Authors Note : Sorry for not updating this for quite a while. I just kinda lost interest! And at the worst possible moment too! This is the last chapter! Yay!

Chapter 12

Vaughn's P.O.V.

I turned around to a sound of a voice. Chelsea heard it to and the moment her gaze landed on whose voice it belonged to, her face went pale. The man walked up and stroked her cheek.

"You see? I told you we would be together again." He said, looking at Chelsea with a sick, perveted look on his face. I realised who this was. This bastard raped and abused Chelsea. This bastard was Dereck.

Dereck turned to look at me. "Well, well, cowboy. I'll be taking this pretty little lady away with me." I growled at him. "Over my dead body." He laughed. It sended chills up and down my spine. "Oh no, dear cowboy. We're not in a wild west movie. Nobody says that anymore. I'm surprised you even know how to speak. Your parents died when you were young. How did you go to school?" I stared at him. How did he know? He only met me fucking two minutes ago. "What's he on about, Vaughn?" Chelsea's voice came from behind me. "Oh? You didn't tell anyone? I suppose since you didn't have any parents you don't know how to socialize." He laughed again. My fists were clenched together.

Dereck didn't notice and snorted. "You know, boy, your parents are the whole reason I exist. I'm going to tell you what happened and why it happened." He looked around before telling Chelsea my dreaded past.

"Well, before your mother came along, your father was in love with another woman called Monique. She loved him with all of her heart. But that all went away with the arrival of Shelly. Shelly was beautiful and sweet. She managed to befriend everyone, inculding James, your father. James was on quite good terms with this Shelly. He was still dating Monique but was becoming more and more distance. Then one day, James announced to Monique that he couldn't be with her anymore. He was in love with Shelly. This broke Monique's heart. She was killed emotionally.

A year later, James proposed to Shelly. Monique went beserck. She started drinking, doing drugs. She had lost everything that meant anything to her. Then, she recieved news that Shelly was pregnant. This drove her completly insane. She went out and got really, really drunk. She ended up getting knocked up by some drunk idiot.

9 months passed and Monique had a baby boy. Shelly also had a baby boy. Monique didn't care for her son. He was unplanned. Unintentional. Unwanted.

Shelly loved her son. He was meant to be. On purpose. Special.

Monique hated every day when she had to look at Shelly and James together. The child was no better. He had James's hair and Shelly's eyes. He was both of them, put together. She wanted to end her suffering.

One night, when everyone was asleep, Monique snuck into their house. She layed gas around downstairs and set the place on fire. She then ran, with her son, to the city.

Two weeks later, Monique heard that Shelly and James had died in a horrible fire. They were so badly burnt that nobody reconized them without doing a DNA. The son, had lived. Him and his cowboy hat were the only things that survived. He was sent to an orphange in the city."

Tears were welling in my eyes as I remembered times with my parents and the times in that dreaded orphange. Dereck looked up and smiled at me like a maniac.

"Yes, Vaughn. Shelly is your mother, James is your father, you are the child, Monique killed your parents and I'm her child." That was enough. I launched at him and punched him in his face. He was no easy battle. He fought back. I pinned him down and reached into my boot, where I keep my penknife. I took it out and pressed it against his throat.

"I wouldn't move, if I were you. I'm not afraid to. If I have to, I will kill you. Stay away from me. Stay away from Sunny Islands. And most importantly, stay away from Chelsea."

His lips twitched into a evil smile. "I underestimated you, cowboy. But I will take Chelsea away from here, if it's the last thing I do."

He used all off his strenth to push me off. He kept fighting until he was on top of me. He placed and hand on my throat. "What do you say to dying?" He tightened his grip and started to choke me. I turned my head and saw my penknife. I reached out and grabbed it. Dereck didn't notice, he was to busy laughing like a maniac. I clutched the knife and stabbed it through his abdomen. He let out a piercing scream and clutched his stomach. He pulled the knife out before collapsing to the ground.

I turned and saw Chelsea, as pale as a ghost. "I-is he d-dead?" I looked back at Dereck. He was letting out small, raspy breaths. I turned back to Chelsea. "No."

She let out a sigh. "While you were fighting, I called the police. There coming to pick him up soon."

I nodded and looked back at the man who was curled in pain, letting blood spill all over Chelsea's floor.

