Some Kind Of Wonderful

Chapter ten: Guilty until Proven Innocent!


Two uniformed police officers walked straight past the detective and moved to Jaiden's side. They pulled him up to his feet placing handcuffs on his wrists.

"Jaiden Callaway, I'm arresting you on suspicion of rape..."

Jaiden's blue eyes widened as he looked around his family. "W-what?" Jaiden sputtered struggling against the two police officers. "Get off me I didn't rape anybody."

Isabelle and Jordan jumped up from the table. "Wait a second, Detective; there's got to be some kind of a mistake. My son is not a rapist." Isabelle barked.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but the allegation against your son state different." The detective said glancing at Jaiden who paled visibly.

"It's bullshit, I didn't rape anybody." He retorted.

"We're going to take you down to the station, and take your statement." Detective Truman said. "Take him away." He gestured to the two officers who nodded.

"No wait, you can't just take him. It's not true, my brothers NOT a rapist. He would never do such a thing." Leila cried jumping to her feet.

"Miss, I suggest you calm down." Detective Truman said holding out his hands when Leila took a step closer to Jaiden.

"Don't tell me calm down, he's just a kid you can't take him!" She shrieked trying to get to Jaiden who was being pulled out of the door.

"MOM...DAD." Jaiden yelled looking back. "I DIDN'T DO IT, I SWEAR!"

Isabelle gasped and clamped her hand over her mouth shaking her head vigorously. "Jaiden, we believe you. We're right behind you son. Don’t talk to anybody until I get your attorney there. We'll fix this, I promise." Jordan assured his son.

Isabelle nodded her head unable to speak in that moment. Tears fell from her eyes as she watched her baby boy being taken away. She felt the last of her breath leave her lungs before she collapsed into her husband's arms.

"Baby, it's okay. Shh. It's all gonna be okay." Jordan consoled his wife.

"How is it going to be okay? He's being accused of rape...RAPE!" Isabelle shrieked.

Jordan closed his eyes taking in a deep breath. "Isabelle, we know Jaiden isn't capable of doing something like this. Our son is NOT a rapist." Jordan said firmly. Isabelle sniffled.

"I don’t understand why would someone accuse him of...of rape, what kind of person lies about a thing like that?" Leila asked between sobs. "He's just a kid."

Dayne took his sister into his arms trying to soothe her. Isabelle looked up at Jordan who visibly stiffened. "There are a lot of desperate people out there; they would go to any length to get their hands on some quick cash." Dayne told his sister, anger edging his voice.

"Dayne's right, but we have to get going. I'm going to call an attorney; we're going to fix this." Jordan said and walked off.

Dayne, Isabelle and Leila stood in the foyer unsure of what to do.

****


"For the last time I didn’t rape anybody." Jaiden said tiredly running his fingers through his hair.

Detective Truman sighed rubbing his temples. "I'm going to ask you again Mr Callaway, What was your relationship with Miss Lana Delfino?"

"We didn't have a relationship. I met her at a party; we went back to her dorm room and had sex. I left right after." Jaiden explained for the umpteenth time that evening.

"Right, so you're not denying having sexual intercourse with Miss Delfino?" detective Truman questioned.

Jaiden sighed. "No, I'm not denying that we had sex, what I am denying is having raped her. It was one hundred percent consensual." He explained.

"Alright, Mr Callaway, take a look at these pictures we took of Miss Delfino two days ago. This was the day she came forth pressing charges against you."

Jaiden rubbed his eyes, leaning forward he took a look at the pictures set out in front of him and gasped. "Holy shit, I did NOT do that to her. She didn’t have a single scratch on her body when I left her. Well, maybe only those hickeys but that’s it, I swear." He said looking down at the blonde who was now covered in bruises, a busted lip and a swollen left cheek.

"Jaiden...!" Jordan said sternly.

"So you're telling me when you left Miss Delfino she was perfectly fine, no scratches no bruises?"

"Look, all I did was, have sex and leave. I wasn't aware that I was breaking any laws. I didn’t beat her or force her into doing anything she didn't want to do." Jaiden said through his clenched teeth.

"Alright, I think my client has answered all your questions. It's been four hours I think he needs a break." The attorney said ending the interview.

Jaiden sighed in relief; he had been stuck in a tiny room for four hours with no food and a thumping headache.

"Fine," Detective Truman sighed. "We're done here until further notice. You'll be escorted to your cell until we can figure out your bail conditions."

