Catwalk Love

A/N: Happy New Year to all of you readers and wecome to the yer of 2014! I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and are excited to see me updating this again finally! First off, I apoligize for not updating in forever. Its been like hell here in my house and writing really wasn't an option. I updated one of my other fanfics and I was like "Hmmm, I bet people would love to see an update on my other stories as well, so here goes nothing." So if you're following any of my other stuff its going to be updated. Enjoy this new chapter my beauties 3!

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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Theresa Gray

Recap: "You wouldn't understand, Will. You have no idea what's going on." she whispered out.

"Tessa if you tell me I could help you-"

"NO! You don't get it do you Will? This is bigger than the both of us. You. Do. Not Understand. This. Any of it."

I sat on the couch a slightly blubbered mess from crying. Will sat beside me on the couch rubbing soothing circles on my back. It feels good, but it doesn't change what is happening again.

Mortmain has someone working under his name again or there is someone else out there who is just as insane as Mortmain.

"Is there any possible way that Mortmain could have gotten the letter out without any of the guards seeing?" Will asked as he looked at the envelope.

"No, I don't think so at least. The guards said that they refused to send any of the letters he had written me."

"Did you read it yet?"

"No. Will, a year ago something similar like this happened and it took an entire year to find this man. The first time it was Axel Mortmain, this is something completely different then if Mortmain can't get his letters out to me. Someone is either working with Mortamin or there is someone else competely different."

"Can I open it and read it?" Will asked softly.

I slightly nodded my head.

I heard the snap of the seal when it was broken and the movement of paper.

"Read it Will. Out loud." I said in monotone.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

I nodded.

(Will is reading this out loud):

My Sweetest Tessa,

There's not a day that goes by when I don't look at your beautiful face in the magazines you're in or the pictures of you on the internet. I see that you have found a new partner to replace the others. They were never really good enough for you anyways, but this one, Will Herondale, is a looker. Never before have I seen such beautiful black hair and blue eyes. He's quite appealing and he looks very, very pretty. I want to feel the smooth, creaminess of your skin and smell the sweet, sweet lavender that comes off your skin. But don't let that man touch you before I get to. I also took the liberty of sending you a copy of some of my favorite picutres of you that I took myself just so you can see how beautiful you look. I look forword to the day that I will finally neet you my sweet darling.

All My Love,

Dq

I looked at Will and saw the fury that was rolling in his eyes. He looked like he could tear down the Great Wall of China right now. Suddenly something hit me.

"Wait.. What was the initial again?" I ask a little confused.

" It was 'H'. Wh-.. It wasn't Mortmain. There's someone else involved in all of this.

"Let me see the letter Will." He handed me the letter and I ran off to my room. I had kept all the creepy letters that Mortmain had sent me. There was something not right about this particular letter. I took one of the letters and brought it out to the living room where everyone was sitting.

I unfolded the letter and compared the two. The way it was written was different. This wasn't Mortmain's handwriting.

Pulling my hair out of my face and into a ponytail, I quickly slid on my shoes and grabbed my coat before running out my apartment door. As I reached the elevator, I heard Jessamine and Will running after me and calling my name.

"Where are you going, Tessa?" Jessamine asked.

"Do you really need me to answer that?" I said coldly. I probably shouldn't be cold to them because they are trying to help, but I'm so tired of this bullshit. It is going to end. I will not suffer another year of this again.

"Get in the car if your coming with me." They both climbed in an struggled to put on their seatbelts as I sped out of the parking lot.

5 minutes later, we arrived in front of the prision that held my "greatest fan" as he called himself. I walked in to the prision, not caring about the fact that I was getting drenched with rain. I wanted this torcher to end.

I went to the officer on duty and demanded that he take me to see Mortmain.

When I arrived at his cell, he looked up with glee at me. "Oh my! The lovely Tessa graces me with her presence twice in one day. It must be my lucky day."

"Cut the bullshit Mortmain. Who's your apprentice this time?"

"Apprentice? What apprentice are you talking about my darling Tessa?" He's acting like he doesn't know anything about it.

"The apprentice that wrote me this letter and broke into my apartment." I held up the letter inbetween my fingers.

"Tessa, I haven't had the time to look for a new apprentice. Ever since you had me locked away I haven't been allowed to have any visitors. So how could I have found another apprentice by now? Plus there's one small catch to your story, you still haven't found my first apprentice have you?"

At his comment my head snapped towards him. That's right. We never found the first apprentice. Have we?

Will Herondale

This dirty bastard is torchering my sweet Tessa to no end. I will put a stop to all this madness. I'm tired of seeing her in pain and sadness.

"So who is your first apprentice Mortmain?" I ask him.

"Young William," he eyed me as if he was studying me, "It wouldn't be nearly as much fun if I just told you that, now would it? And as for you these photos, be careful of where you touch me princess. I don't want your filthy hands all over her pure skin. You'll dirty it and make it impure."

"Will, make my skin impure? You're the one who would make my skin impure if you ever touched it. Will is an honest man and I would rather him touch me than you!" Tessa spat at him.

Mortmain looked at him like he had been shot through the heart. "But all I ever wanted was to make you happy Tessa. But since I can't I suppose I can let William here subsitiute for me until I can get out."

"Forget it, Mortmain. You're never getting out of here. And if you do, you will never touch my girl."

"Well then. I was going to give you a clue as to whom my apprentice was, but apparently you don't want it." I was ready to reach through these bars and kill this man. He doesn't deserve to be alive, but if I kill him, I lose my freedom and I'll lose Tessa.

