N666IA: Yeah and when you said 'with even more OCs' my first thought was kids...I have no idea why.

XxUnwrittenxX: Wow, I do love the ideas. Even though some will soon no longer be necessary but still: good idea. :)

FionaTehNerd: Okay, I won't! ...yet.

Animation Universe 2005: Okay, I did!

MORGAN: I was laughing more then being sad. And I knew I shouldn't ask! And I love that song!

Annabeth Everdeen: That would be nice. People want me to continue.

Can't believe this story is ending but happy people want me to continue. :)

"Do you think she'll be fine?" I heard a voice say. My mind was growing awake but my body was still asleep.
"I don't know," I heard a second voice sigh, "If her fever's more than a 104, I'm taking her to a hospital."

"Do you think any hospitals are open at 3 AM?"

"Of course. The hospitals are always open. But it's only if her fever is higher. Right now, it's 103."

3 AM? I heard them both talk for a bit before my mind once again fell asleep. I have no idea if I was dreaming or not. I was probably too sick and tired to tell. I could never tell exactly who those people were. My guesses were Scene and Intern 2, since their voices sounded very similar but I could always be wrong. They hate each other. And Intern 2 wouldn't care if I died.

I slowly opened my eyes and found that I was in my bedroom. Intern 2 was asleep in a chair and Scene opened the door and saw me awake. She didn't wake him up and sat close to me. She put her hand around my forehead, "How are you feeling?"

"Cold and not good," I replied whispering. I didn't mean to whisper. My throat felt like somebody shoved a knife in it and kept on turning the knife over and over, "And my throat hurts."

Intern 2 woke up and smiled at me tiredly, "Glad you're awake."

"You are?" I blurted out without a thought. What was going on? Am I dreaming?

"Yeah, of course I am. What made you think I wouldn't care about you?" He looked at me confusingly.

Okay..this is getting weird, "But just yesterday you and her were-"

"Don't strain your voice. I don't want it to get worse. I'll get you some tea to help calm it down." Scene interrupted gently as she left to make it.

I hate tea...this should be fun.

He sat down next to me and tried to not look at my arms. Oh. If the spell did break and they had no memory of what happened, how would I explain this to him? I had no idea on what to think about or what excuses to make. My mind went blank.

"Delilah...if you had any problems...you couldn't have done this..." He began.

"No..it wasn't that." I whispered, interrupting him. My throat was killing me now and I felt sick and just plain horrible.

"And who were you sending those videos to? Is somebody blackmailing you?"

So he checked my phone. And I was stupid enough to not delete them. I felt my face turn red but I nodded, "But it's over."

"I can't let you live with them just thinking it's blackmail. I know something else is up. You can tell me anything."

I wanted to tell him everything. But my throat was killing me and I don't think he'd believe it. I suddenly felt tears slide down my face and he only hugged me while I cried. Cried because in those past few days, I had to pretend like everything was okay when I was dying inside. I had to fake smiles and let everyone think I was doing fine. I cried because everything inside of me hurt and I cried because the spell broke and Intern 2 does care about me.

Scene returned with the tea and I drank the hot tea slowly. I hated every bit of it but it at least made my throat feel better. I had to explain to them everything that happened and they probably thought it was my sickness talking. I told them to talk to Hip Hop then.

"W-when's the wedding?" I asked. This could be the ultimate test that determines whether the spell truly broke. But how did it break? They kissed after midnight.

"8 days, why?" Scene replied.

So it did break, "Just asking. I'm kinda tired, now."

"Okay but if you need anything, just ask." He replied as they both left. He turned off the lights and didn't close the door but left it where it was closed.

If the spell broke... but how? They kissed after midnight and the text message was pretty clear. What could have happened? Had they finally felt bad for me or something? Wait...if Intern 2 saw the videos and photos...then that means...oh god! He saw of me overdosing myself and of visiting dad! But he seemed calm...maybe..I'll...I fell asleep.

So the day dragged on and my fever kept rising and lowering. The next day, I got better and Hip Hop visited. He didn't seem confused at all.

