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Author: BreeJalil
Fiction Rated: M - English - Drama/Humor - Reviews: 2514 - Published: 04-28-09 - Updated: 11-01-09 - Complete - id:2666585

Hey guys, sorry this took so long for me to post, but I had a really hard time writing it.

So, this is the last addition to FCP and I’d just like to say thank you to ALL of my reviewers. I really do appreciate all of the feedback whether it be in review or PM form!

The last and final SUPER AMAZINGLY RIDICULOUSLY AWESOME REVIEWERS ....
AlphaBeatKayGee I’m glad that you recognized that Beck still stayed true to himself while finally opening up to her, I think that’s important.
Without A Kite haha, calling me a bitch and then comparing me to Myrika! You’re going to give me a heart attack!
Fiasco Can Fly for being awesome throughout.
ET long review! Love it. I don’t disagree with you on any particular point, I think that something I need to work on is definitely keeping my character consistent (with growth) throughout, but I agree, I lost Car about half way through and didn’t realize it until it was too late. I’m glad that you liked the twist of the cliché it was kind of what I was going for, but yeah, I had to give them the perfect ending, I could never bring myself to do anything else. I really wish I got more reviews like yours, this really could have helped me out 20 chapters ago :) but alas, I have taken note and will use it to benefit my new story instead.
Casablanca Dreams see the not at the end of the chapter for the Lily thing :) And I’m really glad that FCP helped you out, I’m not sure if it added or detracted from my stressed level :)
CynicalRomantic09 you know I always love you’re feedback and I’m glad that you’re not one of my “yay’s I love it” reviewers, I’ve got lots of those and they are great but I really take reviews like you’re to heart. I agree with you that it was rushed, finished a story is def something that I need to work on, lol, unfortunately, it doesn’t come around often since it’s the END of a story :) But I shall work on it. And you review as in no way a flame, and I am looking forward to hear from you when I post the new one!
dreamsreality lol, point system? I like it!
jellybean I feel like I am going to repeat everything I said to ET, lol. I am going to say that yes, I have made A LOT of progress since Jaided for SURE. I’m glad you liked the bball parts and I’m sorry I didn’t have more, it was kind of a reflection of what was happening in my life (playing bball less and less). The reason I got rid of Sloan wasn’t so much because I didn’t know what to do with him, I could have had SO much drama around that kid, but for some reason, I just HATED writing him and I had to get rid of him for my own sanity. Okay, I could go on and on but this probably isn’t the best place for a review reply! Argh! I really appreciate you’re honesty, and it helps that you softened it with the positive pieces, it really helps an author take it and not write it off as a flame (though I know good authors shouldn’t write it off as a flame anyways but I’m not perfect). You also mentioned how I maybe listened to my readers to much, and that is def something I need to work on, but I really like to be interactive with my reviewers (with the website) and when I talk with readers that much, it’s hard NOT to listen to them, you know? So yeah, def need to work on it. ANYWAYS, I’d love if you’d PM me, if you’re interested, I’d like to chat about some of this stuff, I’m starting my new story and I can always use some honest feedback so that I don’t make the same mistakes again :)

Btw: I will be taking down the site soon, not right away, cause I don’t have time. But I’m going to be switching it over to another (non-WEBS) site that won’t be inter active just so that I can have the character pics of for people in the future. I’ll also have my other stories on their, each with their own little page, I’ll have to work on it when I get some time. But don’t worry, I’ll make another WEBS for my new story because I really like have the interaction with my readers beyond was FP allows.

Oh, and I know a lot of you wanted me to touch on Sloan in this chapter, sorry, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

Okay, here’s the epi, hope you like!


Epilogue.

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Six weeks later...

“I’m nervous,” Carmondy said, reaching back to tighten her ponytail. It was halftime during the championship game at state.

“I can see that,” Beck said, grabbing her hands before she pulled her own hair out, “Now, listen to me,” he squeezed her hands, “You guys still have plenty of time, you’re only down by ten.”

“But they’re the returning champs.”

“Exactly. They have something to lose, you guys don’t. So just do it. Balls to the wall. Who cares if you lose? Either way, you want to go out with a bang, right?”

