The Bad Boy and I

Chapter 27

I walked into my house, with tears rolling down my cheeks. My aunt Harriet was sitting in the kitchen, and I tried to hide my tears but it didn't work.

"Tessa, what happened?" She asked worriedly, walking over to me.

"Will and I broke up." I said which was basically true.

"Oh Tessa." She said sadly, and rubbed my back. "Why?"

I then explained to her how we were sort of dating, and how we weren't at the same time, leaving out all the kissing of course. I then told her about Jonathan, and how Will said we should end it.

"So there it is." I said weakly.

"Oh Tessa, I'm so sorry." Aunt Harriet frowned.

"It's my fault. I'm the one who chose Jonathan." I said.

"You'll get Will back. I've seen you two together. You both can't stay away from each other." My aunt smiled slightly.

I sighed. "Thanks."

I then went up to my bedroom, and sat on my bed. I noticed a black shirt sitting on my bed, and recognized it to be Will's. He must have left it here when he had stayed the night. I picked it up, and put it in my closet. I would give it back to him one day. There was then a knock at my door. I opened it to see Clary, Isabelle, and Cecily.

"Are you okay?" Cecily asked immediately, walking into my room.

"I don't know." I sighed.

"What happened?" Clary asked.

I explained to them everything, and when I was done, they looked sad.

"But I shipped you two so much!" Isabelle exclaimed.

"Me too!" Cecily said.

I smiled weakly. "We're over. We weren't even dating in the first place, but we're over."

"Do you really like Jonathan?" Clary asked.

"I do." I sighed.

"I'm sorry, Tessa." Isabelle frowned.

"Me too." Cecily and Clary said at the same time.

"Thanks guys." I smiled weakly.

They ended up staying very late, and it was eleven o'clock when I got into bed. I fell asleep dreaming of Will.

* * *

I walked into the next morning, feeling excited and dread. I was excited because today was Friday, and I had my date with Jonathan. I was feeling dread because I had to face Will. I walked to my locker, to find Isabelle, Cecily, and Clary. They all hugged me.

"You're going to be okay." Clary said supportively.

I gave them a small smile. "Thanks guys."

But they weren't paying attention to me, they were looking at something behind me with frowns on their faces. I braced myself, and turned around. Jace, Alec, and Will were all walking towards us. Jace and Alec were laughing at something, but Will was looking at the floor, and was quiet. His face was serious, and he was wearing black jeans and a white t-shirt. His shirt was bit see through and I could sad his abs. It was bad of me, but it made me want rip off all of his clothes and---

"Tessa?" A voice said.

"Yeah?" I said, snapping out of my trance.

I looked to my right, to see Jonathan looking at me. Jace, Alec, and Will had walked up to us by now, and Will was staring at the both of us.

"I'll pick you up at seven today." Jonathan smiled.

"Okay." I smiled.

He then began to talk to Clary, and I stood there silently. I dared a glance at Will, and he was looking at me, his blue eyes looking lost. I wanted to reach out and touch, but I couldn't. The bell then rang, and we all walked to History. I gingerly took my seat beside Will, and he didn't look at me.

"Will." I greeted him.

"Tessa." He murmured, not looking at me.

I sighed. "Look, Will I--"

"Don't." Will cut me off, looking at me. "Please don't, Tessa. Don't make this harder."

I looked at him, and I felt tears. No, not here Tessa, I said frantically to myself. But it was too late, the first tear had already fallen. I quickly looked away from him, and wiped it away.

"Tessa," He started, shocked. "Are you--"

"Don't." I whispered. "Don't say anything."

Will sighed, but was silent. Class started and Mrs. Brown handed out a worksheet on the French Revolution. I couldn't focus on it. All I was concentrating on was Will on my left. I leaned over to Clary.

"I can't do it." I whispered. "I can't have him this close to me."

She gave me a sympathetic look. "Just try to ignore him. He is, after all, only a boy."

We both knew that Will wasn't just any boy, but I nodded my head anyway. The rest of class went by with me trying to my best to ignore Will's presence, but it didn't work too well. The morning passed by, and we all sat in the cafeteria.

Out of that corner of my eye I saw Jonathan and Nate walking up to our table. Jonathan smiled at me, and started telling Clary something about their mother. Nate caught my gaze, and gave me a look that probably meant: Why didn't you tell me you were going out with him tonight?

I shrugged my shoulders, and moved eyes over to Will quickly, and back to Nate. Nate got what I was trying to say, and mouthed that Will was staring at me. I sighed, and smiled at Nate weakly. Him and Jonathan then walked away, and I watched them walk away. I looked straight across at Will, to see him watching me.

I hated this. I hated having to not looking at him. I hated not being able to talk to him. I hated how he was quiet and depressed. I hated how I felt like crying every second. I hated it. All of it. I looked right at him, and tried to say it telepathically. Will looked at me, slowly nodded his head, knowing what I wanted to say.

I looked away from him, and studied the floor. I would be okay. I had to be. Otherwise, I wasn't sure what I would do.