Hey! This is the last chapter, before the epilogue, so reaaaaaaad on, motherfuckers (: I got a VampireFreak account, it's actually kind of awesome, so if any one wants to aadddd me, im @CocaineSkiin . . . Thanks for reading, because this has become one of my more popular stories and I really love that :3 You guys are amazing, and I'm reaaally sorry for this long rant before the big reveal ;P . Umm , I'm going to be making a new story that already has five unpublished chapters and 27 pages! It's called Project D/R/U/G/S, and here's the description.

Project D/R/U/G/S:

Noah never thought she would move in with her drug dealer. She never thought said drug dealer would have a dark, mysterious older brother, one that would make her life a living hell. And she never thought, per say, that she might just have fallen for him in a matter of weeks.

Short description, it isn't definite yet. . . But I am in need of an editor person, if anyone wants to help me out. . . It would be extreemeely appreciated, just message me your email and I can send you docs and stuff (: I really need one, so keep it in mind ._.

Song of the chapter realllly fits in with this chapter, unfortunately. The acoustic version of Three Cheers For Five Years by Mayday Parade is on the side, i swear you wont regret listening to it (:

xxx

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The moon was bright as it reflected off the snow. I sat down next to him on the bench swing, curling my knees to my chest and facing him. He was quiet, as if he knew this was more important than he originally believed.

"I guess I have to tell you everything," I murmured quietly, not meeting his eyes.

They bored into my head, which was tilted up to look at the burning stars. "The reason I was in the institution was because the police found me a couple years ago on the side of the road. I wasn't bleeding, but there was blood all over me. I think it was my moms." I tried to make my voice stronger, but it stayed at a quiet rasp.

"They, um, took me to a therapist. I didn't want to talk to them though . . . I didn't want to talk to anyone. I had my mom's necklace on, though, the one with her marine tags on them. She was Alexxa." My head bowed and I heard him shuffle to look at me clearly. I finally raised my gaze and met his eyes for a moment with a guilty cringe. They were confused, dark.

"So they called me Alexxa. I'm almost positive they knew what happened- but they refused to call me by my last name, making sure I was named 'Ward', as in, ward of the state.

"I've had hallucinations since my sixteenth birthday. That's why they put me in the institution, instead of an orphanage. I was suicidal, which is fucking pathetic, because my entire family was suicidal." I let myself breathe a little bit before continuing. He had gone stiff, hand clutching my own on my kneecap.

"Alexxa. . ."

I shook my head furiously, snapping my gaze to his with a determination I didn't know I had. "Don't. I'm not Alexxa." I mumbled.

He swallowed and nodded for me to continue, which I did, all reluctance now gone. "My parents killed each other, on my birthday. I found them in pieces in their bedroom with my brother doing the same. I. . . I couldn't stop him. I couldn't stop them. I have these dreams - these fucking hallucinations- Of them. They come back to me, and they try and hurt me.

"That time when I got wasted and disappeared into the bathroom- That was one of them. It wasn't as bad as the time where I woke up in my old house. . . You were there, right?" I let out a sigh. "That memory is so vague. All I can remember is thinking everything was okay, that they were there and Chris was next door, but they weren't, and you were there, and oh fuck, i'm rambling. . ."

He stayed silent, not meeting my eyes any longer.

"I- I just, i'm so sorry Gabriel. For all of this." Abruptly I stood and reached behind my head to grab the clasp of my necklace. It came off with a soft sound that echoed into the night.

"Where are you going?" He found his voice, but it wavered.

I shook my head, pinching my eyes shut. "I don't know- Away from here. Away from all this." I stretched my arms out to look around. "Tell them i'm sorry, okay?" I didn't dare meet his eyes. "I'm sorry, Gabriel. I really am."

He stood, his height making me feel small in comparison, before wrapping his arms around me. "Where are you going?" He asked lowly. "I'll come with you- Don't go." He pleaded softly.

I shook my head and savored the moment. "I don't know," I whispered. "Just try and forget about me." When he leaned down for a hard, final kiss, I reached into the back pocket of his jeans and placed my necklace inside.

When he pulled away, he was shaking his head. "You can't go- You have a family again, and friends, and me!"

"And what are you?" I questioned dryly, wrapping the thin sweater around my arms tighter. "Gabriel, I. . . You don't know me. You don't know the real me. That's why I'm leaving. I can't take this- I thought I could have a new life, a new start, as a fragment of the image of my mother. I can't do this. . ."

I was backing away, by then, starting to run. "Wait! Ale- Fuck!"

But by the time he had gotten Luna's attention, I was gone, running down the street in search of nothing.

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Ohmygod this chapter was so short but honestly, that was the way I want to conclude the entire story. I dont care that it's so short. It had to be done.

Sad ending, hang in for the epilogueee c:

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