"Vaughn?"

I looked back at Chelsea. She walked up to me so she could look me in the eye. She let out a small sigh and gave me a huge smile.

"Thank you. Thank you so much for protecting me." She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. It was just a sweet as the last one, only longer. Our mouths moved against each others in perfect timing. I felt like I was only half of a puzzle and she was the other half. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me. I could feel her heart beating at 1000 miles per hour. Mine was too. I finally understood my feelings for this girl. From the moment she stepped into my life, I knew she was special. I didn't know why but now I do. She is my other half.

"Freaking finally!" A voice came from behind us. We jumped away from each other and saw Julia, Lanna, Natalie and Mark looking at us from the door. My face was turning red and so was Chelsea's. Julia ran up and hugged me. Confused I just patted her back. She then went up to Chelsea. "See! See!" She pulled Chelsea in a bone-crushing hug. Chelsea mouthed 'help me!' to me and I snickered back at her.

One Year Later : Chelsea's P.O.V.

I finished up all of my chores pretty quickly. Vaughn wanted to see me down at the beach. He wouldn't tell me why though. That man was always one for mysteries.

It had been 1 year since Vaughn stabbed Dereck. After that Dereck had been arrested for rape. Vaughn and I had been going out ever since. Alot of things have and Elliot were wed a season ago, as was Denny and Lanna. Mark and Natalie have started going steady and something looks like it's happening between Sabrina and Pierre.

I ran down to the beach and saw Vaughn staring out into sea. I snuck up behind him and jumped on to his back.

"What the..!" Vaughn said. I laughed.

"Yeehaw!" He was giving me a piggyback at this point. He laughed before putting me down.

"So what d'ya need to talk to me about?" I asked. Vaughn shuffled around for a little bit before looking at me in the eye.

"Chelsea. You know how I'm not so good with words? Well...um... I-I have been thinking about you alot lately...and I've been trying to figure out my feelings for you...and...um..." Oh no. He wasn't going to break up with me, was he? He pulled something out of his pocket. I caught a glimpse of something blue. Vaughn looked around and then back at me. He sighed and got down on one knee and took out a blue feather. OH MY GOD! He wasn't...proposing, was he? !

"Ch-Chelsea... I-I'd like to spend the rest of my life by your side. W-will you...marry me?"

My eyes went wide. "Yes! Yes, yes, yes and a million times yes!" I jumped into his arms and hugged him, while taking the blue feather from him.

"Come on. I want to tell Julia and Mirabelle." He took my hand and we left for the animal shop.

Eight years later : Still Chelsea's P.O.V.

"Oliva! Stop fighting with your brother and help me with my cows!"

My daughter slunk out of the house, annoyed she had been caught arguing.

"Mam, he started it!" Oliva complained.

"Do you want me to get your father out here?" Oliva shook her head fiercefully, her brunette hair flying everywhere. Her purple eyes were begging for mercy.

I chuckled to myself. "Come on. I want to call over to Julia's soon." Her eyes lit up. "Will Alan be there?" I sighed. "Yes. He will. Will you brush the cows down while get your brother ready?" She nodded.

I now had two children. A seven year old girl and a four year old boy. Oliva and Nick. Julia had one boy, Alan, who was also seven. Lanna had two boys, a six year old and a two year old. Natalie was now married and had one girl and was pregnant with another one. Pierre and Sabrina had gotten married and she was pregnant with their first kid.

Oliva had brown hair and purple eyes. She was a complete tomboy and her best friend was Alan. She was really outgoing and friendly. She was like a miniature me. Nick was much more quiet. He had Vaughn's hair and my eyes. He had Vaughn's personality. He was quite good with babies though.

I walked inside, to see Vaughn talking to Nick. I smiled and walked over to them. I gave them a hug each and planted a kiss on Nick's head. "Julia has invited us for lunch, 'k? Lanna is there as well." I said to them both. Nick nodded and walked into his room to put on his shoes.

Vaughn groaned. "Do I have to go?" He asked, playfully. I rolled my eyes at him and gave him a kiss.

My life may not have such a happy beginning but look where I am now. I have a wonderful husband, two brilliant kids and a bunch of amazing friends. I'm the happiest person alive. And everyday, I wake up and I can't help but think to myself 'Now what do you say, Dereck? Now what do you say?'

The End

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