She nodded.

He nodded with her, “Good. Then you don’t have anything to worry about. Just play your best, you’re not this team’s superstar, okay? So don’t try to be, you guys are best as a team. Just listen to Kendal’s plays and don’t be afraid to take open shots. Alright?”

She nodded firmly, “Okay... okay, I got it.”

Beck smiled and dropped her hands to grab her head in both hands. He planted a chaste kiss on her lips, “You’re going to do great.”

“Easy for you to say, you guys already won the championship.”

He smiled, “True.”

She sighed and pulled away from him, “Alright. We better get going.”

They walked hand in hand back into the gym and Beck stepped back onto the bleachers while Car continued on to join the team.

As the second half started back up, Carmondy played Beck’s advice over and over in her head and relayed it to her team.

You’ve got nothing to lose.

Balls to the wall.

You’re best as a team.

Go out with a bang.

She noticed a significant increase in team moral and soon they were playing as good as they had ever played. They had gotten their nerves out in the first half and now it was just basketball. They ran their offense perfectly and their defense was sharp. But their money was in their fast-break. The opposing team was fast, but Carmondy was faster. She made three layups before the other team smartened up and sent a girl down with her.

They still had an effective fast break, it broke the other team’s press time and time again.

But when the buzzer sounded, they were still down by six points. They had played their best, the team work and drive had been phenomenal, but the returning champs were better. Carmondy later learned that these girls had been playing together since they were in grade school.

But everyone was a good sport. They shook hands after the game and wished each other luck for next season.

Carmondy and her team had just lost the championship but they didn’t seem overly broke up about it. They had done their absolute best, and the coach told them as much in the locker room.

He was proud of them, they’d really given the other girls a run for their money.

Once the coach left the locker room, it was rather quiet. But the girls weren’t sad because they had lost, they were sad because this was the end of the season. Winter was over, basketball was over for most of them, unless they planned to play in college.

Carmondy smiled to herself and quickly changed out of her jersey and soaked sports bra and spandex. The only thing she had hated about this championship weekend is that she had gotten very little time with her boyfriend. Once dressed in sweats and a tank top, she slung her bag over her shoulder and headed out of the locker room.

“Where you runnin’ off to so fast?” Alli asked.

Kendall laughed, “Where do you think?”

Car smiled, “I’ve hardly seen him all weekend.”

“You snuck into his hotel room last night,” Kendall said.

“So did you!”

Kendall grinned, “True. But that’s just cause he was rooming with Andy.”

“We just slept though, you know that. You did the same thing.”

“Or so you think,” she said with a wink.

“Ah! Ken! Gross.”

“Stop complaining, you didn’t hear anything.”

Car rolled her eyes, “Whatever. I’ll see you guys in the van.” And with that she left the locker room in search of Beck.

She didn’t have to look very hard: he was leaning against the wall right across from the door, Andy beside him.

“Where’s Kenny?” Andy asked while Car got wrapped up in Beck’s arms.

“I’m sure she’ll be out in a second,” Car mumbled in Beck’s chest.

“Can’t you tell her to hurry?”

She made a noise of protest.

“Pwease?” Andy said.

Car groaned and pulled away from Beck, sticking her head back into the locker room.

“Ken! Andy wants you.”

Andy smiled at her when she came back, “Thanks, darling.”

Car dropped her bag this time when she went into Beck’s arms.

“Tired?” he asked, rubbing her back.

“Exhausted.” She slipped her hands in the pocket in his hoodie.

“Cold?” he asked, holding her closer.

“If I said yes would you warm me up?” she lifted her head off of his chest to look up at him.

He smiled and Car knew right away this it was his cute smile. He had a couple different ones; usually he gave her his sexy half-smile, but every once in a while she got a true, heartfelt smile, and it was only that smile that showed off the dimples that she hadn’t known about until just a few weeks ago.

They gazed at each other for a while, Car was pretty sure they could have done it all day if it weren’t for Andy who started to make gagging noises.

Beck narrowed his eyes and turned his head to pin Andy with a death glare, “Can it.”

“You two disgust me, you really do. All that... love and lust swirling around your bodies until you just fade off into oblivion together.”

