A continuation of "Betrayal" which you can find at the very beginning of the book.

-Gilly

Recap:

My fingers ran through Ferb's shaggy green hair as he pushed me up against his bedroom wall. He put his hands on my waist and I could feel him running his thumbs up and down over the skin showing from under my t-shirt.

"Izzy?"

3rd person

Isabella knew her life had been going too smoothly for this not to happen.

With her perfect boyfriend, great friends, and all the A's on her report card, something was bound to go wrong sooner or later.

She should've seen this coming.

Stricken with shock, Isabella looked at the two boys in front of her.

Their drastically dissimilar expressions showed just how much trouble she and Ferb were in. To be completely honest, Isabella was scared stiff.

"What. The hell." Phineas said flatly as if he just couldn't comprehend the scene before him.

Ferb took a step backward, but Isabella stayed where she was against the bedroom wall, her expression full of guilt.

"Phineas, I'm really sorry! I don't know what happened, one moment I was talking with Ferb and he just...it just happened!" Isabella rambled, trying to explain herself and create as little damage as possible. But when the brit in front of her opened his mouth, she knew she only made it worse.

"You make it sound like this was my fault," Ferb accused, his brow creasing in disbelief.

"No! I-...I didn't say that!" Isabella protested. "Phineas, it was all my fault. I'm the guilty one, don't blame Ferb."

Phineas gave the two of them a weary look before addressing Isabella. "I don't blame him, Isabella." He acknowledged plainly. "If anyone, I blame myself."

The other two young adults froze in surprise. Neither of them were expecting that answer.

"What...?" Isabella whispered incredulously.

Everyone in the room was silent for a moment before Phineas spoke again.

"Obviously, you didn't get what you wanted out of our relationship, so you found someone else who would give it to you. I think that's partly my fault." He admitted, quietly.

Phineas took a deep breath and bit his lip nervously before he continued. "But I want you to know that it really hurt to see you two like you were and that I'm not sure if I will be able to forgive you anytime soon."

Isabella and Ferb glanced at each other, almost unnoticeably, as the red head sighed. "I really thought you were better than this, guys."

There was so much hurt and disappointment in Phineas' voice that it made Isabella want to cry more than ever.

"Phineas, I'm...I'm really sorry." Ferb voiced apologetically.

"Just, forget about it, Ferb." The young inventor shook his head as he turned to walk away.

Isabella moved from the wall to chase after him and grabbed his shoulder at the top of the stairs.

"Phineas, I'm sorry." Isabella spoke quietly as the red head turned to look at her sorrowfully. "I just...didn't think of the repercussions of my actions today." She let her hand drop to her side and picked at her t-shirt.

"I swear it was an accident. I was talking to Ferb earlier about...um...stuff," Isabella swallowed the lump in her throat.

"I-I guess I can see where you're coming from, with the whole 'not getting what you need out of a relationship' thing and I think that maybe...you're...right."

Phineas nodded in understanding.

"Okay...then I guess...we're over." He looked at Isabella with a victimized expression, the sadness in his eyes clearly evident. "And I think that...you should go." He added, stepping out of the way of the stairs.

"I-...okay," the brunette answered quietly. "Goodbye, Phineas."

With those last words, Isabella walked down the wooden stairs that she had often ran up and down as a child and out the front door. Once she was across the street, she looked back upon the house that held so many great memories and concluded that she wouldn't step foot in the glorious backyard for a very long time.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

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Happy Saturday!

~Gilly

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