o.o The official last chapter.

I can't say much or else I'll start crying! ):

I just hope you guys loved reading as much as I loved writing.

I've got my memories.
They're always inside of me.
But I can't go back
back to how it was.

Clare's POV

The only thing that was holding up this thread I was standing on was hope. Hope that maybe my mom will believe this is true, and kick Kurt out of here. But staring at the nearly empty house made it all harder to hope, but now I'm keeping strong.

Just a few more minutes before my mom comes home and I'm feeling anxious. It all comes down to this. The moment of truth, and the moment we've all been waiting for starts when she walks through those doors and says.

"I'm home!"

There she is. Right on cue. My stomach ached, my hands were paralyzed, and my wrist hurt from the blade of anxiety. That never stopped, and if this doesn't work, it probably never will.

I found the strength in my legs to move to the door and down the stairs where I saw her standing in the doorway hanging up her coat. Was it too early? Maybe I should let her eat her dinner first.

"Mom," This can't wait, so I shouted those words. She turns to me, confused of my developing black eye, and the petrified look hanging inside it.

"Clare," She says and rushes over to me. "What happened to your eye?" She holds my head back and start to caress it with her finger.

I could see Kurt through my peripheral vision and he did not look happy. He stood up from his seat and I could see the hatred in his eye. I pull out my phone and start scanning through the buttons. "Mom, there's something I need you to hear." I hold up the phone and press the play button.

But your mom and I love each other. It starts. She takes the phone from my hand and holds it up to her ear. She looked confused, and I could feel the smug look develop on my face, and the scared look develop on Kurt's

Love each other? You've only been dating for two months. A silence came across for a few moments, enough time for Kurt to yell out. "What the-

"Shhh," My mom interrupts and holds up her hand. I gave Kurt a confident look.

My giggle came over the phone and then a slamming came over it also as my mother jumped from the loud noise.

You did that on purpose. Her face lit up, but not in a good way.

You could hear his stomps over the phone and then my loud Ouch!

What are you going to do? Hit me?

A few moments after that, you could hear the slap across my face. Loud and clear, clear as water. The thump on the floor finished it all.

She slowly backs the phone from her ear and I could see the look in her eyes. Traumatized. Her hand covers her mouth, which made my look fade away. What had I done? Did I just ruin any chance of her to be happy? "Clare," She says. "Please tell me I'm not just hearing things…"

I felt disgusted. But if this didn't end, I would live a hell, and so would my mother. First me, next her. I shook my head. "I told you I wasn't lying." My head tilts down and I felt ashamed of myself. "I'm sorry, mom." Why did I suddenly go from satisfied to critically ashamed?

"Dianne," Kurt starts, but couldn't finish his sentence to my mom's screaming "Get out of here" Right in his ear, which pierced mine. I've never actually heard my mom yell like she did, but that ass deserved it. He walks out with his head down, and then I knew that I wouldn't be seeing him anymore.

"Mom," I start as I look into her heartbreaking eyes. "I'm so sorry."

She shakes her head. "I should've believed you." She says. Her arms pull me into a hug as she cries into my shoulder. It was so distressing to see my own mother this way, and to know that I ruined everything for her. "I knew you weren't happy about having him around, I just didn't want to believe that he would do that."

"Honestly," I start. "I didn't want to believe it either…" We both pull away from our hug and I look her in her eyes. "So I guess this means we aren't moving?"

She looks back at me, and a smile creeps across her face. "Unpack your things."

This is home
Now I'm finally where I belong
Where I belong, Yeah, this is home
I've been searching to realize where I am is home.

Eli's POV

Pacing my bedroom was making me tired, but I couldn't stop the anxiety of thinking that Clare's plan might not work, and these last few days could've been the last that I'd be able to see her. I know we aren't technically together anymore, but if she is able to stay, I want to make this work. I want to take back everything I had done to that poor innocent girl, take it back and just live a happy relationship. I know it won't be easy at times, but this time I didn't care. Nobody's perfect, I know that, so that means that no relationship is perfect. Sure there will be bumps in the road, but I know that we will be together in the end.

But first I need to make sure that this will work.

Is that a knock on the door I hear? Oh god, I sure hoped so. And if it wasn't Clare, I would not be happy.

I swing open my front door, and there she stands, in my doorway, Clare Edwards. I've never been so scared of what her answer was in my life.

"Hi," I greet simply. She looks at me, with hope in her eyes. "So, did it work?" I didn't want to ask, because I wasn't ready for the answer. And if it was a no, I wasn't ready to deal with it. Suddenly, a light sparks her eye, a smile creeps across her face, and my face was filled with hope. I felt my idiotic smile develop. "It worked?" I asked filled with hope, and I knew that the answer was most likely yes because she wouldn't be smiling otherwise.

Her head nods up and down and I felt the butterflies in my stomach go away. "I'm staying!" She says giddy and happy.

The excitement pulls us both to each other and brings the kiss of a lifetime. Not like the first time, not like the others, this one was real. I knew that this time things were going to change, but in the best way possible.

As soon as we were pulled apart, I saw her smile creep back on her face. "Things are going to be different this time." I assure her.

She looks up into my eyes, my arms around her waist and her hands on my shoulder. "I'll make sure of it."

Belief over misery
I've seen the enemy
And I wont go back, back to how it was.
And I got my heart set on what's going to happen next.

Stay tuned for an epilogue.