This is chapter fifty-two, the last chapter of Cinderella Who.
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Now that I had been thinking, I still hadn't gotten a clear, detailed understanding of what had happened between Asher, Krett, and Anna.

I was disturbed with what she had told me. I was lucky, she said. I took a leave from work to fix that. I should also consider quitting that job, the coworkers were somewhat lunatics.

A doorbell rang loudly and soon Nana boomed, "Get the door, Taylor!"

I was somewhat homeless too. I wore nothing, but sweatpants and t-shirts. I ran down the staircase as swift as I could and reached the front door.

"Hey, Taylor." I was greeted by a boy I knew too much of.

I didn't really remember much of what had gone down two days ago. I knew I was drunk. I knew I had an awful hangover in the next morning. But, I also knew he didn't come and I didn't want him to come too.

I gathered myself up to stare right into his jade orbs and said, "What are you doing here?"

He still looked pale, yet he didn't really stand upright. A frown would be awful on his face now and it did happen. He said, "I think we need to talk."

I thought so too, yet I was hesitant to talk to him. I felt this sort of emotion, thinking that what had happened to Anna could happen to me. He wasn't fully honest, always hiding a piece of his thoughts. I was...afraid. I didn't want to know more about what could happen to me in the latter, yet I wanted to know what he wanted to say. He was here, willing to talk to me, yet I wasn't budging an inch.

I folded my arms, hugging them close to keep some sort of warmth. I wasn't moving at all, yet he wasn't too. We just remained there standing in front of each other. I looked into his jade orbs, catching the permanent sparkle that glimmered like a jewel. They weren't filled with malice, bad intentions, but they were filled with worry. I wondered what she had seen in those eyes. It's difficult to think that he's a man like that, but her words stuck like a permanent stain.

I struck back to reality, taking in the surroundings and a figure who stood waiting in front of me. He frowned and gave me a sad gaze. "Talk to me, princess."

Princess. I actually loved that nickname, but thinking that he had called her 'princess' too made me quite dislike it. I heaved a sigh. "It's...Taylor."

I noticed the disappointment carved on his face and I bit the inside of my mouth in regret. He went on, "Let's talk...Taylor. Please?"

I hadn't talked to him in weeks. I hadn't answered his phone calls, his text messages, or even his emails. I had spent my time indulging in my thoughts, yet it wasn't really productive. It was a lonely time, but I wasn't sure meeting him again was an overjoying moment.

I merely nodded and a relieved smile appeared on his face. I mumbled, "Let me grab my coat."

I whirled around before I could even see his response, but it wasn't going to be something special anyway. I snatched a coat from a hanger and slipped in my arms.

I expected not much, but the less things to talk about meant that it's actually more serious than I thought. The firm gaze he had on his face confirmed my thoughts.

Moments later, I was standing right in front of a greenhouse with him beside me. I was staring at the greenhouse, whilst he was staring at me instead. That's the difference between us. It could've looked beautiful in his eyes, yet the greenhouse looked old and dead. Tall grasses surrounded the greenhouse like stray weeds, withered flowers remained in hiding inside the greenhouse, and faded glass had vines wrapped around. It was somewhat fascinating.

Playing around with my right foot, I glowered at the stomped-on grass below my feet. I scoffed, "Now, what?"

He swooped right in front of me and sauntered into the greenhouse, although the atmosphere screamed an unwelcoming gesture. I followed from behind, keeping my distance from the dead flowers around me. I could only see his firm back, but I could tell the nervousness radiating around him. He halted all of a sudden, standing right in the middle of the greenhouse. Withered plants crept around him, but sunlight shone upon him like a spotlight.

Instinctively, I also stopped my walking pace and stared at his still figure. He whirled around with a glum expression on his face. "Now, we talk."

I sucked in a breath, feeling woozy. "You first."

Stalling time, I looked at him with hopeful eyes. I couldn't assume what he was having in mind right now, because he would probably be clueless about how Anna felt—how I felt.

He let his chest stricken, pale and stiff, and ran his fingers through his dark beauty of hair. "I'm...sorry about everything that happened."

I let out a short puff of air. He resumed, "I must've treated her badly at a certain point. The only way she can hurt me is to...hurt you."

