Hey guys, so sorry for the late Chapter I literally had no time! I had to squeeze this in and I get the feeling you may hate me...It gets better I swear!
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Isaac. My throat clogged up, I was gasping for air through the thick mixture of anger swelling up in my throat. How could he? The tears stung in my eyes as I blinked to rid them but they wouldn't go. There was no power in my legs, I was glued to the floor, in an odd sense I felt like the intruder. Like I was interrupting Talia and Isaac. I let out a bitter laugh, funny isn't it? How I feel like the intruder.
Isaac was momentarily stunned. The towel hung from his hips, his V lines displayed as the trickles of water droplets dripped from his damp hair and onto his well-built chest. It took all of Phoebe's might to not gaze at his chest. No matter how wonderfully sculptured it was. 'Phoebe!' Isaac seemed cheerful. Yes it was fucking wonderful how his ex is tied to the bed like a fucking dog whilst his current girlfriend walks into this tremendous turn out. His surprised grin quickly turned into...what? Shock? Maybe confusion.
He looked between the two girls in front of them and locked eyes with Phoebe's watery blue ones, 'baby this isn't what it looks like i swear!' Anger rose in his eyes as he picked up a nearby shirt and threw it Talia, 'What the fuck are you playing at?!' Phoebe finally found the power to move her muscles and took a step closer. 'No. What are you playing at?' she gritted each word through her teeth as Isaac stepped towards her, arms stretched to grip her, to pull her in and comfort her. Phoebe wanted that. To be reassured, for him to kiss her and tell her it was all going to be okay. To feel his body in her hands, breathing in his musky, fresh scent and to hear the soft, husky voice that would wash all her fears away. But she couldn't, not anymore. It was too much, she had to go, she just had to get out of there. So she took a step back, ready to run out of his life.
Harry, the cuddly teddy bear was flung through the air and onto Isaac's chest as Phoebe let out a high pitched whine and she tried to control her tears. 'You're just everyone else! Stay away from me!' she let out a raspy growl and turned around and rushed out the door. Grasping onto the railway to steady her down the concrete stairs she lost her footing catching her foot behind her ankle. Her brown waves flung backwards as she arched her back and let go of the railway instinctively to shield her head from the blow with her arms. Her body curled as she fumbled down the stairs and smashed her head against the edge of the bottom stair. Trickles of blood poured from the gash on the edge of her forehead as she blacked out. The last thing she saw was a burred vision of Isaac and his faint voice. 'Phoebe!' then black. She was unconscious, he body crumpled on the floor unresponsive.
Leaning over her Isaac scooped her into his arms, his eyes looking over her frantically. 'Phoebe, baby please' his voice was strained with worry as he carried her back into the apartment and laid her gently onto his king-sized bed, causing her to dip into the sheets. He tugged Talia by her chains and throw her clothes at her tanned, small body 'I don't know what you're playing at but I want you gone and out of our lives' his eyes were dark with fury and command as he intimated the girl before him. Intimidated by Isaac, Talia cowered and looked at her feet and she scrambled into her clothes and weakly nodded, 'yes' She looked up to him but found all she saw was the door. A frown creased her forehead and she turned to see him.
His almost naked form was leaning over Phoebe as he placed a damp wash cloth to her gash and propped the pillow under her head to help stop the bleeding. He slipped into a pair of grey tracksuit bottoms and sat by her, resting her head on his lap and stroking her soft, brown hair. Every touch was so gentle and tender as he placed gentle, soft kisses around her face exploring each facial features. 'Please wake up Phoebe' he tenderly planted his lips on her forehead and fumbled for his phone.
In her deep unconsciousness Phoebe started to wake. She nuzzled into a familiar, fleshy chest taking in her favourite scent. Just a moment she thought, let me have this one moment. She nuzzled back in again and her heavy eyelids forced themselves to flutter open and take in the breath taking sight before her. Deep, soft, blue eyes met confused, bluey grey ones. She reached up and twirled finger around a trussed, damp curl smiling she leaned to plant a chaste kiss on his perfect pouted lips. A soaring pain flickered through her graze as she sat up clutching her cut coming back to reality. He cheated on her and she was in his arms. No this isn't suppose to happen! He was my happy ever after...not anymore.
'Phoebe...' his voice was soft and loving as he moved her hair out of her eyes but Phoebe pushed his hand away and climbed off the bed. 'No you can't do this to me Isaac, I'm tired and sick and all I want to do is be at home'. She tugged her hoodie down and rubbed her eyes as if it would erase the pain.