It was Car’s turn to give Andy a funny look, “Been reading a little too much into the literature homework, hm?”

“Oh crap, I knew that sounded funny.”

The locker room door swung open and Andy’s eyes lit up, until he saw that it was just Tor.

“Where’s my blond haired beauty?” Andy pleaded.

Tor rolled her eyes, “She’ll be right out.”

Andy made a whining noise and Carmondy laughed, looking back up at her boyfriend, “I am so glad you don’t do that.”

His lips dropped down for a kiss and he tasted just as delicious as always. Carmondy leaned up, she could never get enough of kissing him. His tongue stroked hers in slow, sensual motions.

Andy gagged again and Beck tore his lips away, “Shut up, asshole, I’m trying to kiss my girlfriend here.”

Kendall stepped out of the locker room then and before Car could blink she was in Andy’s arms, all four of her limbs wrapped around him, their mouths melded together.

“Seriously?” Beck rolled his eyes.

Car just smiled and kissed his jaw, “Let’s go somewhere,” she whispered.

Kendall’s lips popped off of Andy’s, “Van leaves in five minutes.”

Beck frowned.

Andy grinned, “Plenty of time.”

Car looked at him, surprised, “Seriously?”

“Hellooo, we don’t have actual sex, silly.”

“I know but-.”

“Three minutes.”

“What?”

“Three minutes. I can get Kendall off in just three minutes.”

“Andy!” Kendall slapped him on the shoulder and he set her down.

“It’s alright, baby, they’re just jealous. Let’s go find a closet, hm?”

And with that they took off.

Beck shook his head and picked up Carmondy’s bag off the ground and slung it over his shoulder, “Let’s head out so we can get in the same van.” He grabbed her hand and they headed outside.

A couple guys were climbing into one van, but the other was empty.

“Which van do you want?” Beck asked.

“Let’s go with that one, your coach is a lot more lenient then mine.”

They got into the van with the boys and sat in the empty back seat.

Carmondy pulled a blanket from her bag, “I hate this long-ass drive.”

“Me too, they should have let us stay in the hotel another night.” He put his arm over her shoulders. They had a three hour drive ahead of them.

-

“End of the season part-ay!” Kendall yelled at the house that was being over run by excited teenagers.

Tori’s house was the location of the end of the season party. Even though it was late when they’d all gotten back, they’d still wanted to have a party to celebrate. They’d gotten the word out and it seemed like the entire school had shown up for the party.

Carmondy and Beck stood off to the side of the dance area, talking quietly. Beck had his back to the wall and Carmondy was leaning on his chest.

“Please?” Carmondy asked.

“I don’t dance, baby, I just don’t.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know. I’m sure you can find a guy to dance with.”

“But I want to dance with you.”

“I’m sorry.”

She peered at him in the dimly lit room, “Something’s on your mind.”

He looked away, confirming her suspiciouns.

“What is it?” she asked, tugging on his shirt.

“It’s nothing, we don’t need to talk about it right now.”

“But-.” Carmondy was cut off as a body came up behind her and started grinding on her ass. She knew right away that it was Andy because if it had been anyone else, Beck would have freaked.

“Andy!” she laughed, trying to pry his hands off of her waist.
“Come on, baby, don’t let Beck spoil your fun, come dance with me and Kenny.”

“No thanks, you two have fun though.”

“I’m not taking no for an answer,” he said, pulling harder.

Beck let go of her, “Go on, have fun, I’m going to get something to drink.”

Her eyes snapped to his face, slightly alarmed.

“Just soda,” he kissed her forhead with a smile, “Promise.”

She smiled back at him and kissed his jaw, “Okay, I’ll be right back.”

He nodded and let Andy drag her away.

He pulled her into the fray of moving bodies and found Kendall near the middle of the dance floor.

Kendall gave her a challenging look and then at Andy—she wanted to torture him a bit.

Carmondy glanced back at the direction that Beck had gone before giving Anderson her full attention.

The two girls each took a side of Andy, half straddling his leg and moving their bodies to the music. Andy had an arm wrapped around each of them and alternated which girl he gave his attention too.

