I knew it'd be a while before I updated, but I didn't think it'd take this long! Now that I have school and homework and oboe lessons and marching band, I'm busy! I'm so sorry! I wish I could update more! But I get writer's block, too! *coughcough Our Revenge cough Underworld Master's Vengeance coughcough* Anyhoo, please enjoy this chapter! This might be the last chapter, unless you want an after story. But enjoy it, it'll be more like the PV. C:

My worst nightmare has come true. The picture Bruno took at his party was now all over the internet. Facebook, Tumblr, Twitter, everywhere. And I'm 100% positive he sent it to people via text message along with it. I doubt there's a person I know that's seen it. I've never been more embarrassed in my life, not of the action, but the fact that people are making such a big deal out of it. It makes me look like a whore, if a whore was in a committed relationship with the only boy she's ever liked.

As I logged off my laptop, I heard my cellphone vibrate on my desk. I checked the caller ID. It was my mom.

"Hello?" I answered.


My mom saw the picture. Crap. Now she really has a reason to hate Len.

"Mom, let me explain-"

"You're not explaining anything. You are coming home is what you're doing. And you're breaking up with Len."

"What? No! Mom, it wasn't like that! You weren't there, you didn't know what was going on!"

"I know enough. I'm not letting you get a reputation of a slut. Especially at a school as good as this one. You've soiled yourself. You're coming home until next year. End of conversation."

She hung up. That blasted little bleeeeeeep kept ringing in my ear. Break up with Len? I can't do that! After five years together, I can't just break up with him. I might loose him forever. I can't do it...


"Are you sure it's such a good idea for you to come and help me bring my stuff home?" I asked Len from the passenger seat of his car.

"Hey, you couldn't do it by yourself. And it gives me an excuse to come home."

"But my mom hates you again."

"My parents still like you."

"Yeah, but they never had a problem with me. I don't think you've noticed, but your parents are more easygoing than mine. They assumed it's just a regular teenage thing or a dare. My parents think I'm a slut."

"Rin, you know that's not true," Len reassured as he grabbed my hand, caressing the back with his thumb.

"I'm afraid of how they'll react. My mom wanted me to break up with you."

"I'm glad you didn't."

When Len pulled up my driveway, the whole mood instantly changed. It seemed cloudier and more gray over my house then it did across the street. We got out of the car, lifting some boxes and walking up to my front door. With one box in hand, I managed to open the door.

"I'm home," I called quietly. I was too scared to see what was going to happen. Thankfully, no one answered. Len and I headed up the stairs and down the hallway to my bedroom. I opened the door and my parents were sitting on my bed. Oh no.

"Rin," my dad greeted in a monotone voice.

"Dad. Mom," I greeted back, setting the box down on the floor.

"Why is he here?" my mom asked.

"Someone needed to help me unpack all my stuff. And Len lives closer than any of my other friends. He seemed like the right choice."

"I told you to-"

"I know what you told me!" I snapped. "But I'm not! You had no idea what was going on, and you weren't even there. So, don't even try to judge Len again." I grabbed the box Len was carrying, and set it down next to the other. I tried to give him a signal to go get more boxes, and he understood. He quickly went back outside to get more boxes.

"We thought we could trust you," Dad started, "We thought you wouldn't do anything like that since you didn't in high school."

"Oh, so now I'm untrustworthy? We didn't do anything! All we did was kiss!"

"Not according to the picture," he said.

"Really? Because that's all we were doing. You should've seen what others kids were doing."

"I don't care what others kids were doing. I care about you. And I won't have my daughter doing those things."

"I hate having to do this again, but you can't see Len anymore."

"No! Mom, that's not fair!"

"I don't care. You may not be fourteen anymore, but you're still my daughter. I'm not having you be this way."

"But Mom-"

"No, Rin. I mean it, and that's final. No more Len."

That's when Len walked through the door once again. He had two boxes in his hands and set them down. Once he saw my parents faces he froze in fear. My dad got up, shooed him out of the house and got the rest of my stuff from the car before Len drove away.

Len...my Len.

Why can't we just be together?

As I stared out the window, I kept my eye on the tiny car, and as it got smaller and smaller, tears began to gently stream down my face like raindrops on a window pane.

"Len..." I whispered to myself.

My dad came back into my room with the rest of my things and sat back down on the bed. Both of my parents sat on my bed, just staring at me. I could feel their eyes, satisfied and depressed at the same time.

"Get out..." I said quietly.

"What was that, honey?" my mom asked.

"I said get out," I said louder and bitterly.

That time they heard me, they cautiously got up and left my bedroom, leaving the door wide open. As soon as I heard their feet go down the stairs, I ran to my door and slammed it shut. I placed my back against the flat, smooth wood of my door and slid down into a ball, crying into my knees. Why can't Len and I just be a normal couple that goes to the movies and goes bowling and stuff like that? Why can't the two of us just listen to our song forever? Why do we always end up getting pulled away from each other? Len, I've loved him so much all these years.

