Okay so this was a little rushed towards the end, I was desperate to finish it because I was heartbroken at the news of TSC's cancellation. I will probably end up writing another longer piece, Fayana of course. Mostly likely some oneshots as well. Feel free to drop me prompts in your reviews and Ill do what I can. Hope you've enjoyed Paradise.

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"Diana!"

You could hear her scurrying behind you. You had declared your desire to leave town, having seriously considered the offer your safe choice had made. She had looked at you with a hurt look on her face, which you could see even though you refused to look at her directly. It had been less than a six hours since your needy sex, that left you exhausted more than you thought possible. Especially when you dissolved into tears.

You had left the room, and the house.

"Don't you dare leave me here alone!" she warns, across Cassie's front lawn.

You needed space, not just from her, or from the circle and the never ending stream of drama, but from yourself. You were evil, and you never wanted to feel any of it ever gain. Your father has killed your sister's mother, starting this whole domino effect in the first place. You weren't as strong as you thought you were.

"Why not?" you ask, spinning on your heel. You feel like the tears are ready to fall.

"You know why. You belong here. With us." You can see the subtle secondary meaning behind her words, but that's not enough.

"Give me a reason to stay!" you challenge. "It has been one thing after another since the school year started. I can't deal with any of this anymore."

She doesn't rise to your bait, just looks heartbroken as you wait for an answer. You don't get one and your mind is unconvincingly made up. A public declaration from the girl would have been the selling point to keep you in Chance Harbour, but it didn't come.

You walk away from your friends, the only family you have left. The girl you had let yourself fall for.

You pack your things in silence, voices nagging at the bag of your head, telling you that this was a bad idea. Your phone chimes constantly and buzzes often. You ignore it until you can't ignore it anymore.

'Meet me please. Java Brew, now.'

It's her.

'Why?'

'I need to see you before you leave.'

You hesitate. But you agree anyways. Your life is packed into two suitcases, and you hitch a ride with a neighbour into town. As soon as you've convinced her that nothing can change her mind You're barely in the door, wheeling your suitcases behind you, looking for a booth when she bounds up to you desperately.

The entire circle is there, watching expectantly.

"Stay."

"Give me a reason why I should stay," you challenge again. You're in a public place, you expect her to fold.

"Because you belong here."

"You said that already."

"With me."

She pauses, probably out of sheer nervousness, throws a glance at the gang of misfits in the back corner, and kisses you in the middle of the local coffee house. Your bag drops from your fingertips as you tug her closer, purely out of habit, you tell yourself. You hear several loud gasps from the gang. You can practically hear the smirk on Melissa's face.

"Because you belong here with me and because I love you," she whispers, pulling back after a moment. "Stay. I'll do whatever you want, just stay."

You can see the sincerity in her eyes, but only because it's not an emotion that usually comes from the resident bad girl. A tear drops to your cheek, and she gently thumbs it away.

"I don't have anywhere else to go."

"Stay with me," she repeats. "I love you."

You press your lips to hers, and waste no time in deepening the kiss, pouring everything you have into the action. "I love you, too."

"You'll stay?"

You nod. You think you've found your paradise in hell.

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