He turned his head to Kendall first, kissing her deeply as they danced, his hand groping her ass. When Andy turned to Car he kept his hand on her waist and just rested his face against the side of her head, his lips only lightly brushing the corner of his mouth.

If this was any other guy, Carmondy wouldn’t being going there, but since it was Andy, and each of them had a strong relationship with someone else, it was okay. Carmondy wasn’t afraid to move her hips in a provocative way, especially since she and Kendall were doing it on purpose.

Andy’s lips brushed her ear, “If you ever get tired of Beck and wanted to drop in for a threesome, me and Ken are always down.”

She laughed and pushed away from him playfully.

He smiled at her as she moved away and gave him a chance to really dance with his girlfriend. She moved through the crowd, dancing with some girls and a few guys. Nothing as raunchy as she did with Andy, but she had gotten to know some of the guys over the past few weeks and knew which guys she could dance with, without giving anyone any idea.

As she was dancing with a blond guy that was Beck’s second string, she saw Beck near the wall, watching them. She gave the boy a kiss on the cheek before pulling away; he let her go with a smile and a nod to Beck.

When she reached Beck he offered her his drink, “Coke.”

She took a drink, “Thanks.”

“You didn’t have to stop dancing,” he said.

“I know. But I want to spend time with you.”

“I don’t want you to think I’m one of those stupid, overly possessive boyfriends.”

She leaned against his side, “I know that you’re not. Besides, if you won’t dance with me, then you can’t be mad at me for dancing with other guys.”

“True.”

He was silent for a moment, there was definitely something on his mind.

“We can go somewhere and talk, you know.”

“I know. It’s nothing. You should go have some fun.”

“I can’t have fun when my boyfriend is standing alone at a party.”

“Would it make you feel better if I talked to someone while you danced?”

She frowned at him, “No. I’m serious Beck... I... I don’t like that you like to be alone, it worries me.”

“I’m a lot more social then before I started dating you.”

“Yeah, that’s true,” she rubbed his arm, “I just want you to be happy.”

“I am happy. I’m trying to be a good boyfriend. But it’s all new to me.”

“You’re the perfect boyfriend,” she beamed up at him.

He smiled, “Well, thanks.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to dance?”

“Honestly, Car just go have fun, I don’t mind.”

“I know, but I want to dance with you. We could... go over there,” she pointed to a corner of the room that was darker and more secluded, “and... dance a little, make out a little...” she kissed his neck lightly, knowing his weak spots.

He licked his lips and glanced over to the corner.

He nodded once and she didn’t hesitate to grab his hands and pull him over to the corner.

They still stood near the wall but Beck allowed Carmondy to coax his body into movement. He was actually a pretty good dancer, as far as guys went. Though he seemed more interested in touching and kissing her then moving to the music.

She didn’t mind of course and they settled into a slow rhythm, their bodies moving in time with the music. It took a minute but eventually Beck relaxed and then he was the Beck that Carmondy loved to be around. At first, he had never really been able to relax in public, only in private. But slowly, when with Car especially he’d been able to relax more in public settings.

He held her tightly while they moved their hips together, dropping his head to brush his lips against her cheek, jaw, ear, and neck. The contacts were so light she barely felt them but they still gave her chills. Beck liked this of course, she could feel him smile against her skin. Then his tongue came out and he licked a path up under her jaw line.

Carmondy’s entire body shivered, much to Beck’s satisfaction.

“Let’s go somewhere,” he whispered into her ear.

“Hmm?” she said lazily.

“I haven’t touched you all weekend,” he said impatiently.

She smiled and leaned into his chest, “You’re touching me right now.”

He made a playful growl and she couldn’t help but to giggle like a little girl, “Alright.”

“We can finish the dance if you want.”

She picked her head up off his chest to look at him, “I don’t feel like waiting.”

He shrugged, “Your choice.”

“I don’t want to do it at a stranger’s house though... and...”

Beck shrugged, “Public places have never bothered you before, I’m sure we can find a spare bedroom in this place.”

She nodded, “...Okay, let’s go.”

They slipped through the crowd of dancers and headed up to the next level to find an empty bedroom. After peeking into a few rooms they found a guest bedroom and slipped inside; Beck locked the door behind them.

