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To be honest, all my stories have reached the same point at the same time. You know what that means right? they're all coming to an end.... :'((((((

But don't worry, i have a lot more on the way!

So for one of the last chapters of GNS, here it is!

ENJOY!

Zain's P.O.V

I walked through the over crowded room that was bumping and jumping and making a whole load of noise dressed as the Mad Hatter. When was Benjamin and his friend's going to get here? I hated being at a party alone.

“Hey!” someone said, grabbing my arm and turning me around. I faced a very drunken looking Todd who reeked of alcohol that made my nose ache and dressed as a Ninja.

“Hey,” I replied, trying to take a step back from him.

“Why did you do this to me Nazza? Why did you have to fall for that stupid jock, when all I ever did was love you? All I ever wanted was for you to know and to love me back. Why did it have to be him?” Todd whined, slurring his speech and swaying about, grabbing onto me to hold him up.

“Todd, what are you talking about? You're drunk,” I said flatly, still glancing around for my boy.

“You're not listening to me!” Todd screamed, grabbing my shoulders with both his hands and digging his fingers in so that I ached.

“Ah, Todd, stop that hurts!” I cried, trying to pry him off.

“I don't care. Let it hurt. You hurt me. But I will still have you,” he growled, anger and lust in his eyes. This wasn't the Todd I knew, not even the drunken Todd I knew. Something was definitely up. But I was still so weak from the crash and everything, so it was easy when Todd yanked me along with him to one of the empty back rooms. This room happened to be the laundry with a dog bed in the corner. Todd threw me over to it and closed the door behind us, then moved the washing machine to block the door.

“Todd stop, you're acting funny,” I said to him, trying to get to my feet. But in the small room Todd pushed me back down and got on top of me so he was straddling me. I tried to fight him off, but he grabbed something from his pocket and tied both my hands to the handle of the washing sink. I felt tears in the back of my eyes. Was my best friend really about to rape me?

Todd crashed his lips onto mine, and they felt slimy and smelly and wrong! But still he shoved his tongue into my mouth and I wanted to gag.

He grinned and pulled away, then ripped my shirt open and tore it off my chest; then he started kissing over my skin. I had goosebumps, and not in a good way.

“HELP!” I screamed, but I knew it was no good, the music was too loud. Why did I not come here with Benjamin? We lived next door, but he wanted to walk and my brother insisted on driving me.

My stupid brother, what did he have against Benjamin anyway? Why did he have to be such a tight ass?

“Shut up!” Todd growled and punched me in the face. My jaw locked up on impact and I felt something loosen, but it freaking hurt like hell and the tears really dripped through my eyelashes.

But I didn't care, I wasn't going to sit here and take it. I was a fighter, I was Lucifer's son, and I didn't take it lying down. Excuse the pun.

Benjamin's P.O.V

“Have you got everything?” Blake asked for the millionth time. I groaned as I hobbled on my crutches to the front door dressed as a wounded army solider.

“Yes, I have everything. You know you can go with Matt in the car, you don't have to walk with me,” I sighed in frustration.

“And leave you defenceless? What kind of gay boy do you think I am, a Chiwawa?” Blake asked me pointedly. I just smirked and went out the front door with him.

“Why are you dressed as a pixie?” I asked curiously, glancing over at the completely adorable young boy beside me.

“Why not? Can't a boy be a pixie if he wants to?” Blake asked defensively. I shook my head.

“Of course Bud,” I rolled my eyes. Normally I would be embarrassed to be walking around the streets at night fall in fancy dress, but I was too exited to see Zain to care what anyone thought. We were going to hug, then kiss, then dance the night away before kissing some more, and I was going to let nothing ruin my night.

We arrived at the party once it hit full swing and the walls and windows were shaking, close to breaking point. Matt was waiting out the front for us dressed like an ancient Egyptian god.

“SEX-AY!” Blake cried and ran at Matt, then jumped on him.

“Let's roll,” Matt winked at me. I rolled my eyes and followed after them into the crowded house.

Let's Kill Tonight was blasting through the speakers and I wobbled about to the beat on my crutches, looking around for Zain. He said he was going to wait by the front for me, so where was he?

“Benjamin?” a girl came up to me, frowning and smelling of booze.

“Yeah?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at her. Don't tell me she was going to hit on me?

“You're Zain's boyfriend right? I'm Moyra, from his year,” the girl said.

