Part Fifteen:
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"So. . .are you guys okay?" Isabel asked with worried as the obvious emotion in her eyes. Maria looked at her with an icy look.
"Yes, we're fine. Now tell me what happened with Dylan so I can understand what brought you to the point of kissing [i]my[/i] boyfriend. From the beginning. . .the very beginning." Maria said, Isabel nodded and started her story.
"I met Dylan in school, it was that simple. He was popular, I was popular we got together. It was great at first, he paid only attention to me no one else. He would call me every night just to say goodnight. I got roses every Saturday, he picked me up every morning for school. Things were perfect, soon I fell in love with him. . .or so I thought." Isabel said, she looked away for a few seconds before she continued.
"After about a year things started to change, he would make excuses to not be with me. He stopped calling, the roses stopped coming, I started to drive myself to school. . .and he would flirt with other girls. But I was so blind that I didn't even see that as I problem, finally I told my friends what was going on and they told me to sleep with him because that would make everything better again. I didn't want to do that. . .I wanted to save sex for someone that I knew I would stay with forever and deep down I knew that wasn't Dylan. . ." Isabel stopped and looked out the window into her backyard. The tears started to go down her face, she couldn't look at the two people sitting on her couch.
"Continue. . .please. . ." Maria said softly, Isabel started a few seconds later.
"Six months after things started to go bad I went over to my friend Stacy's house to borrow something. Her maid told me to just go to her room. . .so I did. . .when I. . .when I got there. . ." Isabel stopped because she couldn't talk anymore because of the tears coming from her eyes. Maria got up from her position on the couch and walked over to Isabel. Then she took Isabel's hand in hers and gave it a squeeze. Isabel looked at Maria and continued when she saw Maria looking at her worried and sad for her.
"When I got there I found Dylan and Stacy in the middle of. . .it. We moved here two months later when my parents saw that I was really unhappy. I had told my mom what happened and she felt for me. . .she supported me. I saw Dylan sitting on his car and I don't know what came over me, I just did what came to mind. When I met Michael and you I saw Dylan and not Michael. I was so mean to you because I was trying to protect you from what I thought Michael would do to you. But I got to know you both sepertly and together and realized that Michael would never hurt you. I would take back what I did for anything but I can't." Isabel said sobbing by now, Maria leaned over and hugged Isabel.
"What happened with Dylan when he was here?" Maria asked sitting on the floor next to Isabel's chair.
"He wanted to get back together. He said that I meant everything to him and that he loved me! Can you believe him? Anyway I told him no because with you two I found out what true love is. And it's [i]not[/i] Dylan. I am so sorry Maria. . .Michael. I don't think I can saw that enough." Isabel said, Maria shook her head.
"Let's just forget about it and move on. How about you, me, Liz and Tess have a girls night. Let me tell ya those friends you had in New York weren't friends. We will be your real friends, show you what it is like." Maria said, Isabel nodded smiling through her tears.
"Just don't do that again." Michael said
"Never." Isabel said seriously. Maria stood up and pull Isabel up with her.
"Now about your clothes. . ." Maria said trailing off, Isabel laughed while Michael put his head back on the couch, closed his eyes and groaned.
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"So. . .are you guys okay?" Isabel asked with worried as the obvious emotion in her eyes. Maria looked at her with an icy look.
"Yes, we're fine. Now tell me what happened with Dylan so I can understand what brought you to the point of kissing [i]my[/i] boyfriend. From the beginning. . .the very beginning." Maria said, Isabel nodded and started her story.
"I met Dylan in school, it was that simple. He was popular, I was popular we got together. It was great at first, he paid only attention to me no one else. He would call me every night just to say goodnight. I got roses every Saturday, he picked me up every morning for school. Things were perfect, soon I fell in love with him. . .or so I thought." Isabel said, she looked away for a few seconds before she continued.
"After about a year things started to change, he would make excuses to not be with me. He stopped calling, the roses stopped coming, I started to drive myself to school. . .and he would flirt with other girls. But I was so blind that I didn't even see that as I problem, finally I told my friends what was going on and they told me to sleep with him because that would make everything better again. I didn't want to do that. . .I wanted to save sex for someone that I knew I would stay with forever and deep down I knew that wasn't Dylan. . ." Isabel stopped and looked out the window into her backyard. The tears started to go down her face, she couldn't look at the two people sitting on her couch.
"Continue. . .please. . ." Maria said softly, Isabel started a few seconds later.
"Six months after things started to go bad I went over to my friend Stacy's house to borrow something. Her maid told me to just go to her room. . .so I did. . .when I. . .when I got there. . ." Isabel stopped because she couldn't talk anymore because of the tears coming from her eyes. Maria got up from her position on the couch and walked over to Isabel. Then she took Isabel's hand in hers and gave it a squeeze. Isabel looked at Maria and continued when she saw Maria looking at her worried and sad for her.
"When I got there I found Dylan and Stacy in the middle of. . .it. We moved here two months later when my parents saw that I was really unhappy. I had told my mom what happened and she felt for me. . .she supported me. I saw Dylan sitting on his car and I don't know what came over me, I just did what came to mind. When I met Michael and you I saw Dylan and not Michael. I was so mean to you because I was trying to protect you from what I thought Michael would do to you. But I got to know you both sepertly and together and realized that Michael would never hurt you. I would take back what I did for anything but I can't." Isabel said sobbing by now, Maria leaned over and hugged Isabel.
"What happened with Dylan when he was here?" Maria asked sitting on the floor next to Isabel's chair.
"He wanted to get back together. He said that I meant everything to him and that he loved me! Can you believe him? Anyway I told him no because with you two I found out what true love is. And it's [i]not[/i] Dylan. I am so sorry Maria. . .Michael. I don't think I can saw that enough." Isabel said, Maria shook her head.
"Let's just forget about it and move on. How about you, me, Liz and Tess have a girls night. Let me tell ya those friends you had in New York weren't friends. We will be your real friends, show you what it is like." Maria said, Isabel nodded smiling through her tears.
"Just don't do that again." Michael said
"Never." Isabel said seriously. Maria stood up and pull Isabel up with her.
"Now about your clothes. . ." Maria said trailing off, Isabel laughed while Michael put his head back on the couch, closed his eyes and groaned.