Carmondy slipped off her shirt and jeans and slid onto the bed, “So are you going to tell me what’s wrong? Or were you going to wait until after?”

Beck groaned and ran his hands through his hair, “That’s why you were okay with coming up here, you want to get information out of me.”

She shrugged, “We can wait until after if you want, but I’m pretty sure that I’m going to get it out of you sooner or later.”

“After?” he asked, and she could tell that he meant it, he just wanted to have sex right now.

“Of course.”

He looked relieved as he got naked and climbed over her on the bed. He went right for her thong, pulling it down her thighs and tossing it aside.

“Someone’s impatient,” she said, lifting her hips to his fingers.

He just removed her bra with the hand that wasn’t between her legs.

Carmondy relaxed on the sheets as much as she could, she had gotten used to Beck’s ministrations enough that she didn’t squirm every time he touched her there—unless he wanted her too, then she didn’t have much say in the matter.

Once Beck was satisfied, he dropped down and lowered his hips to hers, pushing them together with a slow, lazy motion. She took a deep breath and let him have his fun, they hadn’t had sex in a while on account of the basketball championships, but they’d fooled around a bit so she wasn’t totally deprived.

He braced himself up on his elbows and kissed her while his hips kept up the slow, languid pace.

She buried her fingers in his hair because she’s found out that he loved his hair being touched. He moaned and dropped his head lower in response, so she massaged his scalp and pulled on his hair a little.

Beck kept going for what seemed like forever and when they were done all she could do was lay back and enjoy the sated feeling. Beck pulled the fluffy comforter over them and they lay side by side, catching their breath.

Carmondy turned and slipped her arm over his waist and rested her head on his chest, “Have I ever told you how much I love having sex with you?”

He laughed, “Yes. Yes, you have.”

“Good, I just wanted to make sure.”

Beck leaned over the side of the bed to grab his jeans and fish his wallet out of the back pocket.

“What, you’re paying me now?”

“You’re hilarious, maybe I should do you again so you won’t have any energy to give me lip.”

She bit down on the skin beside his nipple and he rolled on top of her quickly.

“Someone’s asking for it today, hm?” he murmured, kissing her neck in light butterfly kisses.

“Maybe.” She let him pin her wrists to the bed.

She figured they were going to do it again, with a little kink this time, but Beck’s kisses slowed and then stopped.

“Okay, spill.” She wasn’t taking no for an answer this time. She needed to know what was going on in his head.

He didn’t put up much of a fight. He released her wrists and flipped open his wallet to pull out a business card of some sort. He handed it to her without a word.

“What’s this?” she peered at it. The card had the logo of Gonzaga University, with the bulldog and all, on it. It belonged to a sports recruiter in the athletic department. Beck handed her another card, this one was the boys’ head coach.

“I don’t understand,” she looked up at him.

“They’re recruiting me, they want me to play for them. Full ride.”

“Gonzaga?”

He nodded.

“But.. that’s a Division One school. A good one!”

He nodded again.

“That’s so exciting!” she smiled up at him, “... Why don’t you look excited?”

“I know how much you want to go to Central.”

“I... I never said that.”

“I saw the acceptance letter.”

“It’s not hard to get in, everyone gets an acceptance letter. I can still go anywhere.”

“Your grades are good, but not good enough to get you into Gonzaga.”

“I-...”

“Car, I know you want to go to Central, I saw the brochures and the calendars and the course catalogs and everything, you even have a tour scheduled.”

She looked away, “I didn’t want to tell you yet.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snoop or anything, but I saw it all, and I can tell that’s where you want to go.”

“But I can try to get Gonzaga, and if not, I’m sure there’s a community college in the area, I can-.”

No,” Beck said, firmly, “You are not giving up a four year university for me.”

“But you have to do this,” she waved the cards, “You have to, this is a great opportunity.”

He shrugged, “I don’t have to. I mean... I don’t even know if I want to play college ball. It’s not like I’m ever going to get into the NBA, I don’t want to be in the NBA. So what’s the point of college ball if you aren’t either trying to go pro, or need the full ride?”

