No, this ain't the last chapter, so relax haha. The song for this chap is"In The End" by Linkin Park (fuckin love them) Anyways, On with the story.

Recap:

"Steph, baby, you're ok." a smiling Carter says. Finally happy to have his girl back, or so he thought.

"Umm, who are you?" confused Steph asks

Carter's P.O.V

"B-babe. It's me. It's Carter." I say

I'm sorry who?" she asks, confusion written all over her face. Walking over to her, I take her hand in mine and look at her.

"You don't...remember me?" I ask in disbelief. All I wanted was for her to wake up. But now she doesn't even remember who I am. Why? God, why? What have I done to deserve this?

"What did you do? Why can't she remember me?" I ask the doctor. Before I could recieve an answer, I hear a laugh coming from Steph.

"Steph? What is so funny? Are you ok?" I ask concerned

"You should h-have s-seen your f-face," she says laughing her ass off

"I'm lost," I reply, more confused than ever

'Of course, I remember you, you dummy. How could I forget the man that I love," she says giving me a kiss

"Ok, that was not funny," I say shaking my head

"C'mon. It was a little funny," she says

"Nope," I reply

"Carter," she says pouting

"I have to admit, the look on your face was pretty funny," the doctor says

"Leave," I demand

"Right away, sir," and with that, he walks out the door

"What am I going to do with you?" I say with a small laugh

"You could get me out of this damn hospital. That would be nice," she says

"Yes, that does sound like a good idea," I say

"You know what we can do?" she asks me

"What? Tell me," I say

"How good is your acting?" she says raising an eyebrow with a mischievous smile

Steph's P.O.V

Currently, Carter and I were laughing our asses off at Tara.

"That under no circumstances was funny Steph," Tara says somewhat angrily

"It was just a little bit," Carter says

"See. I told you," I say "Where's Brad?"

"Still at the office. Want me to call him here?" she asks

"Yes," I say

"Kk. Hey Brad. Yea, Steph woke up. Come see for yourself. Ok, see you soon," she says into her phone

"You're going to do the same thing to him aren't you?" she asks me

"Duh," I say in a matter of factly tone

Shaking her head, she says, "You're going to give my brother a heart attack,"

"Eh, he'll live," I say. Ten minutes later, we Brad coming through the doors.

"Steph? You're ok. Thank God! You have no idea how much I missed you," he says hugging me

"Umm. Do I know you?" I ask, acting confused

"No. No. No. No. No. No. Stephanie. Lynn. Ryder. You wake the fuck up and get the fuck out of whatever trance you are in. You. Will. Remember. Me," Brad says shaking me violently

"Goddamn, Brad. I think I have permanent brain damage now. It was a joke, chill," I say hugging him

"Girl don't you ever scare me like that again you hear me?" he says

"Yeah, yeah," I say. Before anyone else could say anything, the nurse and my doctor walk in.

"Mrs. Mason. How are you feeling? It's good to have you back here with us. Alive and ready to go," Dr. Smith says

Confused as to why he called me "Mrs. Mason", I answer him saying, "I feel pretty good. It's like waking up from a really long nap. Do you know when I'll be allowed to leave?"

"Well, your SATs are good, you have no decreased breath sounds, I don't hear a heart murmur, and your injuries are healing properly, so I'd say you can leave today if you want. There's no need to keep you for overnight observation. I'm pretty sure you're husband will bring you right away if something goes wrong. Isn't that right, Mr. Mason?" Dr. Smith says

"Yes, doctor," Carter says putting his arm around me

"Alright, you're free to go when you're ready," the doctor says, then turns to leave

"Mrs. Mason?" I ask Carter, raising an eyebrow

"I thought it would get me updates on you quicker," he says kissing my cheek

"And how'd that work out for you?" I ask

"It didn't," he says in defeat. "But regardless, I'm glad to have you back," he says with a smile

"And I am glad to be back," I said returning his smile "Now, I would really like to get out of here,"

"I've got a change of clothes for you in my car. I'll be back," he says, kissing my temple

"Goddamn, that boy sure does love kissing you," Brad says with a chuckle

"He almost lost his wifey, he's allowed to kiss her all he wants," Tara says with a small laugh

"Yea, I guess that's true," Brad says

"You realize we're not married. I'm still Carter's girlfriend, not his wife," I say with a laugh

Tara's P.O.V

"Not for long," Brad says quietly. Hitting him on the back of the head, he realizes what he just said with wide eyes

"What'd you say, Brad?" Steph asks

"Uh-um, n-nothing," Brad quickly stammers. Obviously, she didn't believe us, but she didn't push any further. Leave it to my brother to mess up something that is supposed to be a surprise.

I was happy I had my best friend back, but every time I looked at her, I saw the scars. Scars caused by the man I loved. By the man, I thought loved me. All for what? The rights to my company? It sickened me to think I fell in love with someone like him.

"Tee-Tee, are you ok?" Steph asks me. I hadn't even realized I had tears running down my cheeks.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm just so happy you're ok, it brings me to tears," I say

"Are you sure? You know you can talk to me right?" she says

"I said, I'm fine!" I snap, gaining wide eyes from both Brad and Steph

"Is everything ok in here?" I hear Carter ask from behind me

"Yea. Tara and I need to go take care of some things. We'll see you at your place?" Brad says

"Yea, of course," Carter says

"C'mon, let's go," Brad says pulling me out the door.

I was never a jealous person. I never envied anyone for what they had. But at this moment, I was jealous. I was jealous of Steph. Why is it, that the girl who came from a broken home gets it all? Why is it that she gets a guy like Carter? Someone who's willing to fight for her. Someone who actually loves her. I did everything right. I never broke the rules or disobeyed. I was the complete opposite of Steph. So tell me why I can't have what she does? What is it about her that I don't have. I want what I deserve. And what I deserve is happiness because I did everything right.

I was fuming, but before I could get any further in my thoughts, Brad snaps me out of it.

"What the hell was that?" he asks as we get in his car

"I don't want to talk about it," I say

"No. You don't get to snap at people and expect them to just forget about it. So you tell me right now what the hell is wrong with you," Brad demands

"It's not fair, Brad. Why does she get to have everything that makes her happy? She's got a good-paying job. A very hot boyfriend who wants to marry her and actually loves her. Why can't I have that?" I yell

"Look, I get it. You're upset about Lucifer, or Joe, or whatever the fuck his name is. But there are other guys out there. Do you think Steph has it easy? She has to go to therapy because lord knows what that fiance of yours and his crew did to her. So I'm sorry Tara, but you don't get to make this all about you and what you lost. Because for months we thought she was dead. And for 2 weeks we thought she was never going to wake up. So I'm sorry Tara. but today it is not all about you. And if you have a problem with that, you can get the fuck out of my car and get home yourself," Brad says.

I could hear the anger in his voice, and part of me agreed with him. Why am I making this all about me? Steph was missing for months, and in a coma for 2 weeks. My focus should be on her and having her back. So why was I feeling like this?

Because in the words of Linkin Park:

I tried so hard; And got so far; But in the end; It doesn't even matter