I knew what must be done. I knew I couldn't let my father and his idiot, scatter brained friends rule the galerie any longer. Meeting Willy has honestly opened my eyes to a whole new world that I never dreamed existed. And I wasn't about to let it be taken away by them. My dad only cared about one thing. And that was himself. It was time for me to finally stand up to him and do the right thing, no matter the cost.

"We have to think rationally about this situation. Because they pay the chief in nothing but chocolates to do what must be done, quoting Mr. Slugworth of course. I just wish I would have done something sooner......" My words trailed off with my head in the clouds, all the possibilities of what I could have done to stop them long before now. Their rein of terror was malevolent in more way than you could possibly imagine, meaning they would willingly kill anyone that got in their way.

"It's hard when your parent is involved. He's your dad for crying out loud! You have a massive heart of gold. And that's not something to be ashamed of." Willy's words of wisdom sent a smile to my face, our eyes never once wavering from one another, and that's when I realized something. That for the first time in my entire life, I felt seen. Heard. Not pushed to the side like some useless piece of trash. I finally have a voice. And I was going to use it to help someone that was quickly growing on me more and more with each passing day.

"I'm glad someone sees me! And actually understands me..... or even remotely wants to hear me. You're the first person to give me a taste of hope in my entire life, Willy Wonka. And I'm not going to lose that dream." I'd been helping him sell chocolates about town, helping him escape the chief and the clutches of the cartel. I've even went out of my way to demonstrate the effectiveness of the chocolates so everyone can experience the magic that Willy is creating day in and day out. And just to see the joy on people's faces when they experience it themselves, is the greatest reward I could possibly ask for.

"We're going to make this happen together! They love my chocolates. I know they do! They just can't stand it that I'm better at the craft than they are." I couldn't keep the smile off my face from his sky rocketing confidence and his little grin of self satisfaction. Spending time with him has given me a whole new outlook on life, one I wasn't willing to let go now that I've gotten a taste for it. I didn't care what my father had to say. Or what he'd even try to do to me.

"Considering I've seen them eat your chocolates in private that they had me sneak to them before, and they were in love with them. That's why they hate you so much, because they know you have more talent than them combined." We sat closely together under the bridge leading to Scrubits, not wanting Willy to have to go back there, but knowing it was inevitable. For now at least. His emerald green eyes that only appeared darker in the night, stared into mine and I could just feel myself melting.

"You're too kind to me. You know that?" I simply smiled from his words, before his lips suddenly landed on mine in the gentlest of kisses, and I couldn't resist it. The kiss only deepened, before we slowly pulled apart, my heart beating a mile a minute. In that moment, i knew I could do anything.