"Iz, I..I was wrong.."

Mark scowled at his reflection, he was trying to find a way to ring Izzy, apologize and attempt to start where they originally left off. He had just lost his charm, as if he couldn't be bothered to be hurt anymore.
Izzy was the love of his life, he realized that once he had woken up and smelt the coffee. He just hoped she'd take him back.
`Ah fuck it' He thought and tapped in the number.
"Hello? The familiar voice answered.
"Iz,..I...I" Mark stumbled across his words and rubbed the back of his neck "..I need you"

Izzy was suprised when she heard Mark on the other line. She tried to think of something to say but found nothing. He needed her, that she waited to hear for what felt like centuries. She had finally pieced her life back together with Mark finally in the furthest wagon of her life. Yet now he seemed to be slipping back into her heart. She closed her eyes to stop herself welling up.
"You ok baby?" A voice rang from the room behind her. It was her boyfriend Craig. She had been with him for a matter of months but he helped her get back on track and forget about Mark. She was forever in his debt.
"Mark this isn't a good time I'm sorry.."
Mark stood still, after everything he thought Izzy would take him back for certain. Maybe she wasn't gonna come running back to him like that.
"When is, Iz?"
Izzy choked back the lump in her throat, the thought of her passing Mark up forever.
"Never, I'm sorry.." Izzy clicked the button and wiped her eyes roughly and went back into the other room.

Mark nodded to himself and put the phone back. He had no idea of what to do. He really thought Izzy was gonna come back to him, he was almost certain. One thing he knew for sure is that she still wanted him even if she didn't admit it. He sat down in an armchair with a newly filed glass of whisky, he needed to get her to love him again. He would just have to show her what they could have. Like those good old times..

March 6th 1985

"Baby girl?" Mark called throughout the house. He rubbed his neck, he always did it when he was nervous. He stood facing the stairs, a single rose in his hand awaiting Isobel to cme downstairs.
He watched as she walked down the stairs gracefully in a slick black dress she only wore for special occassions. It was gonna be a very special night.
"Mark you know you didn't have to, with the flowers and..."
As soon as Isobel started rambling as she walked down the stairs he planted a kiss on her suprised lips.
"I brought them cause I like makin' you feel `prriciated"
Iobel smiled and took Mark's offering arm. He was taking her out for a birthday dinner and then back to his folks place while they were away. Isobel's dad approached Mark with a handshake then looked at his daughter.
"Now be careful and have a good birthday sweetheart"
Isobel hugged her dad.
"Thank you dad"

"Mark you ok? You keep looking at me weirdly" Isobel said with a laugh. They were lying facing each other and his bed. Their dinner had been perfect, she couldn't of asked for anything better. She felt like she was so lucky with Mark. They always had their arguements but it was worth it for someone like Mark.
"You're so beautiful Iz. I'm never gonna let you go. Promise" Mark said before lightly kissing her.

"Mark?"
"Yeah Izzy?" Mark said tracing her cheek lightly
Izzy sighed and then smiled to herself and looked deeply into Mark's emerald eyes.
"Make love to me?"
Mark was taken a bit aback. Izzy was always determined to lose it to him when she was ready and he said he'd wait forevr if he had to.
"You sure Iz?" Mark questioned
Izzy smiled and kissed him. "I'm positive"

The door opened as Isobel sat at her desk typing away, she ignored it as people would constantly walk in and out the room for random reasons.
"Izzy."
Izzy looked up and bit the inside of her cheek. Mark was leaning against the door frame, in his denim vest and his jeans, his bandana sitting perfectly against his hair.
'Damn him' She scowled in her mind.
"Mark, what can I do for you?"
"I need you. And you need me to darlin'" Mark said closing the door behind him and towered over Izzy.
"Mark you need to go" Izzy said hesistating.
Mark took Izzy's chin and kissed her passionately, Izzy threw down the papers she had in her hand and wrapped her arms around his neck. Mark moved from her mouth to her neck, kissing it very lightly before working his way up to her ear.
"Do you want me to stop?" He whispered.
Izzy looked at him for a moment.

"No"