“But you love basketball.”

“I can play basketball anywhere, and sports at a division one school is going to take up SO much of my time. I want to get a degree Carmondy, I can play basketball in other ways. There are club sports, and I know that Central has a really great intramural program, and there’s always PE classes and just pick-up games.”

She frowned, “How do you know about all that?”

“When I saw that you were really interested in Central, I did a little research of my own. And they have a really good program for what I want to do.”

“But... it’s Gonzaga.”

He shrugged, “I know... it’s a hard decision but... I don’t want to live in Spokane, I hate it there. Ellensburg is nice, small, but close enough to a city. And-.”

“Wait,” Carmondy stopped him with a hand on his chest, “Let’s go backwards. Do you, or do you not, want to play college ball?”

He licked his lips, “I think that the thought of playing college ball is awesome, but... no. It’ll take too much time, and it’s not like I need the money. It will take me forever to get my degree. I’m not interested in spending that much time on the court.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m pretty sure. I mean, getting recruited for the Zags is a big deal, but I think the novelty will wear off soon.”

“And it’s not because of me?”

“No. I think that if I didn’t have a girlfriend I would have said ‘of course’ at first, but after I’d thought about it, like I have now, I would have realized that it’s really not something that I want to do. I love basketball, as a sport, but that doesn’t mean I want it to dominate my life. Plus, I fucking hate traveling.”

She laughed, “Okay, so... where do you want to go to school?”

“I told you, I’ll go to Central-.”

“No. If I wasn’t here, where would you decide to go?”

He shook his head, “I haven’t thought about it other than Central. Honestly, Car, I don’t really care. I know that’s horrible to say but... as long as I can play basketball of some sort, and they have my major, I’m happy. And I like Central, I’ve been to the campus, it’s nice. And it’s smaller, which I like a lot.”

“I just don’t want you to give up an opportunity because of me. You could go to any college in the state and play ball.”

“But I don’t want to. I want to go to Central with you.”

“But...”

“Look, if that’s what you’re worried about, I can always change my mind. Say I decide, even though I won’t, that I do want to play college basketball. I can still play at Central.”

“But... god it’s Gonzaga.”

He shrugged, “Stuck-up private school.”

She smiled, “Well.... the reason I want to go to Central is because they have such a good ed program—I want to be a PE teacher.”

He smiled and kissed her lips, “You are going to make a great PE teacher.”

“What program do you want to go for?”

“Exercise Science and a coaching degree.”

“We’ve still got time though, we can always change our minds, I don’t want us to think that this is set in stone now.”

I’m going to Central, I don’t care if you come with me or not.” he teased.

“Oh shut up,” she laughed.

He smiled, showing off those happy dimples again before dropping his weight onto her and burying his face in her neck.

She laughed and ran her fingers through his hair, “You’re heavy,” she said, but enjoyed the feel of his naked body relaxed on top of her.

He made a sound and then heaved them over so that they lay on their side and she could still stroke his hair. They laid together for a while and Carmondy felt the tension go out of him from their conversation.

She was still stroking his hair several minutes later, “You’re tired,” she said quietly.

“You’re beautiful,” he mumbled, holding her tightly.

She smiled, it wasn’t the first time he’d said it.

But then he added something else, “I love you.”

It felt like her heart stopped beating—he’d never said that to her before, in fact, she was pretty sure he’d never said it to anyone. She heard it over and over again in her mind and then imagined it coming out of his perfect lips. Six weeks ago she would have laughed at anyone who had told her that Beck was even capable of saying those words. But now she was getting to know him better by the day, and the better she knew him, the more she loved him. She didn’t know why she hadn’t said it up until now.

The shifting of the bed brought her back to reality and she realized that Beck wasn’t in her arms anymore, he was beside the bed, pulling his clothes back on.

What just happened? “Beck?”

His back was to her and he didn’t say anything as he jerked his pants on angrily.

“What are you doing?” she asked but he wouldn’t look at her.

She slid off the bed, holding the sheet to her body and touched his back.

He flinched away from her and she was suddenly alarmed. Her eyes widened and she tried to circle to face him, “What’s wrong?!” she demanded while he continued to avoid her and picked up his t-shirt.

