Broken Apart

Chapter 21: The Ending

"Sarah, I have my choice." She turned around, and smiled.

"What is it, Georgia? I report it to William after."

As I was about to give her the answer, millions of people came in, with cameras and mircophones stabbing against me.

"Georgia, how did your parents die?"

"Is your father a maniac?"

"What about Hannah? Did she really commit suicide, or is it just a funny joke to hide how her death happened?"

"STOP! That is Georgia's personal business, she has no right to have to share her privacy to the whole world!" Sarah screamed. I took one of the mircophones and spoke loud and clear.

"It was a fight, and how DARE you sick people call my father a maniac! He isn't, he is a loving person, and yes, Hannah did really commit suicide, now stop trying to know my life!"

Sarah shoo'd them away, we finally had privacy.

"So, what's your answer?"

I closed my eyes. "I really miss my parents, more than anything. But the present is so much better, I have great friends, a nice home, and a guy that stole my heart. This is everything I wanted, and I never want to lose it."

She grinned. "I knew that was going to be your answer, I'll report it to William, he was so sure that you were wanting to go back, he's checking almost everything inside the teleporter for it to work! Ha, such a twat."

She got out of her seat, and was gone. William and Sarah, that could probably work. They both are single, and almost work together every minute!

I took a deep breath, and ran back home. I took out my key, and opened my door.

"Thank you so much for chosing us!"

Everyone was at my home, they were wearing party hats, and were smiling.

"I can't believe you had guts to chose that, Georgia!" Allie squealed, hugging me to the death.

"So, you ready to go outside and have some fun?" Ariana asked. I shook my head.

"It's raining, look!" I said, depressed. Quentin laughed like a maniac. "Well, let's see about that." He grabbed my arm, and dragged me outside. The rain started pouring, which made him even more excited. Everyone got in, and splashed in puddles, as if we were still 5 years old.

"C'mon, let's go dancing in rain!" Quentin said, holding my hands.

We started doing random dances, we didn't care that our shirts started getting heavy, it added a little challenge.

I took a glance from my shoulder, and saw Ariana and Oliver were kissing, in the RAIN. Like, how romantic is that?

I think Quentin saw me staring at them, so he made me turn around, and gave me a long, kiss.

"Is that romantic enough for you?" He asked, chuckling.

I put my arms around his waist. "Sure, just practice on it when we get married."

The End~~