A/N: Okay, so this is short because it's supposed to be the last part, I told you it was only 24 pages, I really hope you like what I did. But please let me know what you think. Also Thank you so much for reading this story and I'm so glad that you have enjoyed and commented on it.

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1 Month Later

It had been the longest month of my life, school sucked. Every day I'd come home and hope to hear from him, I didn't spend much time with anyone. I felt depressed and I really needed my best friend to come home. I was having trouble not phasing while I was at school. I had to run away a few times because of my phasing. I missed school the entire first week after the day I had phased. After that I was forced into going back and without Logan it seemed pointless. So did everything else.

I could barely do my homework, I sat there every night trying to read, but instead I would always end up staring out my window waiting for his return. It was weird I didn't even hear from him, not once. Maybe I pissed him off, or maybe he thought I needed space. Well he was wrong I needed him more than my own space. My phone cut off my thoughts and when I looked down my heart started to pound. In bold letters on my caller ID read "LOGAN".

"Hello?" I questioned. There was silence for a minute and then his voice.

"Hey Sarah" he didn't sound like himself. I couldn't hold it in, I started bawling. I had been pretty good with the whole not crying thing. I was too numb to cry, but once his voice rang through my ears I couldn't help it.

"Sarah don't please don't do that" he said.

"But how do you expect me not to" I sobbed. "I've missed you, I'm lost without you Logan please tell me your home… please" I cried. I looked down at the ring he had given me on my birthday, I didn't take it off because I knew he'd be back and I wanted to tell him that I loved him. He told me that he'd hoped that I'd love him when he came back and I loved him.

"I miss you too" he said. His voice was uneven and I was confused by his tone. He sighed deeply.

"Sarah I'm not coming home" my heart stopped. My sobbing stopped. The numb feeling I had just got worse, if it was possible to feel worse then numb, well this was it.

"But, what, what do you, how could you… what are you talking about" I finally got it all out. I still was fighting the dry sobs coming from my chest.

"I'm not coming back to La Push, I imprinted on someone and I'm going to stay here with her, I'm sorry Sarah, I will always love you, but I feel drawn to stay here" he said. It was almost like the slow motion that you see in a movie, the phone slipped from my fingers and slowly dropped to the floor. I sat there just staring out into space, wondering why this had to be the end. I looked down at the ring that was on my finger, I could still hear his voice calling my name. I touched the ring and pulled it off slowly, the tears were now falling again from my eyes. I dropped the ring on the floor and darted for the door. Mom and Dad were in the living room when I bolted out of the room. I did however make sure to grab extra clothes so that when I phased I would have them. I made sure they were tied to my ankle. Uncle Jake taught me that.

"Hey Sarah where are you…." that was all I heard I bashed through the front door and down the street. I didn't know where I was going, I had no idea. I felt the urge to phase, so when I finally got into wooded area that's exactly what I did. I phased and ran as deep into the woods as I could.

"Sarah honey I know you can hear me and I know you phased what's going on" it was Dad, he must have phased in the backyard. Luckily we had a high fence or the neighbors would freak.

"I don't want to talk Dad please, I just want to be left alone" I cried.

"Sweetheart your Mother is worried sick about you, please come home now" he said.

"Give me sometime to think" I replied.

"Okay honey, but please don't stay out too late" he said in a Fatherly tone.

"I won't Daddy" I added.

When I phased back, I quickly dressed in the sweats and t-shirt I had tied around my ankle. It was Saturday but I was still able to get onto the schools grounds. I walked over to the swings and sat down, my head was spinning. He had imprinted on someone else, and he wasn't coming back, not now and maybe not ever. He'd have to come back, see his folks. When he did he would realize that imprinting means nothing and love is all that matters. If he loved me he'd understand and come back. He just had to. I had to keep myself from crying. I had my head down, and ran my toes in the sand.

"Hey heads up" I heard a male voice say. When I looked up I noted a Frisbee flying towards my head. I reached my arm up and with my reflexes I caught the Frisbee with one hand.

"Nice catch" the guy said. When I looked up him I noticed that he was Brandon from my Math class in 10th grade. He and I had also been partners in science, come to think of it I haven't seen him once this semester. He was a decent looking guy, he had dark hair with an emo bang as everyone prefers to call it. He had dark blue eyes and always wore jeans with rips, and band t-shirts, with sandals. As he walked closer something in my body clicked. I felt like Brandon had entered my life in a weird way, I suddenly felt the urge to protect him, and to care for him in a way I had never thought of before.

"Hey Hatch long time no see" he said as he stopped in front of the swing.

"Yeah, where have you been all semester?" I questioned.

"Advance classes" he moaned. I smiled.

"Nice catch by the way" he added. I smiled and could feel myself blushing away like a little school girl.

"Advanced huh? I decided not to take them. I didn't want to stress myself out" I told him.

"You definitely made a good choice, I'm stressed beyond belief. Which is why I'm playing Frisbee with Matt Bower, you know I think he was in our Math class last year" I stood up and noticed Matt standing behind him. Nice kid, transferred from Seattle two years ago, has blonde surfer like hair and the whole look. He waved to me, I nodded. I handed him back his Frisbee and smiled.

"Are you okay?" he questioned. "Where's your boyfriend what's his name Logan? Haven't seen him around" he said.

"He's not coming back, he moved" I said in a monotone voice.

"Oh… oh.. I'm sorry to bring it up I didn't" I stuck my hand up to stop him.

"It's fine" I said.

"Well if your not feeling too bad, would you like to play some Frisbee with us?" he questioned. I looked at him, I felt my body gravitating towards him. It was almost like I needed him. He was staring at me in the most unusual way, like all of a sudden something clicked in his head too.

"I'd love to actually" I said to him.

"Great, c'mon" he said placing his arm around me. We both stopped for a moment and looked at each other. His smile was amazing and for a minute I was smiling too and the smile didn't want to fade.

I wasn't sure exactly what this all meant, I still felt that my heart was empty. I missed Logan and I wanted him to be here with me right now, I was in love with him… deeply in love with him. In my head though I knew he was happy with whoever he had imprinted on. I realized that maybe it was just meant to be this way, our connection was based on being friends not something more, if it was meant to be he would have never left. God has a plan for all of us, and I guess this is what he had in store for me, I couldn't fight it so I'd have to move on, but never EVER forget my best friend Logan, NEVER!

Letting you go, is making me feel so cold.

And I've been trying to make believe it doesn't hurt.

But that makes it worse.

See I'm a wreck inside my tongue is tired,

And my whole body feels so weak. The future may be all I really need.