Author's Note: Here is the last chapter of 'White Horse'. Shout-out to Ishy415for giving me an idea and a HUGE shout-out to all of my beautiful reviewers/readers who have stuck with this story until the end. YOU MEAN THE WORLD TO ME!

Disclaimer: I never have and I never will own House of Anubis or White Horse.

Chapter 9:

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Try and catch me now
Oh, it's too late
To catch me now

Amber PoV:

Why did she have to leave?

I could have helped her get over him.

Everything would have worked out.

Knock Knock.

I slowly get up from the sofa where I'm watching 'America's Next Top Model'.

It's only 9:00, who's knocking at this time?

Yay! Maybe it's the post man with those shoes I ordered last week! Or maybe Nina decided to come back after all!

I wrench open the door, excited to see who it is.

Disappointed by the person I find, I slam the door in his face.

"Amber is Nina there?"Fabian shouts through the closed door.

"No!" I shout back.

"Don't lie to me Amber!"

"I'm not! She's gone!"

"What is with all the shouting?" Mick asks, coming out of the bathroom with a green towel wrapped around his waist, his blonde hair wet and dripping in his eyes.

"GONE!-WHAT DO YOU MEAN GONE?" Fabian screams, I ignore him, choosing to answer Mick instead.

"Fabian's here" I spit.

"AMBER! OPEN THIS DOOR!" he bangs he fists against it and it quivers violently.

"NO!"

"AMBER! WE NEED TO TALK!"

"NO WE DO NOT, I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED!"

"NO YOU DON'T! THERE IS SO MUCH THAT YOU DON'T KNOW. SO MUCH THAT NINA DOESN'T KNOW!"

"Just let him in before he breaks the door down!" Mick says.

I sigh and open the door, stepping back so he can enter the apartment.

"I'm going to get dressed." Mick tells us and disappears through the bedroom door.

"What Fabian?" I ask bitterly.

"You need to know what happened."

"Save it. I already know."

"No you don't. You only know Nina's side of the story. You only know what I wanted her to know."

"What?" I puzzle, confused.

"C'mon," He says, leading me back over to the sofa. "I'd better start at the beginning."

Fabian PoV:

"I did it to protect her."

As soon as the words are out of my mouth, Amber closes her eyes and starts nodding; I know she's put together the missing puzzle pieces.

"Joy." She whispers.

I nod, looking down at my fingers which are twined together in my lap.

"What's she done this time?" Amber whispers again.

"She threatened her Amber. She didn't say what she would do; she just said 'I think you know what I'm capable of.'

I was scared. I know I should have thought it over first, I should have told Nina, discussed it with her.

But the truth is the second Joy made that threat my mind went blank. All I could think about was keeping Nina safe, making sure that that Maniac didn't hurt her.

I just went along with whatever Joy said. I told myself that I would rather Nina be alive, and hating me, than dead.

Only, the moment she walked through our apartment door, on that afternoon, I knew I had made the biggest mistake of my life.

I ran straight after her. I wanted to explain, make her listen to me but she wouldn't even look at me. The pain I saw in her eyes, as she left that day, was excruciating."

I'm sobbing now and I see that Amber's stony expression has softened. She looks at me with sympathy in her eyes as she pulls me into a hug and wraps a blanket around my shoulders.

"Why me?" I mumble into her shoulder, trembling a little. "Why am I the one who gets stuck with a psychotic ex-girlfriend who tries to take everybody I care about away from me?"

"I don't know Fabian." She whispers, "Life is so unfair at times!"

"So where is Nina? You said she's gone somewhere."

"She has."

"Well, where? When will she be back?"

Amber takes a deep breath and I know what she is about to tell me isn't good news.

"She left for New York early this morning and she's not coming back, I'm sorry Fabian, it's too late."

I shake my head.

"No, no, no, no, no! She can't have just left! Can't you call her? Tell her what you know?"

"Oh yes. I forgot about my phone!" I smile a little and a small bubble of hope rises up in my chest.

Maybe it's not too late after all.

Amber puts it on speaker but the only voice I hear is the monotone voice of the operator.

'The number you have called has been disconnected'

What?

The bubble of hope pops faster than a balloon being pricked with a pin.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Meanwhile*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Nina PoV:

Carefully I snap the back off my cell phone and slide out the sim card.

Gently I hold it in the palm of my left hand.

This tiny card is the only connection I have to my old life.

If I want a fresh start, what's the point of keeping it?

I know I promised Amber that we'd text everyday but I'm going to New York to escape my past.

Texting Amber wouldn't be escaping, it would be holding on.

A clean break would be the best.

I hold my palm flat, facing the roof of the cab, the sim card resting delicately in its centre.

It weighs next to nothing but to me it feels as heavy as lead, it is as if I'm holding my whole life in my hand.

Before I can talk myself out of it, I swiftly snap the sim card into two.

No jagged shards, no sharp edges.

Just a smooth line, directly across the middle.

A clean break.

Just what I want.

I roll down the window and toss the broken pieces outside, onto the busy city road, to rot.

Feeling the tiniest bit better; I half unzip my suitcase and slip my hand inside, searching for something.

As I rummage around my hand slips over a smooth, flat unfamiliar surface and then a cool, curved surface.

I free the two objects from the suitcase.

The first is a photo album I have never seen before in my life.

The second is a half-finished bottle of tequila, left over from Amber's last party.

Curious about the first object, I flick through it and when I see it only contains pictures of me and him I hastily stuff it back in the suitcase.

I take a long draught from the bottle and a relieving numbness consumes me as the fiery liquid burns my throat.

END!

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