Ok, so here it is, the Last Chapter. Before you guys go on, there is something I must confess... I SUCK AT ENDINGS (Plus, I wrote it at, like, 3AM on a school night). So, there is a high chance that you'll be disappointed. Please, those good author/writer-adviser out there, give me tips and advice on how to improve!

Disclaimer: Please refer to previous chapter(s).

"Evan, wait!" Wes yelled after the blond boy that was pounding down the stairs. The moment Angela's mouth opened and vile words spewed out, Evan had dashed from Han's room, tripped twice down the hallway, completely ignoring his protesting knees and kept running towards the stairs. Wes and David followed closely behind.

Evan ignored the calls from his friends and continued descending down the stairs, tripping several times in his haste. He briefly wondered if he'd break Reed's record of falling down a single staircase more than 5 times. But that thought was banished as he skidded to a halt in the common room. He made it just in time to hear Angela saying "No wonder he hates you."

And when he saw Ethan's trembling form and Angela's evil smirk. Evan lost it. With a silent precision of cold anger, he stepped between his brother and soon to be ex-girlfriend and slapped her. The resounding smack rang out in the otherwise silent common room. Kurt, Reed and Dwight had all arrived to witness the slap. Wes and David not far behind.

"E-Evan?" Angela breathed out, holding her cheek, her eyes wide with shock.

"How dare you talk to my brother like that," Evan seethed, eyes flaring with anger.

"Wh-What are you talking about, baby?" Angela let out an almost hysterical giggle, eyes darting wildly as if looking for a way out.

"I heard what you said to Ethan," Evan narrowed his eyes, glaring at Angela.

"I-I didn't- It wasn't-" Angela stuttered.

"Save it. We're over. Get out." Evan snapped, pointing at the door as an emphasis.

"But I-"

"Angela. We. Are. Over." Evan said with a finality that could not be dissuaded.

For a moment, Angela just looked lost. Then, something in her clicked and her eyes flashed with rage and a tinge of hysterics. "You don't know what you're talking about! Everything I've said about you're good-for-nothing twin is true! You just haven't realized it yet!" she screeched, jabbing at Ethan's direction accusingly, "You will regret leaving me for that fool. I promise you this, one day you will see Ethan for the pathetic idiot that he is and you WILL come crawling back to me." And with that, she stormed out Windsor House with a slam at the door.

A momentary silence as the Windsors stared at the door, eyes wide and unblinking. Angela's rant had been near psychotic and it kind of scared them a little. Evan was the first to break out of the stare, turning around to face his brother instead.

Throughout the whole confrontation, Ethan hadn't said a single word and kept his head down, trying to become invisible. He was so sure Angela was right and sooner or later, Evan would realize she was right. He might not crawl back to Angela like she predicted, but he will surely see Evan for who he truly is – a worthless piece of trash.

So that was why Ethan was so surprised when Evan lifted his chin up to see Evan's loving and apologetic gaze. "I'm so sorry," Evan whispered. He then enveloped his twin brother in his arms, tears leaking out as he thought about how Ethan must have suffered all these times.

After a moment of hesitation, Ethan reached up and hugged his twin back. And just by having his twin back in his arms broke the dam Ethan was holding back. Floods of tears ran down his cheek onto his brother's shirt. A litany of apologies spilled from Evan's lips, but Ethan quickly stopped that. "It's ok. It's not your fault," he told his brother, rubbing his back soothingly.

"B-But I was s-so mean to you… And I should've believed you! I-I don't know why I didn't, but I should have! And- and-"

"Evan! It's ok," Ethan laughed softly, burrowing into Evan's shoulder, comforting him. And really, it should be the other way around, considering the situation, but Ethan finally – finally – got his brother back and couldn't bring himself to care. "It's ok," Ethan repeated, smiling.

After a few minutes, Evan calmed down enough to duck his head sheepishly. He had noticed their audience and was a little embarrassed. "I'm really sorry guys," he apologizes again, to the whole generally. Ethan mock glared at him for apologizing again, but his grin ruined the effect.

"It's fine. We forgive you," Reed laughed, hugging the Tweedles.

"As long as you don't do it again," Wes reprimanded.

"Yes, it was quite tiring watching you fall for a bitch," David added. Evan winced. Yeah, he's got to work on that. But to be fair, he didn't even know how he fell in love with that monster in the first place!

"If this does happen again, I won't hesitate to slap you," Kurt threatened. And Evan took him seriously, he actually would prefer to be slapped by Alice than repeat the same mistake again.

"Here," Dwight shoved what looked like a beaded necklace at both twins. "Protective charms," he explained after seeing their confused – albeit amused – expressions. "Wear it. At all times," he ordered.

"Whatever you say, Knight," they said in unison and god, it felt good to be together again.

A few more moments of apologizing and forgiving later, the twins were back in their room, lying on their bed, hands intertwined.

"Ethan."

"Yeah, Evan?

"I promise I won't leave you ever again or hurt you like that."

"And I promise to never do the same."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

END

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I know, I know. I suck. Like hell. *sigh* On the bright side, I finally completed my first ever fanfiction! Yay! And I'm working on several new ones! I'm also thinking of a sequel to this story (*hint hint* Angela's revenge *hint hint*).

No, there will no be Epilogue. Considering how much I already screwed up the ending, I won't taint it any more than necessary.

Hope I'll get to post more stories and that you guys read them.

With love,
Nioral Noas.