HATE MY LIFE!

"Cammie" I hear a knock on the door that I slammed and locked behind me. The tears were already spilling over my cheeks as I shuffle to the farthest corner away from the door, under the counter. "Cammie" Zach says now louder, he jerks the door open and I see his face in furry. So much for the lock. I curl up into a ball and rest my forehead on my knees, tears rolling rapidly over my cheeks making my jeans damp. I hear the door shut behind him with footsteps coming toward me. I sniff and wipe my eyes, not looking up when he came next to me, cramped in the tight space beneath the sink counter.

"This is something she would do, isn't it?" He asks in a low voice as he slides an arm around my waist. I couldn't respond, just nodded my head not looking up at him. There was a long silence hanging in the air, before he went on. "This is my entire fault." He mumbles and I couldn't help but look up at his face confused.

"How is what your fault?" I barley get passed my mouth, still teary from crying and probably had bloodshot eyes, not a lovely view. He turns toward me and I jerk my head back to where it was.

"Because, if I never asked you out-"

"ZACH!" I nearly shout. "Just shut up." I couldn't help myself. If he was blaming himself for going out with me, that was ridiculous. You shouldn't just not ask someone out because someone else has a crush on you.

"Yeah" He sighs. "I guess your right. And don't worry, I will never go out with the bitch even for money, I mean look what see did to your leg." Self-consciously, I glance down at the bottom of my left leg, surprised that I forgot about that and my forehead. My forehead didn't have its bandage on me anymore, just a slight bruise now, but as I look at my leg, it seemed like the phrase started all over again.

I didn't say anything…I didn't need to say anything. Zach sighs again pulling me closer to him and grasps my shoulders firmly to have know chose, but to lean my head on his chest. "But I think it's good that your leaving because then you wouldn't have to get in any of this mess again, which I feel terribly sorry for." He starts to stroke my hair and I wipe my hand across my dried up tears. Suddenly, I felt really close and could feel my body aching with pain.

"Ugh" I moan and try to stretch my back in the cramped area; I needed to move before I…I don't know what. I jerk away from Zach's grip gently and crawl out of the tight space, arching my back and stretching my arms. So not, better. I turn towards Zach looking at the ground. "How much time do we have?" I mumble suddenly feeling shy, not wanting to know what the answer is.

"About ten minutes." He whispers coming toward me. "Ten minutes to be with you and go to my room to get you some of my things." He wraps his arms around my waist bringing me toward him.

"I'm not taking anything of yours." I say and pull away from his grasp.

"Why not?" He asked confused tightening his grip around me so I couldn't move and try to escape. "You have to have something of mine for you to remember me and anyway it's the least I can do."

"You already gave me everything." I say and thankfully, he loosens his arms around me as I walk to the door "And if you did give me something, I would just cry every time I look at it." I say as I step out of the restroom and apparently stop, not knowing where I was going. Zach comes behind me and rests his hands on my shoulders directing me to his room. "No" I command and try to stop my pace, but I was unsuccessful as I drag my feet across the floor, struggling to keep upright. Lazily, I kept tripping over my shoes and almost feel over, but Zach had a firm grasp on me. We were now in his room and he took his hands off me, but before I could escape, he closed the door, blocking my pathway.

"Relax Cammie…You would think I was going to murder you or something. I just have to check something."

"Oh." I say now feeling embarrassed and I walk over to his bed sitting on it while he goes over to his desk facing the opposite direction of me. I hear him shuffle around, but I don't look back. I try to relax and stay calm, but after what Macey did, I couldn't seem to think about anything, but that. Unexpectedly, Zach walks in front of my view making me jump in shock. Urgently, he raps his arms around my body and pulls me closer to him pressing his lips onto mine. I sigh in relief, finally able to do what I wanted twenty-four hours ago. I feel Zach slip his hands in the back of my jean pockets, while I pull myself closer to him. We probably only had five minutes left, but at that moment, I simply didn't care. He pulls away to fast and sits next to me removing his body off me. I lean back on the bed, feeling the softness under my back, relaxing the tension in my muscles. "So…I guess this is it then?" I squeeze my eyes shut. Don't cry don't cry don't cry.

"I promise Cam, this will never be the end." He whispers and I turn my head to look up at him and for the first time see to sadness in his eyes, as if he was about to cry, which made me want to cry at the sight.

"Please" I whisper. "Don't cry"

"Let my just say that you are the most gorgeous girl I ever met, and I will never forget my Cammie…Morgan." He says while a tear rolls down his cheek. Hesitantly, I wipe it away with the back of my fingerer. As I start to pull away, Zach catches my hand and holds it to his warm soft cheek. "I'm going to miss you so much." He mumbles closing his eyes and sighs. I didn't know what to do, but sit there starring at him like an idiot.

"Zach-"

"Yeah we should probably get down there." He says not moving, but opens his eyes to stare at me.

"I wasn't going to say that." I mumble and scoot closer to him. "But I guess I do." Ugh, this was so stressful.

"Yeah" He says and starts to sit up with my hand still pressed against his cheek. He lets go gently and intertwines our hands together walking out of the door to where we came from, a new life approaching me within minutes.

Walking silently to the main entrance door, I see Liz wave her arm over towards us. A few boxes were scattered on the floor, which reminds me…

"Where's all your stuff?" Rachel asked as we approach while she looks over the box in her hand occupying her and starring at me with a confused look on her face.

I couldn't seem to know what to say. "I…I…I-"

"She's been stolen." Zach cuts in. His ton in a low voice.

"Stolen?" Questions Liz stopping immediately on what she was doing

"Can we please talk about this later…" I urged. "I'm not in the mood." I say directing my eyes to Zach's forcing a sad smile form across face. Liz nods giving me a confused look and I just shook my head looking down to the floor.

Breaking me out of my thoughts, Zach leads me to the bench we sat on the other day and I grouchily sit on it. "Well" I say hesitantly "I guess this is goodbye." I rap my arms around his waist tightly for a moment, but let go immediately. It would be better this way. I took deep breaths and closed my eyes shut forcing me not cry at the moment.

Breath in out. In out. In out.

"Cammie" Liz yells from across the room. "We're leaving whenever your ready."

"OK" I whisper knowing she couldn't hear my response. I start to get up and walk toward the door my body stiff and tight.

"Cammie wait." I hear Zach yell and runs right into me, turning my body around to face him. He gives me a last quick kiss on the lips and hugs me tightly. "I love you." He mumbles into my ear and pushes me closer to him.

"I love you to." I say and those were the last words I said to Zach before he finally let go of me and I stumble off walking to my new family starting a completely new life in front of me, empty handed, not looking behind me once.

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Wow, you know what I have to say FINALLY! I have wanted to get past this point from the beginning of the story. I mean there really is no drama …just wait until the next few chapters! I'm so excited just thinking about it! (Doing the happy dance)

OMG I just reread this whole chapter and it was horrible and short. Ewww…so sorry about that. Do you think I'm rushing it to much because I do, like way to fast.

I want to thank Tennis Freak Loves Gale And Hates MJ (no spaces are supposed to be there but it wouldn't let me do it the other way) you totally put a smile on my face when I read your review! Well I am 16 years old and I don't have free time to write this. To tell you the truth I wrote this a few months ago and this is the last chapter that I got to, so I have to get my butt moving on the future chapters. The good thing though, is that I have it all planned out so hopefully it won't take me that long to type!

So review and tell me what you think will happen! thanks and love ya

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