"What's the clue, Mortmain?" I asked impatiently.

"I don't know if you deserve it. It i-"

"I do deserve it. I have made Tessa happy from the moment, I met her and I will continue to protect her from you. Now what is it?"

"He's always at the photoshoots. He works for the company your under. That's how I've been able to find where you lived so easily. Your privacy isn't very secret-like. He really stands out from the rest of the people."

With that, Tessa turned and stormed out. I wish she wouldn't do that. For a girl in heels, she walks remarkably fast. With Jessamine trailing behind me, I called Jem.

"Yes Will?" His calm voice came from over the phone.

"I'll need you to come to the next photoshoot tomorrow." I said as I managed to catch the door before Tessa slammed it in my face.

"What? Photoshoot? Will what have you, gotten yourself in to?"

"I kinda became a modeling partner to Tessa, but this isn't about me. I need you there tomorrow. Can you do it?"

"Of course I can Will. What time?"

"7:30 am."

"WHAT THE HELL WILL? 7:30 IN THE MORNING? ARE YOU CRAZY!" he screamed at me over the phone.

I climbed into the car before Tessa, kicked the gas into high gear. "Yes. 7:30 in the morning. It's gonna suck, but that's been my life for the past week and a half. Get over it."

With a regrettable sigh "Fine. I'll be there." and then he hung up. If anyone can notice someone who's not suppost to be there. It will be James Carstairs. He notices all the stupid things that I don't. Like this one time, he noticed that I started to fall into a slump after my little sister enrolled in the secret services for the Shadowhunters. She's currently off doing some work in Italy, but when she was first deployed I was a little upset and somethings in my "habits", as Jem would put it, started to change. And the very first day, he caught all of them and told me about them the next day.

So if anyone can do it, it will be him.

Its already 7:30 in the morning and both Tessa and I are at the sight for the shooting and were getting the wardrobe done. The theme of the shoot is "A Blossoming Romance". The shoot is taking place outside of the country, which I had no idea about. So we boarded the private plane and flew all the way to fricken JAPAN! What in the name of the Angels was Marshall thinking?!

We arrived on the scene and I must say the flight was kinda worth it. The field was open and it was filled with cherry blossom trees. I watched as Tessa admired the beauitful blossoms on the trees. She had never looked more beautiful than this moment right here and now.

"Tessa! William! Come on! We're already late, we need to get a move on!" The fashion coordinater called.

"We're coming!" we shouted in unison. In seconds, I was being pulled into a room that was made of nothing but poles and drapes. I was put in a white suit with a silver vest and a black tie. my hair was perfectly coiffed and after the final overlook, I was sent out to meet up with Tessa.

I walked out and saw Tessa standing in a silver dress that flowed effortlessly with the breezes. It was one shouldered and shimmered ever so slightly with enery single one of her movements. Her hair was perfectly straight and her make-up was soft. Not as heavy and plastered as most of the times. It seemed natural. The gray in her eyes was brought out and her lips were a beautiful pale nude and she was in a pair of white strappy heels.

She looked like my own personal goddess standing before me.

Just as the make-up artist finished applying the last line of eyeliner to her lid she opened and fluttered her beautiful eyelashes. Her eyes met mine breifly and then we were called to Marshall.

"Wow. I really have to start paying the coordinators more. You both look fabulous! Alright, the setting is early spring. You both are starting to realize that what you have isn't deniable anymore and it will all "blossom" here. So lets make some magic my beauties. We'll start with some single shots, then move to the couples shots. Will, you're up first."

"Alright, Marshall." I looked over at Jem who was still scoping out people and he looked back at me and shook his head that he didn't notice anything yet. Damn it!

I just did what the coordinator told me to and then before I knew it, it was Tessa's turn. As much as I would have loved to watch her, I had to talk to Jem.

"Anything yet Jem?"

"No. Not yet. There's too many people here and they're all a little weird."

"Go ask Marshall, over there, and see who's suppost to be here. That should do it."

He nodded and headed over to Marshall and they started talking. I watched as Marshall pointed at all of the people and Jem nodded at each of them. Then something in his expression changed. It was a look of confusion. He turned to Jem and pointed over past my shoulder. I turned and found a man standing there with an extra camera that didn't seem to be one of the company's. Jem and I shared a quick look before, we began to head over in that genral area. He looked at us with cold eyes and began to walk away. His eyes were cold.

He turned around the changing tent and then he disappeared.

"That was him. According to Marshall, that man was DeQuincey. He used to be the photographer before he was caught taking pictures of the models while they were changing. After he fired him, he never returned his access pass, so that must be how he's been getting in the shoots. And with as busy as these things are I wouldn't be suprised if no one ever noticed him."

Alright. I've got a name and a face. Now all I need to do is capture this son of a bitch and make him confess to stalking Tessa.

The initials finally make sense. DeQuincey.

I just made it my personal goal to find this dirty bastard.

Marshall broke my thoughts and told me that it was time for the couples shoot. I saw Tessa waiting for me and that was it. My promise was sealed.

A/N: WOW! That was a lot for me to write. I bet some of you figured out who it was even before I said the actual name and those of you who did, I give you props.I really should have updated a long time ago, but you guys know my insecurities and they really suck. So I hope you all liked this new chapter. I decided to start merging a little bit of my style into what was based off the previous authors. So I hope you all liked it. As always rate and review in the proper sections and I love you all to the stars and back.

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