I hope you enjoy this chapter. I didn't neccessarily enjoy writing it, which is a very bad sign. It's a sign that I need to end this story. Don't worry, just yet. Just read the short little chapter.

Raven POV

I sat silently staring out the window of Jagger's bedroom. It was huge and dark. The walls were plastered with Marilyn Manson and Disturbed posters. There was some Avenged sevenfold in the mix too, along with some I've never heard of. I guess they're Romanian. There was a black four poster bed centered on the left wall.

It was my type of room. Sadly, it only kept certain thoughts away for a minute or so before they came rushing back.

Why would someone want me dead? What could I do? I'm only a kid, no matter what I want to be, I'm still only a kid. I'm not important. I'm a Goth girl from a small town and I couldn't possibly harm anyone. I mean, Jagger had tried to kill me before and what did I do? I only ran. No fighting, just running.

None of this made any sense to me.

Jagger wouldn't talk. He would but they were one or two syllable words. He's been that way since the plane ride and I couldn't figure out why. What's got him so upset from the plane ride? What did I do?

What have I done?

What have I done?

Well, that would be the question to everything right about now.

I gasped at Luna's voice.

"What do you want for dinner?" She giggled. "Did I scare you?"

"Yes, a little. And really, I don't want anything . . ."

"Come on. We're going to my room. Girl time."

To be honest, I just wanted to go to sleep. I wanted to be asleep in my own bed back in Dullsville. If I hadn't come I wouldn't have someone hunting me and Jagger down, but that was the only reason I wish I hadn't come. I loved Jagger more than anything. I was his and he was mine. We would always be. We would make it out of this. We would survive and I could be happy with my decision.

Luna's room was the opposite of Jagger's. Hers was pink, with only one wall dedicated to posters, and she had a white four poster. And I had a feeling that she kept her room clean by herself.

"I know what Jagger isn't telling you."

"What?"

"Amelia and Scorpius have a son. He's maybe five."

Oh God.

"I'd rather die before I let him lose his parents. It's not fair. I've had a good life and he's only a little boy . . . he deserves a good life with parents who love him."

Luna looked taken back. "Are you crazy? You're willing to give up your life for a little boy who'll be raised to hunt our kind."

I liked the way she said, 'our kind' like I was one of them. I probably never would be now, but it still made me feel good.

"Jagger still wants to kill them."

She nodded.

Maybe I really was in love with a monster. I couldn't let him kill the little boy's parents.

I would have to talk to Alexander.

JPOV

"You're being hunted by Azezel and Sargon?"

"They're after Raven. Mentally attacked her when we were in Italy.

Alexander's face darkened. "Is she okay?"

"She's shaken. She hates being weak, but turning her right now . . . it would put her in even more danger, but then she'd be able to better protect herself.

"Jagger, she needs to stay human."

"For now." I said.

"Forever."

"Alexander, some girl is here for you. She's with Luna," Mrs. Sterling said through the door.

I couldn't think of anyone who would be with my sister except for Raven.

"Send them up."

How could she be so idiotic? There is a price on her head and she's visiting with an ex!

She walked through the door and collapsed into Alexander's arms. She had even looked right at me, but she ignored me.

"Raven, little bird, it will be okay. None of us will let them hurt you."

What she said next surprised me.

"What if I think I deserve to die?" she asked him. "I've been such a horrible person. To Billy and my parents. I left Becky they day she found out she was pregnant. I ditched her when she needed me most. What I did to you . . ." she sniffled. "I'm so sorry, Alexander. Oh god, I even feel bad about things I did to Trevor."

Every single things that she said was because of me, save the part about Trevor. She thought she was horrible because of me. I couldn't take it. I couldn't take that she was in Sterling's arms instead of mine and I couldn't handle that I had been the one to push her to the edge.

I stood, looking away from the two and at my sister. "Going home," I growled.

The most amazing thing at my house . . .

My parents never notice when Luna and I steal from the liquor cabinet.

Back to what I was saying at the top of the page:

I've taken this story into a completely different tunnel than I'd originally wanted, and I can't just go back and change it. I've lost all inspiration for this story and I hate it(not the story per-say, but the loss of inspiration). Also, I just started high school and I'm completely stressed out. My Honor's English(YAY! on being good enough for it!) teacher is really tough on us(But I love her!), and I have a lot of activities now, and I daresay, a life. I'm trying to bring 'What have I done?' to a close. Hell, I might leave it as a cliffhanger.

I will have more coming your way, I promise.

I love you all for reading.

I do love reviews they make me feel a little happier, but you really don't have to if you don't want to.

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