Seconds Chances *Completed*

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Parking behind Tony's jeep, I wipe my face, ridding it of my tears. I get out my car, walking up to Tony's front porch. I take a deep breath, bringing my hand to the door, forming a fist before knocking on it. I hear footsteps, the door unlocking. The door opens showing him.

"What happened?" Tony raises his eyebrow at me, not letting me in the house, just yet.

"You were right." I mumble, looking down at the ground.

"About what?" He questions. "I'm right about a lot of things." I don't even have to look up, to know he has a cocky ass smirk on his face.

"Really Tony?" I glare at him.

"I'm sorry, sorry." Tony apologizes. "You, um, you wanna come in?"

That's the Tony I know. The one I fell in love with in high school. My shy turtle.

"Yeah, that'd be nice." I smile, him replying with a half hearted smile, opening the door wider to let me know.

I walk in, Tony closing the door behind us. The usual shouting from Kaylah playing her video games from the living room, aren't playing, so I walk in there to figure out why. She's not even here.

"Where's Kaylah?" I question, sitting on the couch, Tony sitting a few feet away from me.

"Remember, her friend Veronica and her were going roller skating after the Hershey trip, and staying at her place for the night?" Tony answers, raising his eyebrow at me. "Are you alright?"

"No, actually." I give a depressing laugh, a long sigh coming out afterwards. "You know what I could go for?"

"Are you serious?" Tony blushes furiously, both of us knowing what I want. "Right now?"

"Right now." I smirk, standing up walking past him, to the front door.

I get to my car, pulling the Baggie out of the glove compartment. I put it in my pocket, locking my car up as I go back into the house. I sit in my original spot in the living room, taking the baggie out of my pocket, Tony holding the lighter in his hand, a shy smile on his face.

"Here you go." Tony passes me the lighter, while I put the baggie on the table, rolling up the hash.

"Thank you." I reply, putting the joint between my lips, flicking the lighter on, bringing it to the joint.

The fire catches the end of the joint, bringing me instantly to euphoria. I extinguish the flame, putting the lighter on the table, wrapping my fingers around the joint, pulling it out of my mouth to exhale the smoke from my mouth. I see Tony watch me in wonderment, from the corner of my eye, the same thing he did when we first smoked weed together.

I take another hit, closing my eyes. I take it out after a minute or so, breathing the smoke out in big o's. I look toward Tony, holding the joint in front of him.

"Want some?" I question, his eyes looking at the joint in between my fingers.

"I forgot how to." He barely whispers.

"Open up." I mumble.

Tony obeys, opening his mouth slightly. I place the joint between his pink lips, closing his mouth by pressing his lips together around the joint. I bring his hand up to hold the joint, his face holding a child-like look to it.

"Inhale." I breath through my nose to show him, him following my directions, his eyes never leaving mine. "Exhale."

I exhale through my mouth, Tony bringing the joint out of his mouth, exhaling in big o's, like I did before. A smile forms on his lips, bringing the joint back to his lips. He inhales before passing it back to me. We do this for a while, until there's barely anything weed left and we're so high, that we're sliding up a fucking double rainbow with this unicorn name Fred.

"Yo, what if Fred got married to princess peach?" Tony gasps looking at me.

"Holy shit, what if he got married to Kaylah?" My eyes get wide at the thought.

"Does that make Kaylah princess peach?" Tony questions, a giggle falling out of his precious lip.

"Maybe." I laugh.

Tony's eyes move on to the ceiling, my eyes staying on him.

"Tony?" His eyes move on to me, an innocent look to him.

But he is innocent. He didn't deserve to be left pregnant by me, he gave me all of him, and I denied him happiness, by leaving him to raise my child for 17 years by himself. And I know how to apologize and repay him. Give him all of me.

"Yeah, Mike?" He replies.

My eyes stay on his lips, my body moving closer to his. Our foreheads connect, our lips begging for comfort by the other's.

"I'm so fucking sorry for leaving you back in high school. You don't know how stupid I felt- hell, how I still feel for breaking up with you. I've done a lot of dumb shit in my life, and you know that, but the biggest mistake in my whole goddamn life is leaving you.

"Ever since I've been stuck on you, that's why I've been dating girls. I know if I try to date another guy, that's not you, I'd probably make them help me find you to be with you. I wish I could call you mine now. And I have an offer to give you."

"What is it?" When he speaks, his lips touch mine gently, resisting myself from pressing my lips to his.

"Remember how you gave me all of you?" He nods his head. "I want to do it again. I want to reminisce in that moment right now."

He stays silent for a while, blankly staring into my eyes. Instantly feeling insecure and stupid, I move away from him, but he brings me back to him, closer than before.

"I would love to." He pecks my lips, starting a make out session.

We continue the kiss on the couch, neither one of us wanting to pull back. Or so I thought.

"Wait." Tony pants.

"What?" I question, hoping this won't end like how it was back in Philadelphia.

"I don't want to do this on a couch, our daughter plays on." Tony chuckles, making me laugh as well.

"Okay." I smile, both of us standing up.

He wraps his arms around my neck, playing with the hair at the nape of my neck. He jumps, his legs holding me to him, my hands holding him up by holding the back of his thighs. I press my lips to his, him responding to the kiss by kissing back. I walk to the staircase, walking up to his bedroom.

I kick the door close, gently placing Tony on the bed. He looks up at me with lust, but with also love. And that's when I knew, I had to keep him close. I press my lips back to his, having one of the best nights of my life.

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Since I'm feeling like shit because, of my period, I thought I should update twice today. So here you are! The picture is Veronica, Kaylah's friend.