“Hey beautiful.” Derek said and took me by the waist.
“Hey.” I said and turned around. I was staring at his eyes. Those deep brown eyes and he tilted his head down to kiss me, when I stopped him.
“What’s wrong?” He was in a state of worry.
“Derek, I’ve fallen for you. I really have. But, I’m starting to fall for Isaiah again.” I quietly said.
“Is it something I’ve done? It’s your parents isn’t it?”
“No. Don’t you hear me? I’m starting to fall for Isaiah again.”
“Well then.” He said and then I sighed. Why couldn’t he just leave it at that?
“So, are we broken up?” He said and pushed me away.
“Yeah. I guess so.”
Then, in a flash his hand came out and he smacked me. I never knew he was violent.
I rubbed my face and I saw the anger in his eyes.
“Don’t you dare talk to me that way again.” He growled.
“What’s going on?” Isaiah said and walked up to us.
My face was stinging and I was pretty sure there was a red hand print.
“Nothing Isaiah. Nothing at all.” Derek snarled.
“Obviously there is something since Gabby is in tears.” Derek snapped his head to me and saw the tears streaming down my face.
What was I supposed to do? I’m just a girl, I can’t really fight for myself. Or can I?
I looked at Derek as he turned towards me, about to do a second blow when I kicked him in the place guys absolutely never should be kicked.
He fell to his knees and I took it as my cue to run. I did, I ran to the parking lot but, of course, I couldn’t find my damx car.
I shook my head left and right, searching for my car when I realized Dad needed it for work. Sh!t. I’m screwed.
“Come on.” Isaiah said and I followed him. I didn’t realize he was following me and I hopped in his car and we drove.
He didn’t drive me home, we just drove. It started to rain and I was starting to get a little cold.
“You cold?” He asked me.
“No, it’s fine.” I lied and he turned up the heat anyway. I was the strong one of my family. I was the one that could undergo something so tragic and still remain positive.
But this? I couldn’t hold my head high for this. I suddenly started to curl up into a ball and I cried.
Isaiah pulled the car to the side of the road and we started to talk for the first time, in a long time.
“Hey.” He soothed. Then he pulled me into his lap and we crawled into the back seat. He started playing with my hair, like he had done when we were in his house.
“Hey.” I replied choked up.
He laughed slightly and said, “It’s not your fault. None of this is. Whatsoever.”
I wiped my tear that started rolling down my cheek and I sighed. “Isaiah.”
“Do you love me still?”
He laughed slightly and said, “Gabby. I’m sure that I’ve never stopped loving you.”
I nuzzled my head into his neck. He chuckled and I sighed. I missed him. I missed him so much.
I sighed and then said, “Isaiah. I never stopped loving you either.”
He tilted my head up so I was looking in his eyes and he kneeled his head down and his lips softly touched mine.
Then I saw bright lights, and then I screamed. I saw Isaiah had enough time to look up and then another was crashing into ours.
Awe. What a sad way to end a chapter... Find out if one of them dies.. or survives.. I'm not that cruel! I wouldn't kill of a character.. Or would I?