A/N: Hey everyone. Like I said in the last chapter, this is the ending of the story. I really loved writing this story and can't wait until I start the sequel. I love you all and can't wait to see you review my squeal! I'm really sad now, so review to make me feel better! Love you all. 3 Alissa 3

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I sighed as I walked out of the plane. It had been so long since I had last been in North Carolina, but I was happy that I was back. After all, it could be my future home. I tightened my grip on my purse and walked to the baggage claim area. I picked up my bag and was glad that no one saw through my disguise. I mean I was wearing a hat with a ponytail and sunglasses.

I walked up to where Matt had left his old car that he uses to get to the airport and got inside with the key that he gave me. I started it up and looked at the directions that Matt had given me. I had about two pages of detailed notes that he gave me. "He sure is detailed oriented." I muttered. I turned on the music and navigated my way through the cars that were coming or going.

I tapped my fingers to the beat of Metro Stations song "Shake it" and sang along to the catchy beat. Cars passed me on the freeway and I smiled, imagining how my confession would be.

"Jeff I have something to tell you." I told him as I sat down next to him on the couch.

"What?" He asked holding my hands in his lap. He ran his thumb over my knuckles, calming me down. I smiled, feeling so much better about telling him.

"I had a talk with Randy the other day and um… we kinda aren't on the best terms right now. He is mad at me, but I think he's happier with this person and I don't think he gets it." I told him.

Jeff's eyes widened. "Did you break up with him?" He asked, surprised.

I sighed and nodded. "Yes."

Jeff let out a yell and hugged me tightly. I laughed and hugged him back. "Does that mean that you want to be with me?"

I kissed him and we fell back on the couch together. After a few minutes of making out, we pulled away for a breath. "Does that answer your question?" Jeff laughed and smiled.

"I love you Ivy."

"I love you too." He kissed me and we resumed our making out.

I pulled into reality when I pulled into Matt's driveway. I saw three cars, one more that it should be. I thought that it was going to be Gil so I got out, happily. I ran up to the door and knocked. I waited a few minutes but there came no answer. I knocked on it again, but there was no answer again.

"That's strange." I said to myself. I tried the door and saw that it was open. I got really confused and heard a bang come from another room. I walked towards the sound and opened the door. I gasped and my heart felt like it was literally breaking inside me. Jeff was against the wall with another women attached at his lips.

"Jeff?" I whispered. Apparently he heard it because he pushed the girl away from him and looked at me with wide eyes.

"Ivy?" He asked and ran over to me.

"How could you do this to me!" I cried out, tears streaming down my face. "I was coming to tell you that I broke up with Randy so I could be with you!" I yelled at him.

"It's not what you think…" He started but I cut him off.

"That is so fricken cliché, Jeff. You're so stupid. I can see that we would have never worked since you would cheat on me." I screamed at him and ran outside to the car I got here in. I got in and drove out of the driveway quickly and pulled onto the road. I didn't know where I was going, but I know that I want to be away from where it hurt to be.

Jeff's POV

I ran out after Ivy. Beth had come over to talk to me today and she had pushed me against the wall and kissed me. I hadn't kissed her back, but apparently Ivy had thought differently. I love Ivy and would never ever hurt her. I ran to my car and got in, following her. I did not want to see her get hurt or do anything stupid that could get her in jail.

"Ivy, please don't do anything stupid." I muttered. I followed Matt's old car because apparently Ivy and Matt had planned this. My hands were shaking as I saw her screech to a stop right before a red light. I pulled up behind her and honked the horn. She looked back and flicked me off.

"I hate you." She mouthed and then pressed on the gas, speeding under the now green light. I sighed and wished that it wasn't seven o'clock in the morning. It was way too earlier for a chase after the one I love. I shook my head and whipped my face with my hand. I looked down at it in shock; I hadn't realized that I had been crying.

I saw Ivy a couple cars ahead of me. I suddenly got a bad feeling in my stomach and immediately realized that Ivy was going to get hurt. I saw her drive through a green light but then another car came from her left side and crashed into her. My heart stopped and I quickly got out of the car. "Ivy!" I yelled. I tried to get to her, but someone stopped me.

"Buddy, you have to let the police and ambulance get that." A big buff man was trying to hold me back. I let out a cry and sat on the ground. I ground the heels of my hands into my eyes, trying to block out all the bad things that I thought would happen. I felt people all around me but all I wanted was Ivy to be with me. I wanted to kiss her, to hold her in my arms, to tell her that I love her.

Soon there were policemen and medical men here and I was by the ambulance side, looking on as they tried to get Ivy out of the car. The other driver wasn't badly hurt, but he sure looked like he was in a rush. I about cussed him out if it wasn't for the fact that their had been policemen dragging off to be questioned.

"Please tell me that she will be alright?" I asked. One of the medical women looked up at me, sympathy in her eyes.

"I don't know sir. But we will have to bring her to the hospital." I sighed and whipped my face again. They put Ivy on a stretcher and brought her into the ambulance and I got in after her.

"Jeff." I heard her mutter. I kissed her cheek.

"I love you, Ivy." I told her before they made me sit down and crowded around her, doing things to her. I sat there and hoped and prayed to God that she will be all right.

"Please help her. I don't want to see her die. I don't think I will be able to live without her." I whispered, looking up to the sky. I just hope that God heard me. I hope with all my heart that she will be okay.