He must've? He said that? It was clear that he had wronged her. He was still oblivious. He didn't understand at all. He needed someone to say it to his face, yet Anna's extreme deed didn't even help the situation. I released a sigh, making me feel light-headed. "You don't understand, Asher. Look...I think you really wronged her, but you're not even sorry?"

He stared at me wide-eyed. I was right. He didn't know what he had done wrong. I sucked in another breath. "Do you know what you've done to her at all?"

He paled, yet I was somewhat sure that he didn't know. Hurting someone while thinking that it's nothing unforgivable. He said unsurely, "What d-do you mean? I've never done anything bad to her."

"You've left her, many times." I felt like I wasn't even talking about her anymore.

"You've never given any rational explanation, just leaving like that." I bit an urge to pour down crying.

Gritting his teeth, he seethed out, "What are you talking about? Everything I've done is for–"

"Her own good?" I challenged him, trembling. "You think it's for her own good, but it's for your own good instead."

He actually looked confused, but I sensed that he was beginning to realise my point. I couldn't stand the fact that he had even called her 'princess'. "You're a jerk for playing us like that!"

I didn't even know that I was already letting my tears escape. They poured down my cheeks, trickling down my neck. I was engulfed in a warm embrace, wrapped around with a pair of strong arms. I cried and cried, letting my tears soak his shirt. I clawed at his chest, but I only managed to wrinkle his shirt. I cried about how much of an arsehole he was, but he was there to embrace me instead.

He nuzzled my hair, letting his hand comb through them. "I didn't know, I didn't know...I'm sorry."

I merely cried even worse. "I want you, Asher. Leaving a multiple times just hurts me and I just feel...angry."

"I'm really sorry..." He whispered huskily into my ear, nuzzling my hair even further. "Y'know, you're special. I always think that you're the only princess for me, although I've flawed a lot. But, this time, I'll make it right."

I looked up, actually having hope in him. I couldn't ignore the sincerity in his voice. He went on, "I promise I'll make it right. I know what I want now, truly. I give you my word, you're the one I truly want."

I gave him a doubtful glance. He said, "Look, I know I've cut off our relationships more than enough times. But, after the incident with Anna, I know what my heart truly yearns for, even up to the point that my heart yearns for you till the end."

He pulled away and took my hand in his. He pulled out his pinky finger and intertwined it around mine. "I promise you, you're the one I want. Forgive me for my uncertainty."

He raised my hand to his lips and placed a quick kiss. It was his prince-like attitude showing, but it was quite magical how it was truly sincere. He reached out for my tear-stained cheeks and caressed them gently, wiping off the stains. "Princess, I give you my absolute word."

I nodded, speechless as to what to say to him. He seemed content and broke out into a lopsided grin. "You're astonishing, Taylor."

He embraced me once again, yet I let him do that. I was engulfed in his comfortable warmth and I didn't want to let go. Even if he didn't say all those things, I would find myself still loving him with all my heart but a painful path I would've followed.

He pulled away, but our bodies remained pressed against each other. He caressed my cheek. "Can I kiss you?"

I couldn't even let my sarcasm take over. I nodded and sealed a kiss between the two of us. I missed it all.

***

"This game sucks." Asher uttered in exasperation, kicking sand with the toes of his shoes. I smirked and retorted, "It can't be helped if you're a bad player."

He pouted his lips and narrowed his jade orbs at me. But, he wouldn't glare at me for long. I flicked him in the forehead and spat, "You don't glare at Taylor Peaksons, I'm warning you. It's for the kids."

He lost the malicious glint in his jade orbs and a hint of amusement flashed in them. The corners of his lips pulled up into a devilish smirk and he bowed down. He said, "Forgive me, my princess."

The children looked happy, because of this mini baseball game we're having. But, I'm overjoyed because Asher looked genuinely happy because of those kids.

How I wished for my own kids someday...

His head whipped around to the little girl that sat by with a teddy bear in her hands and he gave her a wink. She showed a grin on her face and twirled a few strands of her red pigtails shyly. Honestly, I felt a pang of jealousy.

I asked him bitterly, "Who's that? One of your close peers?"

He whirled around and stared back at me with a raised eyebrow. He said, "She's one of the kids here, my close friend. She's Tanya and her teddy bear is Tiffany."

