My final chapter has arrived! I am super proud and super excited to present this. This story was good, but this ending wraps it together in sparkling purple wrapping paper with a giant silver bow on top. Sort of. I apologize to the people who didn't like the last chapter, but to be honest I was planning that from the start. The ending to it actually occurred to me along the way. And now for what I've promised since the first chapter!

How do people view Vierra as?

I recieved two comments about her having black hair, and one specified her as tall. I found this hilarious because I see her the exact same way! Black hair, tallish, with blue eyes. Great minds think alike, I guess. And for those of you who saw her some other way, I never said great minds think precisely alike. If you did think of her some other way, feel free to tell me. Understanding my readers helps me write! And to conclude this exceedingly long opening, I do not own Fruba or any of its characters.

Without further ado, the final chapter of Tragedy of the White Rat.

It's finally come, the day I've planned for nearly a month. I'm certain I've accounted for every detail and scenario so that it'll run smoothly. I have everything I need. I was released from the hospital last week, but I haven't spoken a word to anyone. The only thing I've told Mom and Dad is that I want to visit my real mom's grave.

To my relief, they've finally agreed to take me. Her gravestone is a small, grey cross in the corner of a small family cemetery. It reads in engraved letters:

Theresa Abigail Carter

Born: 1965

Died 2005

I look up at Mom and Dad and quietly request they leave me alone for a bit. Relieved to hear me speaking again, they go to wait for me in the car we have parked outside the cemetery. I take a deep breath before beginning the speech I prepared earlier. I have it all memorized so I didn't have to write it on paper.

"Hi mom. It's been a while, hasn't it? I'm fifteen now, so that makes it seven years since we last talked. I've been doing well. School is pretty easy, not to say I enjoy it, but that's pretty normal for kids my age right? I've been living with your younger brother and his family for the past few years. Cassidy and I get along great, but she was put in the hospital recently. I don't think she'll die, of course. I'm confident she'll play it safe.

"Dad's in prison. He hasn't been able to touch me since that, so he isn't a problem, I promise. I've gotten into something called anime recently. It's something like a cartoon, but more serious and with better storylines. I think you would've liked it. It makes for a good escape from the real world. I also like to draw a lot. I'm not very good, but I know you'd be proud of me anyway.

"I'm not part of any clubs and I don't have any particular friends, unless you count Cassidy. I hope that isn't disappointing to you at all. I've never been as social as you or Cassidy. It just isn't me. I'm fine with it that way, too.

"Your brother's family has been taking care of me like I'm their own daughter. They live in such a big house that I get my own room, and it's fairly big. There's even a chlorine pool in the backyard. It isn't huge, but it's fun enough when it's hot outside.

"And oh yeah! I got my first taste of chocolate when I moved in with them. I'm hooked now, but that isn't too bad. There are worse things to be addicted to, you know?

"But what I really wanted to talk to you about doesn't have anything to do with this world. In fact, it has entirely to do with another. I was convinced I had gone insane when I woke up there, and everything looked so different. I was there for two weeks, unable to come back to this world. During that time, I fell in love.

"I know right? Me, the little tomboy you raised, falling in love over such a short span of time. It sound impossible, but I've never felt so sure of anything in my life. His name is Yuki, and he's the perfect image of a prince. He's sweet, and polite, and kind…and I'm sure he loves me back.

"They have a bit of a dark past, but I adore his family. Their house feels more like home to me than the one I'm living in now. A close family friend of theirs, Tohru, lives with them and cooks. Her food is as much a heaven as the one you're in right now. Every day spent with them is amazing. There's never a dull moment.

"I shared my first kiss with Yuki, and him with me. He also gave me another charm for my bracelet. It's the little crystal rat right here. I've never held anything as precious to me as it is.

"Why a rat? Well, that's the funny part. Whenever he's hugged by a girl outside his family, he transforms into this little white rat. He really is adorable. I wish you could see.

"He brought me to prom and he wore this magnificent white suit that he looked enchanting in. He got me a dress that his brother designed that made me look like royalty. You should've seen me, mom. I swear, I've never looked so beautiful.

"I never wanted to leave that place, but I was dragged from it and now I have to go back. It'll take drastic measures to keep me there, but it'll be worth it to be with him. I can't wait to see him again, to see his smiling face. And he told me when I come back, he'll take me to his secret base. From what I gather, it sounds like a garden. I'm quite impatient to spend time with him there.

"Once I go back, though, I don't think I'll ever be coming back here. I came to say goodbye. I'll miss you mom, but I hope you're proud. I'm chasing what's best for me, and no one can change my mind."

I kneel down and place a single ruby tulip with a note tied to the stem with twine in front of the stone cross. I straighten then, and smile lovingly down at the gravestone. Closing my eyes, I tilt my head back and breathe in the scent of morning dew on the grass, the smell of dirt after rain. The sun rises behind me in a new beginning, warming the coolness night had brought with it. The soft breeze ruffles my hair to the side, wisps of coldness trailing their fingers across my neck gently.

In all its peacefulness, it appears utterly dull to me. A smile at my lips, I remove my hand from my jacket pocket and with it, pull out its contents.

"Bye, mom. I love you."

I place the barrel of the gun to my head and pull the trigger.

GAH! Before you kill me, let me say one thing. (I take that back, three things.)

1. The storyline just sort of drifted that way in my mind. I did not begin writing this story with the intention of having her shoot herself at the end, I SWEAR!

2. I am ever so sorry about how it ended up. I heavily debated with my own thoughts and tried to convince myself to do something else, but sadly I failed miserably. Please don't hate me.

3. This is a shout out to CleverKitsune, who loyally followed my story and commented 5 times out of the seventeen I received. I thank you for it!

Now, as you probably now despise me to some extent, I shall go run and hide. Goodbye for now. I plan on writing an SAO fan fiction next.

Till then, Kisses from SnowyNeko! :3 MEOW!

p.s PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!