The Girl Who Wanted Nothing

Chapter 20: Goodbyes.

Heyyy everyone! Welcome to the 20th (and the ast) chapter! Wow, we've come a long way! :) I hope you all have been enjoying the story! But sadly, we have reached the end...

WRITTEN BY: enragedpurple! It is amazingness! All credit to her!

Sequel will be up soon, everyone! Stay tuned!

Now on to the final chapter.....

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"If you lay a hand on Justin, for as long as I live, I will never forgive you." Sammi met my glare with a harsh one of her own. Her sharp blue eyes pierced my soul, the truth and threat of her words ringing clear in the air. I knew she meant what she said, and I knew that she would not back down from her promise.

Silly girl, to think that I would be afraid of her.

"Samantha, please. You don't scare me with your words," I spoke before I could see the look on her face. Her features were now contorted in the most sinister of ways, ready to prove to me that she was in fact serious about every word of her sentence. I let my eyes show shock for a second, before I really noticed her seriousness.

She meant it. Every last syllable. She was not going to let this boy get harmed because of her, that much I knew simply from her eyes. She was giving me a look. It was one that said, "You touch him, you die."

I believed her.

Sighing, I sat back away from her on the bed. I let her hand go, sliding away from her. I ran my hands through my now tussled brown hair. There was no way I could win this. I now knew that I had to play by her rules. After all I had tried to prevent this from happening, she had the winning hand. She had what it took to make me bend to her will now.

I had to save this boy, or face having her run away again. I knew that the chances of forgiving me, even now, were slim. She probably already hated my guts, and knowing her, it would take a while to straighten things out. She already had her mind set on Justin, and that was not going to change easily.

Maybe if I...

No, that would be too bad....

Or, would it?

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Reed just sat at the end of the bed, hands knotted in his hair, thinking. I knew he was plotting; only I had no idea how to wrench him from his thoughts. I had no idea how to stop him from thinking of ways to hurt Justin.

I didn't know what I would do with myself if anything happened to him because of me. There was no way I would ever to look myself in the mirror and think of myself as the same person ever again. I was a different person already.

I had gotten him into this mess. I knew now that I had to get him out.

There was no way he would have run away with me in the first place had he not seen something in my eyes. Maybe even my heart. I had to make him see it again. I had to make him see whatever it was that made him run away with me in the first place.

If he didn't forgive me, I would never be able to move on. He means the world to me, and I am determined to make it stay that way. I am determined to make it so that we can still be friends in the future.

But how? Reed already thinks that he is the father of my imaginary child. He also thinks that Justin is the reason that I ran away.

I have to make him see that he is the reason.

"Reed..." I whispered my brother's name, locking eyes with him when he looked my way. He looked like he had come up with a plan, although I was not ready to test what his theory was. All I wanted was for him to see that I wanted to reason with him.