I didn't have much inspiration for this chapter, and I have to say that the lack of reviews did not help at all =[ But here it is. The last chapter! it's a pretty long one so I hope this makes up for how long I've kept you all waiting! XD

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I walked out of the room, the paper clutched tightly in my hand, ready to show Sarah what I had written. It was a song, the song I would sing at the party. I wanted her opinion and hoped I hadn't lost all chance of getting it.

It was quite late now so I was trying to be as quiet as I could, tiptoeing through the corridor to Sarah's room. I noticed that the door was slightly open and there was a light on inside, so maybe she was still awake. I got closer and could see through the small gap, sat on her bed. As I was about to push open the door I heard something that confused me. Someone was crying. But it wasn't Sarah, I could see her and she wasn't crying at all. I leaned down more towards the gap to get a better view of the room, but still I couldn't see who was crying.

"Its alright. Im sure everything will be fine." Sarah whispered across the room. Who was she talking to?

"You don't understand Sarah." Chris? What was Chris doing in Sarah's room? Crying in Sarah's room? Apart from my Dad, I had never heard a man cry before. "I told her I loved her, and she ran away from me. She didn't want to hear it, and I could see her starting to cry. Am I really that awful?"

"Your not awful at all, she's just really confused right now." Hell yeah! "She was sure you didn't feel anything for her at all. I know her so well, she probably thinks your just saying it so she'll stay."

"But that's not why I said it. I mean, I really do love her, but I wasn't sure how to tell her before, I don't want to mess things up with her."

Oh my god! Sarah was right! But now I had totally messed things up. What the hell was I supposed to do now?

My leg had decided to pick that moment to go numb, which made me fall slightly against the door. I prayed that they hadn't noticed, and cringed when Sarah looked up. Her eyes met mine briefly before she turned back to the other side of the room, to where I assume Chris was.

I thought she was going to tell him I was there, but she didn't speak for a few seconds. "You still have time."

"I don't, after tomorrow she'll be gone and I will have lost her fo…" He stopped and coughed slightly. "Forever."

"There's always time!" She glanced my way again, probably trying to work out a plan. "I've got it! She'll still be awake now so I'll so sort something out. I wont be long, and then we'll work something out for you." She jumped up off the bed and practically jumped to the door as well, pulling it open only slightly so she didn't reveal me sat on the floor in front of the door. "What are you doing?" She whispered frantically, pulling me up and pushing me towards my room. The door swung open and slammed shut as she pushed me fully into the room.

"I wasn't doing anything."

"I mean with your life Lucy." There was a long pause. She was obviously waiting for me to say something, but I couldn't think of anything to say. What was I doing with my life? It was a very good question. "Please tell me it isn't true. Tell me you didn't run away from him when he said he loved you. Tell me your not leaving."

I could feel a few tears starting to trickle down my cheeks, but I didn't care. "Im no good at lying." I reminded her.

"But…why? Why did you run? Why are you leaving? Why Lucy?"

"I don't belong here."

"But you do!" She stopped, clearly seeing that I didn't believe her. "You don't see it do you?"

I slumped down to the floor, the forgotten piece of paper still clutched in my hand. "See what?"

"You two." She sat down next to me, crossing her legs to get comfortable. "I notice things. Your so much more open than you normally are, so much more happy. Your glowing Luce, your better settled here than you ever have been back home."

"But I don't want to here with him now. I just don't feel right."

She takes my hand and squeezes it gently in hers. "Your falling again. I can tell. "

"I don't want to!" Oh my god. Did I actually just stamp me feet? My breath was coming out in shuddering gasps now as I tried to hold back tears.

"Its not like last time, he wont hurt you." Sarah pulls me towards her, and wraps her arms around me.

"You don't know that."

"But I do! You really don't see it do you? He adores you Lucy Harris. And its not because your Rose's Mom. Its because your you. I know how tempting it is to run away from the unexpected, and it's good for avoiding things, but the problem is that you end up avoiding yourself. Avoiding people you love. You end up avoiding life. And I wont let you do that Lucy. I wont let that happen because of one stupid idiots mistake."

I opened my mouth to reply, then shut it. Opened it again, and shut it again. I must have looked like a bloody fish, but none of my come-backs seemed viable now.

She was right. I was running away, and I shouldn't be. Because I would be running away from something good, and dragging rose down with me. It wasn't fair. I couldn't to it.

Sarah's voice broke through the surface of my thoughts, bringing me back to reality. "Do you finally get it Luce?" I look up and nod, not too sure whether my voice has returned to me or not. "Right, good. Get in there." She moves to pull me up but I push myself backwards automatically. I look down at the paper in my hand and screw it up.

"Can we sort this tomorrow? Im kinda tired, and its gonna be busy tomorrow so we all need some sleep."

For a moment she looked like she was about to argue with me and drag me in there anyway, but then she yawned. "Ok you win, Im tired too. But we will sort this tomorrow, don't think your getting out of it that easily." She pulls herself up and walked out of the room, yawning again before she shuts the door.

