No second chances| Book Two

Home again

I smiled as I watched everyone playing on the beach. My knees pulled to my chest as I listened to the waves crashing against the shore. We all agreed that we should spend a week at the Rowens before spending the Christmas with the Weasleys. The Diggory's had family stuff which meant I wouldn't be going over. 

But I wouldn't have it any other way. 

The twins were huddled together talking about new inventions, Hermione and Ginny were reading to one another, Ron and Harry were building a sand castle and the Rowens were painting a little farther off. 

The wind was chilly, but snow so I wore one of Harry's sweaters and sweatpants with some fuzzy socks Rebecca had given me last night. 

"Penny for your thoughts?" A voice asked. I turned and saw Rebecca hovering over me, smiling as she did. 

"Sure." I chuckled, patting the blanket beside me. I watched as she sat down, the wind causing her hair to cover her face before she moved it away. 

"What's stressing you out?" She asked, turning to look at me. But, I looked away and saw Harry pushed Ron teasingly into the sand castle they spent an hour making. 

"Teenage stuff." I sighed. I had not been lying entirely, but I tried to keep the most of what was going on to myself. 

When I looked over at her she was smiling but the smile didn't fully reach her face. I sighed and looked down at my hands, remembering Joyce and Hopper and how badly I had missed them. Did Joyce search for me everywhere? Did Steve take care of himself? 

I'm just glad Hopper didn't have to see me leave the way Dustin did. Hopper is in a better place now and I've come to accept that now. 

My thoughts were pulled away from me when I felt a soft gentle hand lay itself on mine. When I looked up I saw Rebecca giving me a smile. 

"Look, I know Matthew and I aren't your real parents. We may never be. But, we want to be the people you can depend on and have as support through anything life has to offer." She said. 

But why? I wanted to say. It's not like I'll be in your world long enough for you to get to know me. Why care? I should've said. 

"Thanks, Rebecca. I'll take you up on that." I said anyways. She squeezed my hand slightly before moving to stand and walk over to Matthew who had been looking at us already. 

"I can feel the tension from here." Another voice said. I sighed deeply and laid on the sand while Hermione sat next to me. 

"I just feel bad that they'll never have the kid they wanted. I'm far too old for parents. I already had them and they're all dead. No sense in new ones." I said, watching the clouds begin to roll in above us. 

"I don't think so." Hermione said. "I think that there is no age limit for love. No age limit for imagination or redemption." She hummed, laying down just as I had. 

"I think that someone can love as many people as they want to. Everyone should feel loved by more than one person, you know. I think that's what I like most about you, Marley. The fact that you have so much love to give to everyone and how hardly you love them. I mean, you can feel the love you have for Harry a mile away." I smiled and looked over at her, watching as she looked at the ongoing clouds. 

"What if..." I stopped and looked over at Fred who was now wrestling with Ron and Harry. 

"Can someone be in love more than once? Should someone feel guilty for loving more than one?" Hermione looked at me and sighed. 

"I think that it's normal to love more than one person. Even at the same time. Humans are made to love and to seclude someone to just one romance would be a crime against human nature. I mean, how can one person love the sun but also find the joys in the moon whenever the sun is gone? Should we feel guilty that we love that the sun is gone so we can enjoy the intimacy of the moon?" 

"What if the sun never comes back?" I asked, picturing the smiles and laughs of my first love. The ring I search for on my naked finger and the love shared in the sunshine. 

"Then I suppose we love the moon a little longer until we can find the sun again." 

Hey ya'll. I know this chapter is short but I feel like I've been doing Marley an unjustice in this book. There hasn't been as much character development but keep in mind she is still grieving her past life. I promise that everything is just a puzzle piece and it'll come together in the end if you are gracious enough to keep reading. I've put a lot of time and effort into creating Marley and her storyline and her quest goes beyond just herself. There is a whole world behind her imagination. 

That being said. I really do appreciate the comments and suggestions but some people have been leaving nasty comments and it's kind been putting me down. Marley is young and she is a teenager. So yes, she is engaged to Steve but she's allowed to have other crushes and attractions especially in such a FICTIONAL and sensitive time. I also created that first book with no intention of making a whole series around it. There will be romance in this book and I apologize to those who do not like it but again, there is a bigger part of the picture and it is my book. 

I don't want this to sway anyone not to comment anymore or anything but I simply ask that the comments are directed in a more helpful light. Saying "I really like this book but...blah blah. I'm trying to finish it but it's really hard" is kind of hurtful. 

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