"What, how long for?" Jaiden asked with a horrified look.

"We're not sure; these are serious allegations against you Mr Callaway. You have to understand that we must handle a case like this very seriously. Just because your rich and a celebrity doesn’t mean you get a jail free card." Jaiden raked his fingers through his hair.

"Jesus Christ, I haven’t done anything wrong. She's lying why, the hell would I need to rape a girl when I could get it elsewhere without even making an effort?"

"Mr Callaway we must see to every aspect of this case."

"What aspects, we had sex, that’s all. She's just trying to make a name for herself by accusing me of something I didn’t even do." Jaiden retorted angrily.

"Jaiden, it's important you stay calm. We will figure this out. If Miss Delfino is lying we will find out. She will slip up sooner or later." The attorney informed him placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

At the moment they walked out of the interview room. Isabelle, Leila and Dayne were all in the hallway waiting. Isabelle was pacing frantically.

Jaiden stopped when he saw his mother in disarray, "Jaiden..." she gasped and rushed towards him.

"Mom," Jaiden said allowing Isabelle to fly into his arms and embrace him tightly.

"Oh god, are you okay? You look so pale, have they fed you?" she asked pulling his dark hair away from his eyes.

"I'm fine mom, I'm just tired." He said with a small assuring smile.

"Oh honey, you can rest when we go home." Isabelle said with her own teary smile.

Jaiden dropped his eyes from hers. "I'm not coming home mom. I can't."

"What do you mean you’re not coming home?"

Jordan stepped closer to his wife. "They're not releasing him yet, Isabelle. He'll have to stay while they investigate the case further."

Isabelle blinked shaking her head. "N-no, they can’t take him away. He's innocent. He's just a child for Christ sakes. Its lies, its all lies, my son is NOT a rapist you hear me?" Isabelle yelled taking a step towards the officers who held Jaiden.

Jordan pulled Isabelle back to him and held her against him. "Baby, it’s going to be okay. He's innocent and it will be proven sooner or later." Jordan explained as they began taking Jaiden away.

Isabelle sniffled. "Jordan, no... He's my little boy; they can't take him, they CAN'T!" She cried trying to chase after her son. "Jordan, do something!" she crumbled helplessly into his arms sobbing when Jaiden disappeared behind bars.

"There's nothing I can do baby. I tried everything; it's in the hands of the law now." Jordan said trying to soothe a broken Isabelle.

"Daddy, how long will he be locked up?" Leila asked also in tears.

"A few days, or maybe a week or so, it all depends on how long the investigation takes."

"God damn it, there's gotta be something we can do?" Dayne said pacing the pale corridor. "What if we find this girl and offer her money or something?" he suggested.

Isabelle looked up at Jordan at the mention of that idea. "Jordan, Dayne has a point. If this comes out in the papers Jaiden's life will be ruined. He'll get refused from every single college."

"Baby, Jaiden's innocent and that will be proven. If we pay this girl off it will make him seem guilty. And who's to say that after we pay this girl she won't go to the press anyway."

"God damn, I have a right mind to go and find that slut and rip her head off." Leila stated angrily.

"Come on, let's go home. We're no good standing around here." Jordan said ushering everyone out but Isabelle shook her head.

"I don’t wanna leave him."

"Baby, he'll be fine. I made sure that’s he's comfortable and protected." Jordan assured his wife who still looked reluctant.

"I feel like I'm abandoning him." she mumbled helplessly.

"Honey, you're not abandoning him. There's no point sitting around here. You can't see him anyway." Isabelle agreed half-heartedly allowing her husband to take her away.

***

The rain was poring that evening in California; it hadn’t stopped bucketing for hours which was unusual.

Leila couldn’t stand being at home without Jaiden. The house seemed empty and cold; Dayne had been called away by his mother a few hours ago. Leila's parents went out to Josh and Kelly's to try and figure out how to get Jaiden out.

Which left Leila at home feeling completely alone and miserable, she sat in her room for a while watching the rain pour out of the darkened sky.

She sighed looking at her cell phone sitting on the windowsill beside her. Reaching out she gently picked it up, flipping through the numbers until it stopped at one. 'Chase'. She bit her lip, her finger itching to press the call button just to hear his voice once again.

Leila held her breath as she held the phone to her ear. It rang once, twice three times.

"Hello?" His voice chimed in her ears. She closed her eyes opening her mouth to say something...anything but couldn’t, the words seemed to get lodged in her throat.