I wasn't tired at all. In fact, I was far from tired, my head was spinning so fast I thought I was gonna take off any second now. I needed to talk to Chris again but I knew if I did I would just end up making a mess of things. So instead, I went back to my vanity table and started to write him a letter. A long letter, explaining everything.

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"Lucy." Sarah's voice breaks through my dreamless sleep and I lift my head up off the desk. For a moment I wonder why Im here and not in my bed, and then I the events of last night run through my head. There are screwed up pieces of paper all around me, full of words that have no meaning. I remember, I was trying to write something. A letter to Chris. But nothing felt right, nothing said what I wanted to say properly. I was usually so good at this. "Luce, where are you?" I stood to leave as I uncurled the last piece of paper, but stopped once I started reading. This was it. This was perfect.

"In here Sarah." I shout back, still reading the words scribbled across the paper. It must have been late when I wrote this, my writing is only ever that terrible when Im tired. But I can rewrite it so he can read it, its not a problem.

The door flies open and Sarah rushes in, a pile of stuff in her hand. I spin around and watch as she dumps everything on my bed and starts sorting out it. Dresses. Id completely forgotten that I hadn't picked one yet. I stand to join her and my breath catches in my chest. There are three dresses on the bed, all in Chris's colours.

"Did you really think I didn't notice the way you were looking at these? I know you well enough to know you were freaked." Sarah doesn't look up as she straightens out the fabric, looking them all over as if she's making the decision for me. Lets face it, she probably is. She stands back when she's finished and keeps looking from me to the dresses. "Try that one." She points to the middle dress, which was my favourite of them all. It was a bustier ball gown, made with white iridescent satin in a simple but sophisticated design that I thought was perfect. On the right hand side below one of thin straps, a turquoise flower started off the pattern of glittering spangles and beads. 3 curling lines of the beads started close together under the flower, spreading as they reached further down the dress.

Sarah had picked out a pair of shoes to go with the dress, and they matched perfectly. They were white and had a tiny beaded flower at the ends of the straps. Simple but perfect.

I take the dress and the shoes into my dressing room and slip them on, being careful not to pull any of the bead off the dress. When I emerge to show Sarah, she's disappeared. As I cross the room to wait for her I glance briefly at the clock hung on my wall.

That has got to be wrong!

According to that, the party is starting in 5 minutes. I've been asleep for the whole day! Did no one even try to wake me up?

Sarah reappears moments later, fully dressed with Rose close behind her.

"Mum! Sarah told me not to wake you she said she'd sort you out but I did want to wake you up cos I was dead excited and I couldn't wait for the party and people are arriving now and…" Sarah puts her hand across rose's mouth, silencing her.

"Remember what we said about breathing when we speak Rose, it has to be done." She turns her attention back to me now, looking at me with her eyes wide. "I have no time to sort out my hair now, can you please help!"

I laugh and with a flick of my wrist, her hair springs up into curls around her face. Tiny silver flowers that match the ones on her dress stand out against her dark hair. She looks amazing. I do my own curly too, but with a simply headband holding back the curls from my face.

"Ok, lets go, we're gonna be late for our own party!" Rose grabs my hand and pulls me out of the door, dragging me along the hallway. I can hear music playing softly and people talking already, and I know that we should have been there earlier! She slows down as we approach the stairs leading to the main hall. Time to look grown up and in control.

Rose goes down first, meeting a group of girls at the bottom that I assume are her friends. The knot in my stomach tightens. If I take her away, she'll lose them. Could I do that? I push the thoughts to the back of my mind and plaster a smile across the face, walking down the stairs as gracefully as I can. Chris meets me at the bottom. He takes my hand and kisses it softly, never taking his eyes off mine. I feel a blush rising across my cheeks and try to move away but he still holds onto my hand. "I have to go, Rose wanted to ask me something." It sounds like a lame excuse, even to me, but I had to get away. He was making me feel awkward.

I push through the crowd, not looking back and trying to forget that look on his face. Its my daughters birthday, I have other things to think about than Chris.

I get halfway across the room when I feel someone grab hold of my hand. I didn't turn around, thinking it was Chris again.

Jareth stepped in front of me, his hand still holding onto mine. "Its customary for the host to dance with a guest you know. Especially when its me." He smirked and placed my hand on his shoulder, taking hold of my free hand ready to dance.

"Sarah's round here somewhere, and Rose too, isn't it better to dance with the birthday girl? I mean its their party after all and I have stuff to do." I pulled away and continued walking to the opposite side of the room. Sarah had done the typical aboveground thing, she'd actually had a stage set up for the music. that's where I was going now, it was time for me to sing. If I did it now at least then I could get it over and done with, I wouldn't have to think about it then.

I practically jumped up the steps and took my position in the middle of the stage. Rose was suddenly at my side, her eyes as wide as her smile. "I don't want you to sing that other one now, I've picked a different one." She clicked her fingers and music started playing. Beauty and the Beast. I recognised it of course, but how did she know it? Reading my puzzled expression she answered. "I remember watching it when I was little, Sarah always watched it with me and I loved it, please can you sing this one?" I smiled and hugged her tight.

