I'm writing a story based from "Dark" by H28 and "After" by imaginator1d where Tessa and Bo fight over Harry. (I saw this prompt and, well, it prompted me to write this.)

Have you ever had a dream where you're falling? That second of fear that burst through your body. Well that dream sums up my life, I am constantly falling... I'm not your usual problematic teenager. I have a family, two parents who are married, and friends. Then why does it feel so fake? Until he came...a light in the dark, ironically he was far from the light. _______________________________________________________