"Hello?" Chase said again his voice deep and heavy. Tears streamed down Leila's cheeks, she sniffled quietly. Chase went quiet for a moment.

"Who is this?" He asked guardedly. Leila shook her head and hung up holding the phone to her chest.

She missed him; it was driving her crazy thinking about him. Was he thinking about her? Why hasn’t he called? Does he miss her as much as she misses him? Why hadn’t she realised before how big of a part Chase was in her life?

She needed to see him, even if it was from a far. She had to be closer to him somehow.

Determined she hurriedly grabbed her keys and dashed out of the house. Not thinking about the pouring rain, she drove to Chase's apartment building.

Twenty minutes later Leila was sitting outside Chase's apartment. She had gotten out of the car not caring that she was getting soaked and settled herself under a tree looking up at his window.

It was dark.

Was he home? Was he with Nicole?

Those thoughts tore her up inside, she needed him. To feel his arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly against him, his deep voice whispering comforting words in her ears.

Why was it so hard, why is she feeling so confused about her feelings for Chase?

Leila pulled her legs to her chest, her blue eyes rimmed red and pooled with tears while she gazed up at his window. If only she had the courage to knock on his door and tell him she was sorry.

The light to his living room came on. Leila felt her heart race when the balcony's door opened and Chase stepped out. He was home

The night was still warm, so was the rain. Chase looked up at the sky, resting himself on the doorframe. He was only in a pair of light blue ripped jeans which hung low on his hips. His dark hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail as he sipped his beer.

He was breathtaking without even trying.

Leila continued to watch him, her tears flowing freely down her cheeks mixing with the rain. By now Leila was completely drenched but she didn’t care. She just had to see him, even if he didn’t see her.

That last thought died in Leila's mind when Chase's eyes snapped down from the sky and settled on her. He saw her and he was looking right back at her.

He frowned and pushed off the doorframe he was resting on to move closer to the railing. His eyes widened when he realised it was Leila sitting on a wall under a tree completely soaked.

Everything after that happened so fast. One second Leila was looking up at him on his balcony and the next he was running towards her.

"Leila?" He called out over the shattering rain. "What the hell are you doing out here, you're soaked?" He said taking a hold of her shoulders.

Leila didn’t say anything she only gazed into his soft brown eyes. Those same brown eyes that held such anger in them the last time she saw him.

Chase watched her closely as she opened her mouth to speak but closed it again. "What's wrong?" Chase asked recognising the look in her eyes.

"Jaiden's been arrested." Leila mumbled dropping her gaze from his.

Chase nodded. "I know Dayne called me earlier. Come on let's go inside before you get sick." He said taking her hand and leading her to his apartment.

Leila shivered when the cool air of his air conditioned apartment hit her wet flesh. She had been in that apartment more times than she can count but somehow it felt different.

The tension in the room was as thick as fog. Something had changed and they were both aware of it.

Chase returned from the bathroom holding two towels, handing one to Leila he used one to dry himself off. "You better get out of those clothes." Chase said quietly drying his damp hair.

Leila looked at him, her blue eyes wide and unblinking. "You're going to get sick Leila, you're soaked. Go change into something of mine."

Leila stood rooted to her spot, her eyes never leaving his. Chase held her gaze looking into those piercing blue orbs that manages to catch his breath everytime.

Outside a loud rumble of thunder shattered the silence in the house making Leila jump. A second later a bright flash of lightning lit up the darkened sky causing the lights to flicker on and off a few times before completely going out.

Leila blinked a few times allowing her eyes to adjust to the dark room. She sensed something shift in front of her. "Chase?" she whispered into the silence her eyes darting around the room trying to make him out in the dark.

"I'm right here." He said just as quietly. He was standing close to her, so close Leila could feel the heat that was radiating off his body.

She swallowed hard trying to push aside that knotting feeling in her gut. "The powers must have gone out from the storm. Wait here, I'll go find a flash light and light us a fire." Chase told her before disappearing into the dark.

She could hear his shuffling around in the kitchen until he found a flash light. The small light lit up the room somewhat, giving Chase a little visibility to light the fireplace.

The fire came roaring to life in the fireplace giving the room a nice glow. Leila stood in her spot staring dumbly at the flames, wondering why she was feeling so awkward and jittery.

"Here, take the flashlight and go change. I'll make us some snacks." He said holding out the flash light to her with a tight lipped smile.

