Chapter 38
Isabella was outside. The cold was starting to bother her, but she preferred to go back inside once she knew everyone had gone upstairs. After the way the evening ended, she didn't want to face anyone. Just before she sprinted from the room, she took a look around and the faces there showed their confusion and hurt.
She heard the back door opened, but ignored the footsteps that moved closer to her, deciding to keep her eyes on the moon. So beautiful and staring down at her seamlessly.
"I'm sorry." His arms went around her middle, holding her tight in the way only he could; keeping her from braking into a million different pieces.
"I'm sorry." She finally spoke back.
"Why would you be? I was the one who started this whole thing."
"No. I started it." He was about to protest but she kept talking. "I was the one who decided to keep it a secret. When did it become too much? Too big? When did it become a lie?"
"Somewhere in between I guess. But we can fix it. I promise."
"I don't think we can. You know I'm not good with pressure. You know I'm not this kind of person I'm trying to be for you. What if it doesn't work out?" Suddenly the subject had changed to herself. And him.
"Then we would have tried. At least I tried; and you did too."
She didn't respond. Her mind was elsewhere.
He ran his hands along her arms, trying to keep her warm. "You should go inside. I'm pretty sure everyone's gone to bed and you must be tired. I can keep you company tonight if you want."
She merely nodded.
He stood there for a while longer and she spoke to him from the door. "You shouldn't."
"hmm.." He hummed as a question.
"I just need to think."
So he would need to give her some space. He just hoped everything was fine in the morning. Now that he thought about it, he had been a bit foolish that day…
Is everyone back to real life?
I'll accept it's my falt this two got stuck over x-mas instead of having moved forward with the rest of us grumpy real life people...