“Oh, okay, have you seen him?” I asked her quickly.

“Yeah, that's why I came to talk to you. He went off down the hall with Todd about five minutes ago,” Moyra said and then walked off.

“Thanks,” I called after her, but I wasn't sure if she heard me or not over the noise. Matt and Blake went off into the jumping crowd so I turned and went down the hall. All the doors were open except one, so I could peer into all of them. There were people making out here and there, a few people fighting and what not, but no Zain. I reached the closed door and sighed, obviously it had to be this one, I grabbed the handle and twisted, but it was locked. Huh? I shoved against the door with my shoulder, it budged a fraction so I could see inside a centimetre, something was blocking the door.

“Zain?” I called through the gap.

“BENJI HELP!” Zain screamed, I heard tears in his eyes. Shit! I threw my crutches down and threw all my weight against the door. Then again and again until the blockade budged and I shoved the door open. Zain was on the floor on his back in the corner, his hands tied to something and Todd was on top of him, undressing himself. Zain's shirt was open. God, can't the universe just leave us in peace for once?

“Get. Off. My. Boyfriend,” I growled, low and sinister. Todd, who had looked up at all the noise I was making breaking down the door, laughed at me.

“You think he's really yours? You can't own him. I saw him first,” Todd cackled, madly insane. That kid was seriously messed up. Maybe I could knock some sense into him. I lunged across the room, grabbed him by the collar, and threw him up against the glass door that led outside. My hand was pressed against his throat and he tore at my hand, trying to get free.

“Benjamin wait!” Zain cried, scrambling to his feet and tugging on my arm. “It's not him. Something is wrong!” I didn't loosen my grip on Todd's neck, but I glanced down at Zain and I couldn't feel hate whilst looking into his eyes. I coiled my fingers back one by one and Todd dropped to the ground, gasping for air.

“I'm not letting him get away with this,” I growled to Zain to let him know I was still serious about all this.

“I know,” he said to me and crouched down at his “best friend”. “Todd, why are you doing this?” he asked. Todd coughed and spluttered about, then shook his head and looked up at me, then to Zain.

“He will not die in vain. His work will be carried on in others for centuries to come and no force will be strong enough to stop him. His form may change, his shell may be broken, but no one can stop him once he comes. Because he is the almighty ruler of hell, and he shall rise again!” Todd chorused in a trance like state. Zain bit his lower lip and looked up at me, we both knew what he had meant.

“Reminds me of Harry Potter,” Zain chuckled and stood, then leant over and kissed the top of my shoulder.

“Only more deadly and destructive,” I replied, putting an arm around his waist and carrying him out of there.

“You're leg, doesn't it hurt?” Zain asked me, looking down at my crutches sprawled over the hallway floor. I looked down at my broken leg and shrugged.

“Maybe I'm bionic?” I shrugged and placed Zain back on his two feet.

“There you guys are!” Blake cried, running down the hall with his arms in the air, Matthew close behind him smirking. There was someone hanging off Matt's arm too, looking sick but happy at the same time.

“Garret!” I cried and rushed over to him.

“My boyfriend's back and you're gonna be in trouble, hey-ya hey-ya my boyfriend's back!” Blake sung at the top of his lungs.

“Suiting don't you think,” Zain whispered in my ear and nodded back at the laundry.

“Don't you forget it,” I snickered to him and captured his lips with mine.

“Get a room!” Matt laughed and walked back to the party.

“MY TURN!” Blake cried and jumped into Garret's arms, wrapping his own around Garret's neck and smashing their lips together. They collapsed onto the ground in a fit of limbs as they kissed each other desperately.

“So is this the happy ending you wanted?” I asked Zain, wriggling my eyebrows at him. I was still pent up on the whole laundry scene, but it wasn't time to worry about that now.

“Nope,” Zain smirked evilly as we went off to join the party and have the good time we had all been looking forward to.

“Then what?” I asked him as we danced, well I hobbled about, in the living room while people glanced over at us every now and again. Did I care? HELL NO!

“There's the party... and then there's after the party. If you know what I mean,” Zain whisper giggled in my ear. Lust washed into my eyes and I groaned with desire, grabbing him, letting my crutches fall to the floor and almost hitting people, and pulled him close to me.

“Can't wait,” I purred in his ear and kissed his neck.

Don't worry this isn't the end! Stay tuned....

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