Leila nodded taking the light. "Thanks." She mumbled and slowly stalked off into the direction of Chase's bedroom.

A little while later Leila was dressed in dry clothes that were much too big for her. She slipped into a large blue t-shirt with the slogan' Kiss Me I'm Gorgeous' written across her chest and a comfortable pair of baggy sweatpants.

Chase was sitting in the living room, he had made a little carpet picnic in front of the fire. They used to have those all the time, they would stay up for hours drinking hot chocolate and talking about everything.

Leila couldn’t help but smile when she saw him peeling grapes for her knowing she doesn’t eat the skin. He looked so adorable sprawled lazily on the blanket, his hair still damp from the rain and his naturally tan body shimmering in the dim lighting.

Leila cocked her head to the side and studied him for a moment discreetly wondering what he would look like naked.

She shook her head of such thoughts and moved over to sit by Chase.

He chuckled when he saw her in his clothes. It wasn’t the first time but she always looked so cute yet so sexy in his clothes.

Leila looked at him with a frown when she heard his chuckle. "What?" she asked.

Chase shook his head, "Nothing, you look better in my clothes than I do." He said amused.

Leila flushed. "Shut up, I look like I'm wearing a parachute."

Chase laughed, "Nah, you look good in anything you wear." He said with a wide smile. Their eyes met holding each others gaze for a moment before Leila looked away.

"Uhhm, you didn't have to do all this." She said gesturing to the blanket filled with different snacks and two mugs of steaming hot chocolate.

"You kidding, it's been a while since we had a picnic like this. Beside's I haven’t exactly seen you much lately so..." he trailed off leaving the statement hanging.

Leila felt a pang in her heart at the tone of his voice. He sounded so rueful and dejected it made her cringe.

She decided not to respond; instead she took a sip from her mug and sighed. Chase did the same and soon the mugs were empty and snacks were eaten in a somewhat comfortable silence.

Chase emptied the blanket and now the two were lying down beside the fire, their bodies opposite each other, and heads side by side looking up at the cream ceiling.

"I'm sorry, Chase." Leila blurted out all of a sudden. Chase blinked and turned his head to look at her. He knew what she was apologising for but it was he who needed to apologise not her.

"You've got nothing to be sorry for Lei, if anyone should be apologising it's me. I was out of line. I had no right blowing up at you like that." He admitted turning his head and looking back up at the ceiling.

"No, you were right to be angry Chase. I should have told you about Adrian. It's just I was afraid of what you might think." she said after a long moment.

Chase looked at her again. "What do you mean; Adrian isn’t exactly the first guy you've dated."

"No, but he was the first one I genuinely liked. You know your opinion really matters to me. If I told you about Adrian and you told me you didn’t like him I would have dumped him, and I guess I just didn’t want that to happen."

Chase sighed. "Leila, I can't tell you who you should or shouldn’t be dating. But you should know this; in my eyes no guy will ever be good enough for you." he said quietly. 'Not even me.' he thought after a beat.

This time Leila turned her head and looked at him. "Ditto," she said quietly never taking her eyes off him.

Chase looked at her his brown eyes meeting blue. "I've really missed you, you know."

"I missed you too." she replied with a long sigh. "And I'm sorry for hitting you."

"Don't be, I deserved it. I was being an asshole." Chase admitted.

"Chase, why does it feel like, things have changed lately?" Leila asked looking at him.

Chase shrugged. "I don't know, babe. But things between us haven't been the same this past year."

"I know it seems we're always fighting. I'm afraid because it seems we're drifting further and further apart." Leila said biting her bottom lip.

Chase sighed a heavily but remained silent. He knew he was the one to blame for the struggle in their friendship. He did the one thing he swore he would never do. He fell in love with his best friend.

"Chase..." Leila's soft voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "Why did you kiss me that night?"

Chase froze, how the hell was he supposed to answer that?

"Um, I don't know. I was angry and I guess I wasn’t really thinking straight. I'm sorry if I freaked you out." he said earnestly.

"You didn’t freak me out, Chase. I was surprised and a little confused regarding why you would kiss me but I wasn’t mad about it." Chase met her eyes. "I wanted to be mad at you but I couldn’t, I can never bring myself to hate you regardless of what you do."