Who was this girl exactly? I cringed at the same initials of our names, even the teddy bear's.

I chewed my lower lip, feeling the fury stirring up inside me. I crossed my arms and eyed the kids playing baseball. They were completely oblivious of a wrathful me.

I glanced at the girl again, inspecting her features that seemed admirable to Asher. Freckles were painted on both of her cheeks, her green crystals watching the game with red bangs hovering over them, and a pearly white set of teeth was showcased in her wide grin. But, she looked too anorexic for her liking. I still felt a little jealous of her. But, she's definitely more than ten years old.

"Princess, I beg of your attention to be bestowed upon me." Asher's words cut my thoughts, causing me to whip my head around towards him.

I restrained a scowl, but it still appeared. I said sourly, "What?"

He pressed his lips into a frown and gazed at me guiltily. He asked me, "What did I do wrong?"

I grumbled, "Nothing."

He shook his head and shrugged off the thought, watching the game unfold right in front of him. I sighed, thinking men can't ever understand what a girl means by 'nothing'.

Making things worse for me, the girl trotted into the baseball field right towards Asher. "Asher!"

He whirled around abruptly and caught her in his embrace. "Tanya, you shouldn't be running around like that!"

I let out a puff of breath in annoyance and glowered at them. I couldn't believe I was actually getting jea–no, I wouldn't!

I exhaled a sigh of relief when Asher told her, "Go sit on the bleachers."

"It's boring." She whined, letting her pigtails bounce up and down.

Asher showed her a lopsided grin. "I need you to watch me from afar. I'm going to score a home-run."

Huh, what a pompous boast. But, the girl looked like she believed it. "Okay!"

If he were going to score a home-run, he should be scoring it for me. I couldn't let him win now. I yelled to him, "Watch your ass, Asher!"

He winked and stood by. He wasn't winning anyways, it was my team to hit a home-run. I turned to my team of kids and yelled, "Let's do it, beat their asses!"

I was pretty sure some adults glared at me for saying that. But, in the corner of my eye, Asher threw his head back in laughters. I squinted at him, but I was soon encouraged by the cheers my team made.

Such cute kids.

"Run!" Someone screamed, as everyone stared at the flying baseball high up in the air.

Well, ain't he running towards me? I spotted him sprinting to me, but I wasn't his target. It was the baseball that landed right in front of the foes of my feet. I panicked, wondering why I was even standing in the middle of the field.

They're going to win, but I wasn't going to let them do just that.

I set my gaze on his jade orbs and set off running towards him. He looked startled for a moment, but he still ran nevertheless. I felt a smirk creeping up on my face and still sprinted towards him. It's a collision, it would be.

"Where are you go–" His shouts were instantly gone into thin air as I collided, hugging him tight until we eventually stumbled down to the ground.

I could hardly call it a hug, because it was more of a tackling down with affection. "I'm sorry."

He wrestled in my grasp, but I gave it all my effort to keep him down on the ground. I gritted my teeth, yet he seemed to be way more distressed by the baseball that laid away from him by a mile. I laughed to myself, using my weight to secure him down.

"Home-run!" Someone yelled, bringing up a wide grin to my face. I won, he lost. He proved himself wrong to win.

I turned to him, only to meet his jade gaze. He looked distressed, but somewhat amused. "You know I'm only giving in, because it's you, right?"

"Hardly." I leaned in my lips closer and locked our lips in an intense kiss. I ran my fingers through his dirtied hair while I tasted his lips. He didn't resist, but instead he kissed me back. His strong stance loosened up and he pulled me closer to him by the neck. I could wish it would stay like this forever.

It was a crazy ride through life, but I wouldn't regret a single bit of it. It was only through this insane, dangerous voyage I could end up with a huge smile on my face and a man I dearly loved much.

And it would be forever.

End of this chapter, ahem', the last chapter. Nooo...Cinderella Who has finally come into an end! I'm gonna miss these guys dearly.

What do you think? I think it's kinda crappy.

Should I write an epilogue and tell me how you want it to be like?

Maybe a sequel?

Well, thank you for joining me in this crazy ride in Cinderella Who. Therefore, I declare this as the end of Cinderella Who. Goodbye, Taylor, Asher, Damien, Kylie, and other extras. Haha XD

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