(AN I'm sorry to say that this might be the very last chapter for this story. Well, I guess we all saw this coming. It's inevitable. So it might be short and a little bit boring.)

"So you're ok with him now? Everything's good?"'

"Yeah…"

It was a couple days after Tori talked to Beck. We were all at school and we all tried to act like nothing had happened at all. Everyone stopped and stared every time they saw me and Beck walking hand in hand. They must have that I was the most desperate person in the world, but I didn't even care. All I had cared about was me and Beck. That's all. That's all I will ever need to care about.

I still didn't know how Beck got out of juvie. He refused to tell me and his dad didn't know either. I don't think it was possible that he broke out because he was out in public a lot. It was possible that he had bailed himself out, but then that would mean he used his Julliard funds, and I knew he still had that. Unless he had some extra cash just lying around, which I thought was very unlikely. I guess it will just be something that will just remain a mystery forever.

Tori doesn't like the fact that I let Beck back into my life. She still thinks he's a jerk; she'll never forgive him for what he did. Even though it has been a couple days and Beck hasn't laid an abusive hand on me, she won't trust him around me. Every time she was around us, she kept the closest eye on Beck as if he would hurt me again. As much as I hate her, I know her intentions are good. But I know he won't though, he's really changed. I can feel it.

Cat shudders every time she see's us. She never brings it up, but I know the event that took place in her bathroom will never leave her head. All that blood must have permanently scarred for life. I can only imagine how overwhelmed she must have gotten. I will never forget that look of pure fright that had covered her face that day in the hospital.

As for Beck and me, we were just fine. So far so good. I honestly don't believe that Beck would ever even think about touching me again. Even if he did, I know how to handle it. Somewhat. Not at all. But again, I really doubt that he will. He has been nothing but nice to me since Tori talked to him. Like, nicer than he ever was to me before. It was just one instance where Beck was lost. And that was it. He promised me that it would never happen again. So I guess you could say it was kind of like a "happily ever after" ending.

In case you were wondering, my arm was all healed up. YAY! I think I was happier that my arm wasn't broken anymore than anything else. I was really getting super sick of that stupid cast. I was also excited that all my bruises had cleared up. Then there was the cut on my wrist. It was all healed up, but it left a long, L shaped, white scar. And when I say white, I mean WHITE. It was literally as white as snow. I know that that's a cliché comparison, but it was so true. So, except for that scar, I can almost pretend like nothing had ever happened.

And so I guess that's it. All is well in Hollywood Arts. Everything was the way it used to be, except for Tori and her watchful eyes. There was one other thing that would never be the same in my life… As much as I hated to admit it, I could never look at Beck the same way I used to. I could never trust him the same way I used too. Nobody could trust him the same way any of us used to. Beck used to be the one that everyone could go to for advice, not so much anymore. Bottom line is, I don't think things will ever be the same anymore.