Chase felt his heart twist in his chest at her words. "I'm sorry for all the shit I've put you through over the years, Leila. I know it wasn’t easy sticking by me when I had all those problems but you did. If it wasn’t for you I would have been dead or seriously messed up in the head. You saved me so many times and I just keep screwing up and hurting you." he admitted dejectedly.

Leila shook her head. "I would do it all again in a heartbeat, Chase. I know you would never deliberately hurt me. I trust you more than I trust anyone else and I'm proud of how far you've come."

The apartment was dead silent; the only sound was the cracking of the fire. Chase smiled and lifted his head to place a gentle kiss on her forehead. Leila lifted her head at the same time and his lips grazed hers unintentionally

Leila froze for a split second when she felt his soft lips brush hers gently. Chase pulled back a little catching her eyes she didn’t seem mad or upset. The only emotion he could make out in her eyes was shock. She held his gaze carefully and so did he until somehow moments passed and the two's lips met once again in a sensual upside down kiss.

A series of quiet gasps and moans echoed in silent living room. Chase was the first to pull away from the kiss panting breathlessly, not that the kiss was hard or anything just that he couldn’t believe he was actually kissing Leila. After he somehow rolled over during the kiss he was now peeing at Leila who laying on her back upside down looking up at him.

Chase frowned suddenly while looking down at her face. Leila blinked confused at the way Chase was looking at her. What if he didn’t like the way she kissed? Was he regretting it?

"What's wrong?" Leila asked breathlessly.

Chase arched a brow. "Um, you look kinda weird from up here." He chuckled peering down at her.

Leila pouted. "What do you mean?"

"Well, you sort of look like an alien." He laughed his dimples showing.

Leila's brows shot up at his comment. She instantly sat and turned to face him. "Oh." she mumbled disappointedly.

Chase recognised the discontentment in voice and quickly tried to mend it. He opened his mouth to speak but Leila sprung up to her feet mumbling something about getting a drink. He sighed and smacked his forehead.

"Way to fuck up the moment, Chase." He mumbled to himself before he took off after her.

Leila filled her glass with water and threw in a few ice cubes to cool her down a little. Who knew that just kissing your best friend could get you all hot and bothered? Worst part of it was it didn’t feel weird.

She sipped her water dazedly. "Stupid, stupid, I kiss him back and he compares me to an alien? Way to embarrass yourself Leila." She mumbled shaking her head.

"Are you talking to yourself again?" Leila jumped five feet in the air almost choking on her water when Chase's deep voice interrupted her thoughts.

She looked back at him and could just about make out his form by the glow emitting from the living room. She silently thanked god it was dark so he couldn’t see her blushing like a pathetic teenager.

She cleared her throat. "You shouldn’t sneak up on people, especially in the dark." She said trying to make her voice sound less shaky.

Chase moved further into the kitchen closer to Leila. He was standing a few inches away from her and suddenly felt a boost of poise. "Why, are you scared?" he asked huskily inching closer to her.

"No." Leila croaked backing further into the counter she was leaning on.

"Good, cause you don’t have to be. I'm right here." He said quietly taking the glass from her hands. Leila's heart rate increased when she felt his fingers run down her arms. "I'll always be right here." He added pulling her against him.

Leila gasped softly, her hands pressed against his hard chest. His skin was so smooth to touch it made Leila quiver. "Chase, I..." She stopped and swallowed hard once his warm breath tickled her jaw.

"If I kissed you now, would you freak out?" Leila's eyes widened and she parted her lips. Truth was she wanted him to kiss her again. She could give herself to him completely and all it took was a little nod of her head.

Her heart was pounding soundly in her chest. She shook her head slightly, licking her lips.
Chase watched her closely, his dark eyes darting down to her lips before flickering up to her eyes again. He ran his fingers through her damp hair before he brought her face closer to his. Nothing had ever felt so right to him as he finally surrendered to his cravings and brought his lips down to meet hers. She had remained unmoving throughout, but the moment he began to kiss her she responded, her passion matching his own.
Every boundary of friendship the two had shared over the years shattered when Chase slipped his tongue in her mouth. Leila moaned quietly surprising him by greeting his warm moist tongue with her own.

She almost melted and had to hold on to his biceps to keep herself upright. She gasped when his hands snaked under the shirt she wearing, his fingertips brushing against the flat plane of her stomach.

A surge of sudden heat rippling and pooling inside Leila was slowly driving her crazy. Her mind and body was screaming for him. Who knew his kiss or his touch could set her body on fire. Any doubts she may have felt in that moment flew out of the window the second Chase's lips were trailing down her neck, licking her throat and nipping on her ears.

