Key: (BOLD + Italic are the character's Inner thoughts)

Milo POV

Why the hell did I agree to go to prom again? The minute I saw the red carpet full of couples and friend groups taking more pictures than paparazzi do for actual celebrities is when I knew I fucked up. See, I personally love the art of photography and taking pictures of the world, on the other hand though I hated taking pictures of myself, not because of some deep embedded self-hatred, but because I was way too awkward, hated smiling and had no idea what to do with my hands most of the time.

I got more and more terrified as we got closer to the famed carpet because I could already see Di and Archie trying to convince Bella to take a picture with them, and at that point I felt as if my life was over,  (maybe that sounded a little too dramatic). I'm pretty sure Matt could sense my reluctance, because soon I found myself being dragged away from the all the glitz and glamour to a quiet corner away from prying eyes.

"Hey are you ok Milo," I almost melted at the concern in his voice and tried to get myself to relax, "yeah it's just a little overwhelming I guess, I'm not really used to all this and it's a little too much." His eyes softened at the end of my sentence and I felt his warm arms wrap around me in a very comforting hug. "It's ok baby, just tell me when you start to feel overwhelmed again and we'll be out of here faster than a vampire."

Matt's dorky grin at the end was just too endearing for me not to smile back at him. So I decided to push all the negative thoughts to the very back of my mind where I keep all the other thoughts that keep me up at night and to just try to enjoy tonight, if not for myself, then for the wonderful man next to me who deserved an amazing prom experience. 

We walked back inside the gym just in time for Ed Sheeran's Perfect to start playing (which I heard was a prom classic), and slowed danced along with the other couples who were all gracefully gliding along the small center of the gym.....well almost all the couples. I could see Mike stepping on Jessica's toes and her trying to not wince in pain. 

I actually feel bad for her, because regardless of how much of a bitch she is, I think all she needs is a decent friend like Angela Webber, who was dancing with a certain dark haired boy who I'm pretty sure doesn't go here, but I recognize him as Persues Wren, my new neighbor who I definitely didn't expect to see here to all places.

Another thing I didn't expect was to see Jacob Black staring at my said neighbor's ass like a horny teen (which eww I did not need to see that today......or ever). I started getting more relaxed as we continued dancing and at some point I ended up being twirled by Di while Bella, Archie and Matt laughed their ass off. 

I don't know if I hallucinated it, but I swear I caught the Cullens glancing our way with smiles more than once. And even though the night was going great I kept getting the feeling that something was going to happen tonight, something bad and it left me tense and anxious.

To be fair, the first sign that something was wrong should have been the Cullens suddenly disappearing with a bright orangish red haired vampire women, but my dumbass brain thought that since it was normal for them to suddenly vanish that I shouldn't think much of it. Then the second sign of trouble that gave me an inkling that disaster was coming came in the form of the shit show that happened next.

Charlie Swan and another mysterious man who looked a lot like Hugh Jackman barged into the gym and went straight to Billy Black who was standing with Jacob and another ripped looking dude who was probably a shape-shifter too. And if this wasn't enough of a sign from God to get my ass back home then I don't know what is.......oh wait I do know, it's Edward Cullen practically sobbing about 15 meters away.

So at this point I was done with this circus of a prom and decided to just tell Matt to drop me back home which he gladly did (with only a little reluctance because he wanted to stay and watch what happened after Charlie Swan punched the Ken doll wannabe). 

The drive home was not spent in silence at all since he talked about anything and everything while singing our hearts out to You belong with me by Taylor Swift (truly a teen prom classic by a true queen if I do say so myself).

"I wish we could you this again everyday," I smiled at Matt's words and teasingly said, "what you mean you wish you could throw rocks at my window every morning and watch our noble police chief who also happens to be your uncle, punch some guy who looks like he starred in teen wolf."

"Ok first of all that was oddly specific and a little scary, and secondly I meant I wanna romance my lovely boyfriend everyday for the rest of my life because he deserves it." "You sap," I said before standing on my tip toes, grabbing him by the labels of his tux and kissing him so hard he hopefully forgot everything, but my name. 

Matt came up for air first looking very pleased if his grin was anything to go off by and before I could feel embarrassed by what I did he hugged me tightly and that was that, no words needed to be said between us. Eventually we had to pull away since Matt had to go check on everyone back at school, so we parted with one final kiss (that probably went on longer than it should have).

I walked back inside with a love struck grin on my face which was quickly wiped off when I was met with a completely dark house. I felt a spike of fear inside me when I saw a lone note on the fridge from my mom saying that she was planning on staying out light tonight and to not wait up for her. I have never seen my mother ever care enough to leave me a note. 

Never, not even when I was a 3-year-old child wondering where my mother was and why she wasn't here to read me bedtime stories like all my classmates mother's did I ever get a note from her. I was startled by my thoughts when I heard a throat clearing behind me, I froze in my place and slowly turned around.

The first thing I noticed was my a messy head of obsidian black curls very similar to the ones on my own head. The second thing was that the face of the man sitting on my favorite rocking chair had an uncanny resemblance to my own face, except it was harsher with cold blue eyes, while mine were a soft brown with flecks of green in the middle. 

The third thing was that this man was none other than my asshole of a father who decided that one of the best days of my life was the perfect time to make his entry into the story. My last thought before I passed out so I didn't have to deal with this shit anymore was that he really couldn't wait until the sequel to fuck up my life could he, as if I didn't have enough on my plate already........fuck my life.

A/N: I kinda like this chapter and yes I did shamelessly laugh while  writing it (I do find myself funny sometimes you know).

I really wanna apologize to you guys for taking a long time to update.....again, but I really was dreading this chapter because IT'S THE LAST ONE FOR THIS BOOK and I was sorta sad to see my baby be complete. 

Anyways have a good day/night. And unfortunately I will not be seeing you guys in the next chapter.  I love you guys!!!