“Stop!” she grabbed his arms and yanked him around to face her.

He didn’t fight her but kept his head turned away and eyes closed, he looks so sad.

“Oh my god, Beck,” she touched his face and he exhaled, pulling his face away from her hand, “What is it? What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing,” he pulled away and started to put the t-shirt on.

“It’s definitely not nothing. I don’t understand! We were lying there talking and then you freak out all of a sudden, I don’t-... would you stop!” She yanked the t-shirt out of his hands and threw it on the floor, “Talk to me!”

“I fucking told you I loved you! And you’re as silent as a rock! It’s fine if you don’t love me but I feel like I at least deserve some sort of response.”

Her eyes widened and she turned his face towards her, he looked so hurt, “Oh god, I’m so sorry Beck.” She hugged him tightly.

“Don’t,” he tried to push her away, “It’s fine, I didn’t expect you to love me back, I know I don’t deserve it. I just...” he put a hand over his face, “Fuck, it hurts.”

“No, no, no, I do love you Beck. You do deserve it. More than anyone else that I know.” She hugged him tightly, “God, I love you.”

He shook his head, “You don’t need to lie.”

“I’m not lying,” she snapped, “I’m sorry I didn’t realize I didn’t say it the first time, I was lost in my own thoughts and-... I am so sorry. I love you. I do. I was just surprised to hear you say it.”

He was silent for a moment, as if he was still suspicious. She just hugged him tightly, praying for him to believe her.

Slowly, his arms went around her and hugged her back, “Fuck. I was so worried,” he muttered.

“I’m sorry, I don’t think sometimes.”

He kissed her temple, “Just don’t scare me like that.”

“You know what?” she asked, looking up at him.

“What?”

“I bet I love you more then you love me,” she teased.

“Umm, no. I don’t think so,” he said solemnly.

“I do think so.”

“No, I’m sorry, but you are wrong.”

“Want to fight for it?”she said, playfully.

He grinned, “And by ‘fight’ you mean...?”

She shrugged, “Sex. Fight for top.”

“I can probably handle that.”

“I’m gonna handle you,” she shot back.

He smirked, “You know, you’re not very good at being scary.”

She sighed, “I know.”

“But you try. It’s cute.”

You’re cute.”

“Am not!”

“Stop grabbing my ass.”

“Make me.”

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I really hope you guys liked it and I always welcome honest feedback.

On another note: I think it’s only fair to tell you that I have been seriously thinking (ugh, I can’t believe I’m saying this) about making the move over to LJ. However, at least for this next story, I won’t, because I know that many of you are not and probably cannot become members of the community and I don’t want to lose you guys. I get such a WIDE variety of feedback from FP, which is what I love. Partly, because of the anon reviews, those really are honest and help me a lot, and that’s not something that LJ offers.

Also, I will be posting a Lily short story or one-shot. I don’t know when, but sometimes between now and the posting of the new story. I’ll try to post some little fun things to keep you guys interested until I can post the new one :)

I’m also contemplating a doing sporadically placed series of one-shots (just to give myself a break from writing the new story) something like “Bark goes to college” “Bark get married” “Bark has kids”. (Beck and Car’s official name is ‘Bark’ by the way, I don’t remember who came up with it, but someone did, feel free to lay claim!

Also a couple Kendy one-shots.

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Yay!!! I’m all done! I am SO excited to have finished this story!

Thanks to ALL of my readers and reviewers, I’m going to miss hearing from you guys!

I made a little thingy-majig with all my readers on it (I think) I got all the names from everyone who had me on their story alert, which I’m assuming is all of my readers?? You can link to this graphic from the top of my profile page. You’ll notice that three names are bigger than the others. That’s because I wanted to specially thank xxTunstall Chickxx , Jed Linx and summers-end all for their help with this story.

Also, just to warn any plagiarizers, don’t even try. Because it’s really just pathetic, I know it seems to have died down since that group of authors left, but Jaided was plagiarized after it was done and I’d be pissed if this one was also. It’s really just sad. So don’t.

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This epi is courtesy of BreeJalil (writer) and summers-end (editor).


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