I wore a long flowy dress which faded from a light pink to a darker shade. I didn't want to wear a tight dress, I wanted to make a good impression.
I knocked on Hazils door. "Hazil, you ready? We've got to go." I shouted.
She flung the door open, making me step a few steps back.
"I'm ready."
Then I saw it.
The red marks under her eyes, she had been crying.
"Hazil-"
"Let's go!" She pushed passed me, but I grabbed her wrist.
"You can't run away Hazil. I will listen till the early hours if you need me too."
"I. Don't. Need. You." She hissed through her teeth and ran down stairs.
After a few seconds, stunned, I followed her.
"Ready?" Thomas smiled.
"Yes." I replied, he took my hand and lead me towards the car.
It didn't take us long to arrive at Tashas beautiful house.
It was large but comfy. The feel of the house heats off safety and security.
Thomas held my hand and led me in as Hazil dragged her feet behind.
The interior was even more beautiful. It was so unique with its wooden theme.
"Y/N! Thomas! Hazil!" Tasha ran up to us. "So glad you came, we are just sitting down."
"Are we late?" I asked.
"No, I'm always early." She laughed.
I felt Thomas squeeze my hand as we walked into the dining room.
The room was fairly full but I didn't recognise anyone at that point.
"You three are sat next to me at the end." Tasha smiled at Hazil and pointed to the end of the table.
Hazil sat right next to her grandma, then it should of been Thomas then me.
Before Thomas sat down he pulled out my chair.
I gently sat down, but I made the mistake when I looked up.
At first it was shock on his face.
But then his grin grew.
I tried to contain myself, but I couldn't.
The person sat opposite me wore a black suit and tie. The person who told my dearest sister he would love her forever. The person who wrecked everything.
The person who destroyed my family.
The person who destroyed nearly everything about me.
Jace.
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FanfictionSomeone like him doesn't love someone like me. But he did, he made me smile again against all odds. But, like everyone, they leave. But this time, I had a second chance.