A feeling so enormous so indescribable, so profound that she almost choked on it, welled and overflowed in her chest. Did he have any idea what he did to her? Did she even know what he was doing to her?

"Chase." She hadn't intended his name to come out like a trembling whisper, but the juddering tone of her voice was enough for Chase to lose control. With a throaty groan he lifted her into his arms and carried her out of the kitchen back to the living room

Leila nibbled delicately on his ear as he carried her to the blanket in front of the fire place. He set her down laying her flat on her back while covering her with the upper half of his body. Their lips met once again in an affectionate kiss. Hands roaming all over one another exploring every line every curve of each others bodies.

Chase lifted Leila into a sitting position, his fingers searching for the hem of the shirt. Leila moaned arching her back while Chase attacked her neck with series of nibbles and butterfly kisses. She shivered at the indescribable sensations that were rippling through her body in that moment.

She was afraid, not of Chase but of having sex. She had kept herself pure and untouched for so long, but now here she was ready and most willing to give herself away to her best friend of seventeen years. Every fibre in her body was screaming at her to stop, telling her over and over again how wrong it was to be with Chase.

She was engaged for Christ's sake and Chase was involved with her ex-best friend. Why was it she didn’t seem to care about any of that, why was she allowing her body to override her mind?

Was it the way his touch made her heart beat ten times faster or how his kisses sent her body and mind reeling? Never in her life had she ever experienced a feeling like she was in that moment.

She wanted him; she needed him more than she was willing to admit. The boy had the power to drive her crazy and it seemed he was not afraid to take advantage of it.

A moment later Leila was sitting upright her top half completely exposed to his wandering eyes. Her bare chest sprung forward as all the air left him in a rush at the sight of the full, perfect mounds. His soft brown eyes darkened with desire, which made Leila blush and chew on her bottom lip.

Chase swallowed hard, he didn't mean to stare and make her uncomfortable but she had the most beautiful breasts he had the pleasure of seeing. They were full and round natural C-cups with soft pink nipples that were just aching to be licked and nipped at.

He caught her eyes and noticed the pink in her cheeks and couldn’t help but smile. "You're so beautiful." He mumbled huskily before leaning in and capturing her sweet lips.

Leila moaned digging her fingernails into his shoulders while Chase gently laid her down on her back trailing open mouthed kisses down her throat all the way to her chest. Leila gasped when his warm mouth closed around her left breast sucking and licking her nipple delicately.

The words that spilled from Leila's lips were completely out of her control. She had lost all reason, she was afraid she would actually die if he stopped touching her. His hands rough against her smooth skin. "God, Chase, make love to me." she breathed her fingers tangled in his tousled hair.

Chase pulled back and looked at her, his wide eyes filled with more desire than Leila had ever seen. Was his mind playing games with him again? Had she just asked him to make love to her?
Chase's mouth suddenly felt dry, like he had swallowed a mouthful of sand. He tried to swallow the lump forming rapidly in his throat but it only seemed to grow.

"Lei are you sure?" he whispered, desperately hoping her answer was what he had been wishing for.

Leila gazed into his eyes which had turned a light shade of honey from its usual deep chocolate brown. She licked her lips slowly and nodded her head with a silent yes. "I'm ready, Chase. I want you to be my first. I have had most of my firsts with you, I trust you." she said placing her small hands on his buff chest.

Chase smiled down at her before he sealed their lips with a heated kiss. No other words were exchanged that evening other than the sweet calling of each others name in absolute contentment.

Did either of them realise that things from that night onwards would be different?

Absolutely, but just not how much!


A/n. Hi again guys, guess who is back... yeah its me! I am so sorry I took so long updating this story. I have been super busy (and lazy) with this pregnancy and stuff.

I only have 6 weeks left so you can imagine how uncomfortable and slow I am right about now. I really am sorry for taking my time though, I feel awful for leaving you all in suspense.

I am not going to make a promise about when my next update will be, because I really don’t know when I will have the time. (But never say never) The story isn't over yet so I eventually will be finishing it off.

Okay I'm done babbling now. Just a quick shout out to my biggest fans whom I have had the pleasure of meeting. THIS CHAPTER GOES OUT TO CHRISTINA AND HER FRIENDS. (You know who you are.)

Thank you all for your support and understanding, love you guys.