I cried and cried all night long. When it started getting around 10:30, I went to my closet to put on something to go to bed in. I hadn't unpacked anything, and I really didn't feel like it. I searched through all the garments and memories from high school flooded back. I found the purple dress Dad bought me for my 14th birthday. I remember wearing it to homecoming with Len. And I remember my white skinny jeans from the open mic night. And I found the orange tank top I wore on my "first date."

Then I came across something I never wore, but brought back a lot of memories. It was that short, blue dress with the black lace I bought while with Gumi. I put that on since I never wore it. I went into the bathroom to get a look at myself. It fit, but not how I thought. I had gotten curvier since high school, and my chest did get bigger, but it was a bit too short now. Oh well, my mom thinks I'm a slut, I might as well live up to the title.

As I was trying to keep my skirt from riding up, I heard a small knock on my window. I know that knock, I know it anywhere. Len! I hurried to the window and opened it.

"You came back!" I happily whispered.

"Of course I came back," he whispered in reply. "There's no way I'm letting my girl get away." He quietly slipped in through the window and stood next to it, while I sat on the edge of my bed. He peered at my body, seeing what I was wearing.

"Nice dress," he said with a smile.


We both smiled at each other, just peering into each other's eyes. Soon, our smiles began to fade, and became expressions of lust. He started towards me slowly, getting on top of me. I could feel the mattress underneath my head, and could feel him breathing. Even though the situation seemed to move in slow motion, I don't remember seeing him coming on top of me. One minute I was sitting, the next I'm stuck in his grasp. I don't know if I'm ready for this. I'm scared. A tear slowly escaped my eye, and streamed down my face, resulting in Len wiping it away.

"Rin, are you okay?" he asked with his sweet smile.

"I..." I began, but was cut off from Len kissing me. My eyes went completely wide, I was sure that they'd pop out of my head. He pulled away, just staring into my eyes.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. Are you okay?"

Looking into his eyes, I couldn't help myself, either. My lustful grin grew back, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close to me.


"Shush. I want you, Len." I slipped off his jacket, and started unbuttoning his shirt, his slightly toned chest exposed. Once he got the idea, he smiled again playful. He went back on top of me, wrapping his arms around my waist, pressing his chest against mine.

"I'm glad to hear that." He presses his lips to mine. I smile as he kisses me, and I wrap my legs around his waist. After a few dozen minutes, I realize what I'm doing, and push him slightly off me.

"Len, what are we doing?"

"I don't know." He shook his head. Hearing my tone of voice, he slowly got back off me once again, and I sat up, laying my head on his shoulder.

"Why can't we just be a normal couple?" I ask.

"Because we're not a normal couple. Normal couples need normal people. And you're not normal. You're extraordinary." I smile then peck his lips sweetly. "Rin, there's something I need to ask you."

"What is it?"

Len reaches into his pants pocket and brings out a small black box. My eyes twinkle with romance at the sight of him opening the box. Inside was a silver ring of white gold and 3 diamonds. A larger one in the middle of two smaller ones.

"Will you marry me?"

I placed both of my hands over my mouth. Len was proposing to me! He was really proposing. The ring sparkled in the moonlight peeking through my window, and I reach towards it slowly. I hesitate, and pull my hand back.

"What's the matter?"

What was the matter? Why did I pull back? Len's the best guy ever. I'm totally in love with him, and he loves me back. What am I afraid of? We were just having such a romantic moment, and he made it better.

"I don't know..." I whispered. Len put the box back in his pocket.

"Rin, if you're not ready-"

"It's not that!" I interrupt. "It's just...I don't know. Nothing is. But, I feel...this is so hard to explain."

"Nothing's wrong?"

"No, everything's fine." I reach into his pocket and take the ring out, placing it on my own finger. Len gave me an aghast look, but it soon turned into a small smile. He grabbed my hands with his and held them close to him.

"So you will?" he asked full of happiness. I nodded my head, mimicking his expression. "Rin, your parents..."

"Forget them. I love you, and that's what really matters. I'll live with you. We can get married, and live together forever."

As the words left my lips, Len let go of my hands and went back to the window and crawled through. Where is he going? Did I freak him out? I quickly followed him to the window, and saw him ready to catch me if I fell. I giggled at the sight, and jumped out of my window, landing in his arms roughly. We hug for a while, then he lets me go and slips his hand into mine.

"You ready to go?" he asks.

"Yes." I say.

The two of us run. We didn't know where to. Just somewhere where the two of us can be together. It didn't matter. I'm engaged, and no drab place could spoil my happiness. I'm going to be with the man I love for the rest of my life.

And that's all that matters.