"I went to their place, begged them to break the spell and they refused. So I shot their camera and computer so they agreed. Now, everybody's memories of the spell are erased except for me and you." Hip Hop said answering my question.

"Why you, too?"

"Because I know more about the spell then everybody else like you do."

That answered my question. By the 3rd day, I was completely better and Intern 2 finally returned to work. Nobody acted weirdly when Scene and Intern 2 were hugging each other and doing cute little things. Because their memories of the spell was erased and nobody knows about it. Except Hip Hop and me. Even the viewers. Even the clips of their hatred towards each other magically erased. I deleted my videos so only my scars would be a reminder to me forever. And there is no delete button in scars.

The 4th day passed, then the 5th day. But on the 5th day, I received a letter. I just went outside in the rooftop, looking at the windy sky and began to read it.

"Dear Delilah,

I know it must be a surprise to get a letter from me but over the past few months, I've thought a lot about what I've done to you and your brother. I know saying 'sorry' won't be able to heal the pain I caused you. I'm truly sorry for the pain I caused you. The fear I made you grow up in…I'm so sorry and I would go back and be the better father if I could. But it took me now to realize what I terrible person I became.

I know I'll never see you grow up and walk down the aisle. I know I'm too late to see that you'll grow up as a wonderful person. I may live in this hell for the rest of my life before I really do go to hell. But just knowing what I did is hell enough.

I hope you'll write back but I know you'll never will. And if you reply back, I'll reply back."

Just standing there realizing that dad actually is starting to love me, just makes me realize the troubles I faced to deserve this. I don't know if I should reply back. I must've not held the letter strongly enough because the wind snatched the letter from the hands and it flew away.

The 6th day passed and finally the 7th day. The day of their wedding. Wow..so much happened this summer and only one month left. Yet, it felt like years. Having to wear a dress seemed to be the highlight of my summer. Yay. (Someone kill me.)

After exchanging vows (Yes, Hip Hop and surprisingly Metal...and Indie cried), the real thing started. I'm sorry but weddings bore me...until the after party. It was a beautiful night to have the party outside. So surprisingly, Techno and Dupstep agreed to play pop songs. So many songs played and I'm guessing they had help from Idol for the songs.

I was at the punch table drinking some punch while 'Give me everything' by Pitbull played. Suddenly I saw my cousin, Lauren wave me over and I did.

"What's up?" I asked walking over to her and saw she invited a group of friends.

"This is Josh! Now go on and enjoy your night with him while I enjoy mine with Darren!" She said as she grabbed who I guessed Darren, with her and they danced the night away.

"I'm Delilah. Nice to meet you, Josh." I said to the boy who was kinda cute.

"Nice to meet you, too. Let's dance, I love this song!" He grabbed me and pulled me over to the dance floor. Where I had some fun with this Josh kid. He was kinda attractive.

So one song played after another (yes, they played Oppa Gangnam Style) and the night felt perfect.

I went to Hip Hop's home that day, since they were gonna leave the next day. I told them goodbye and they wished me to have the best summer for August. Staying with Hip Hop was not bad: we stayed up late watching Doctor Who and Anime. I showed him Clannad and Highschool of the Dead.

So one dream got accomplished today and it took so much pain and tears to finish it.

And what about for me and my other dreams? Like Robert or that guitar my mom gave to me that I sold? And dad?

Dreams are like birds. They fly away never to be seen. I may never get those dreams but who cares? But I shouldn't say that.

Because some birds fly back.

The End

I think this chapter is mysterious, yet sweet at the same time. So let's talk about the books. So I gave some thought and there will be a third book and many more. I'm planning for the series to end when Delilah's 18 or when I run out of ideas. So I have no idea for a third book! So go on and leave some ideas for it! And also: thanks to everybody who's reading this, being a night owl and such! You guys keep me where I am and this is the reason on why I still continue on making stories. I really do love you guys!

Remember to post any ideas: I got none.

I love you guys!

This is We'll-be-chasing-the-sun/Ashley posting for the last time!