"Of course Ill sing it." I drop a kiss onto her forehead and she laughs a little, looking over at her friends. Im embarrassing her, so I let her wriggle away from me ad join them in front of the stage.

I click my fingers and the music starts again. I feel nervous with everyone watching but I shouldn't. I've sung in front of more people than this before, why is this such a big deal?

(A/N. Chris is singing too in this song if you remember my previous A/N, so his singing is in bold and Lucy's is in italics, ok? Good!)

Tale as old as time.

True as it can be.

Barely even friends,

Than somebody bends,

Unexpectedly.

Sarah is smiling at me crazily. She's up to something.

Just a little change,

I turn and see Chris standing at the other side of the stage, singing. He's looks at me and smiles before he continues.

Small, to say the least,

Both a little scared,

Neither one prepared.

Beauty and the Beast.

Ever just the same.

Ever a surprise

Ever as before,

Ever just as sure,

As the sun will rise.

Ever just the same.

Ever a surprise .

Ever as before,

Ever just as sure,

As the sun will rise.

I try to walk off the stage but Rose and Sarah are waiting for me at the side, ready to push me back on. They do and I spin across the stage till Im standing right next to Chris. He puts his arm around my waist and turns me to look out towards the audience. Im frozen in place, but Im not sure if its because I don't want to move, or if I just cant. He stand behind me with one arm still around my waist, and I see Rose smiling at us from the side of the stage.

Tale as old as time

Tune as old as song.

Bittersweet and strange,

Finding you can change,

Learning you were wrong.

That's the message they want me to hear. That's why Rose picked this song, with some help from Sarah Im guessing. I put my hand on Chris's and our fingers interlock. His other arm wraps around my waist too and holds me against him.

Im safe in his arms, close to his heart.

Certain as the sun,

Certain as the sun,

Rising in the east.

Tale as old as time.

Song as old as rhyme.

Beauty and the beast.

I hear Chris laughing softly in my ear before be pulls on my hand, spins me round a few times, and then pulls me back to him. He lifts my arms to they're linked around his neck, and wraps his arms once more around my waist.

Tale as old as time.

Song as old as rhyme.

Beauty and the beast.

We still have our arms around each other, and neither of us show any signs of letting the other go.

So obviously someone has to ruin it.

"I hope Im not too much of a beast Lucy." Jareth takes me hand and pulls me away from Chris. "For you are definitely the Beauty."

Could he be any more arrogant right now?!

"Jareth, I…" I start to reply, but as I look behind him I can see Chris walking quickly out of the room. "…Have to go." I leave him there on the stage and make my way across the room, practically having to fight my way through people.

"Luce!" Sarah catches my arm before I get to the door. "Where are you going? The party's in here, your gonna miss all the fun." She laughs.

"I have to go find Chris." I pull my arm free and run out of the room, hoping he hasn't gone far. I look in all the places I can think of but I cant find him anywhere.

And then it hits me. Why I cant find him. He doesn't want to be found. There's nothing I can do now apart from going back and waiting for him, but as I turn to go back to the party I walk straight into the door to Calandra's room. I smile and push the door open. Chris doesn't notice me. He's stood by the window staring out into the garden. Should I wait till he notices me? Or should I just start talking now. Ill wait.

It doesn't take long. He turns around and starts walking over to the bed, stopping when he see's me stood at the door still.

"Isn't your boyfriend waiting?" He sits on the edge of the bed and looks at me.

I roll my eyes and take a few steps towards him. "He's not my boyfriend."

"Whatever." He lays down and turns away from me.

"Chris!"

"What?!"

"Don't be like this." I walk slowly across the room trying to work out in my head what I want to say. Well I know what I want to say, I just don't know how. I stand in front of the window and look at him. He doesn't turn away.

"Why not?!"

I've decided I don't like it when he's angry, when he shouts it just makes me shout too. "Because I love you, you idiot!" That probably wasn't the best way to say it! I spin around so I don't have to look at him, because I have a feeling that he's just going to throw it back in my face. Just like I did.

He doesn't, quite the opposite in fact. I hear him moving around, thinking that he probably leaving the room. But then I feel him taking hold of my hand and pulling me towards him. I spin straight into his arms. Chris smiles and lifts my arms up to put around his neck, as he did before. His arms wrap around me waist as he buries his head in my hair. I can feel his hot breath tickling my neck and I think that if he hadn't been holding me up, I could have melted into a puddle on the floor. He was the only person to ever make me feel like this.

And I liked it that way.

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There are many paths in life. There's the right path - where you stay in school, go to college, get a fantastic job, get married, have children and live happily ever after.

And then there's my path, where I found myself 14 and pregnant and I realized "I have to get a job, I have to raise a kid and being me, I have to do it all by myself." It wasn't easy, and giving her up was even harder. I told myself it had to be done if I wanted to keep my life.

But the thing with my path was, when I reached the end, I turned around and realized I'd actually ended up right where I wanted to be.

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Hope you liked reading it! I definitely enjoyed writing it! Pleease review and let me know what you think. Even if you didn't like it!