Hey all, I know it's been awhile so sorry. Please please please R&R.. Thanks for sticking with me! Sorry, I know this one is a little short!


He continued to watch me but over Valentines Day he watched me especially closely. I missed him. I really did. The Lightwood boys told me that I was too good for him and he didn't deserve me. But I missed him. And I had a feeling he missed me too. So in order to be nice because it was a holiday. I tossed him a package of candy I was giving to everyone. He looked at me shocked. I don't know why but he told me later via text that he threw it away. He's a cruel boy. We were in a stage where we wer fighting all the time. Talking to him was like walking on a minefield. One way or another, I was always blown up. He tore me apart. Little by little. He told me all the things I had trusted him with, my secrets and twisted them into ugly things to throw in my face. But the sad part is, I missed him anyways. One night he texted me

So, Tess, I've been thinking. And I know that you're mad at me for all I have done, but….

But what?

Everything deserves a second chance

Does everything deserve a second chance? He did tear me down. And then I started thinking about did he deserve it? I didn't know what to think and sometimes I would fall asleep to the sound of his voice in my head singing sweet melodies and reading from books that I love. Others I would hate everything about him. I was torn. Then two nights after he asked me, I dreamed. I don't dream often but I dreamed.

I was in the Mall of America and Nickelodeon Universe had been turned into a water park. I was walking down a hall and sat next to Jessamine. And he was there, in the water park with his friends. I hadn't seen him yet but I knew he was there. So it was closing for the night and they set off a big wave to drench everyone in the park, I had just worked up enough courage to talk to him. But he was there, in his element. We talked for a bit and suddenly, he picks me up and spins me around, his blue eyes shining with happiness. He ends up holding me, like you would a toddler, balanced on his hip. But I didn't mind. And then we were kissing.