Isaac rose from the bed, 'baby it isn't what it looks like I swear...she came in to me' he ran his hands through his curls, agitated 'she was crying about something I don't know I couldn't hear her and I decided to shower I swear I didn't know what she was doing!' his eyes were pleading, begging as it bore into Phoebe's who shook her head 'no...I can't do this not anymore. I need a break, from this...from everything' she shook her head and took a step towards the door. He clinged his hand around Phoebe's wrist and pulled her into his body as her body wracked with hard sobs.
'No...Phoebe don't do this not to me' he hugged her tightly pressing her face into his shoulder 'baby i swear nothing happened' he clasped her face with both of his hands, stroking her cheeks with the pad of his thumb leaning their foreheads together as Phoebe wrapped a hand around his wrists 'it's you, you know it's only ever going to be you' She nodded closing her eyes and kissed him softly, 'I love you so much' her sobs wavered her voice as Isaac visibly relaxed, 'I love you'
She shook her head letting her hair fall around her face, 'I'm so sorry' 'No!' Isaac begged his eyes looking tortured. Phoebe stepped away wrenching his firm hands off her cheeks and looked at him full of sorrow. 'I'm sorry but it's over' Isaac shook his head not wanting to believe it. He dared to take a step closer but was rewarded with a step back from Phoebe. A burning pain soared through his heart as he felt his stomach drop, he knew what this was. It was a breakup but he never felt this kind of pain before, it hurt it made him want Phoebe more.
Phoebe's chest constricted, she never thought she would have to do this, not so soon. Her heart dropped down to her stomach as she swallowed her tears and held her head high. 'I need time, I'm young and I don't think I'm ready for a serious relationship' she shook her head as if it would hold back the tears 'I care about you so much that it hurts, I can't take it, I don't want to take it' she grasped Isaac's hand in hers and stroked her thumb on top taking in every pattern because it was the last time she'll be able to do this freely.
'No baby you don't need time, you're just confused we can work through this together me and you' he gave her a sad smiles urging her to step into his arms but she didn't comply. 'I'm not confused, I need space I need to figure out myself before I can commit myself to someone' She leans in and places a gentle kiss on his lips 'I love you' she breathed against his skin and Isaac wraps himself around her kissing her hair, inhaling her scent so he doesn't forget and lets her cries wrack her body as she dampens his chest 'I love you to baby' he flexed his muscles hoping it would keep him strong enough to not beg for her. Isaac never felt this way before, it was all new to him and he didn't know how to process or cope with that so he held her, for as long as he could keeping his tears at bay. He wasn't going to show his weak side to her...not yet.
All too soon she pushed against his chest to break away from him and wiped the excess tears from underneath her eyes and she put on a smile. 'Thank you...for everything I know it wasn't long but you taught me so much' a true smile rose on her lips as fondly thought about her past 'I've never met anyone like you and it's a shame for us to part but no one said it was going to be easy, sometimes I wish we could go back to the start. I wish we could've taken it slower, I also wish I was older, old enough and experienced to understand these things because the truth is I'm not. I don't know how to handle these feelings, I don't know how to cope I'm too young, I should be out there having fun, stressing about homework not about boys or flings but you are one of the best things that's happened to me and it sucks so bad that I have to let you go because I don't want to' She brushed her lips against his feeling the warmth wrap itself around her, 'Goodbye'
And all too soon she was gone, his arms were empty, cold. His eyes teared up as he curled into bed and hugged his pillow tight trying to fight that burning anguish and pain, trying to block the thoughts from his mind but most of all he tried to erase the memory of Phoebe. But he couldn't. He didn't want to either.
Phoebe walked out into the cold air, feeling it scrape her face as she walked through the gusts of wind. Her head was throbbing. She wasn't sure if it was from the gashed imprint of her forehead or if it was the emotional events that just occurred barely a minute ago. Her feelings were in turmoil. Part of her wanted to run back there and tell him that she believed he didn't cheat, she would climb back into his arms and radiate the warmth from him. Listen to his soothing words and tell him how much she loved him. But the other part felt relieved, like it knew that she wouldn't be able to trust or believe him anymore. She was rid of him and now she could focus on herself, on her feelings and thoughts no anyone elses. Not anymore. But it didn't stop the heartache, it didn't ease the pain. She let out a sharp gasp of pain as she turned the corner to her street.
Home that's where she needed to be. Where no one would hurt her, they loved her and she loved them back. And right now that was enough for her. She spotted the sleek black cars which contained wide alert security who spotted her, their expressions contorted in confusion. She let a small smile cross her face as a feeling of warmth, relief spread through her chest as she walked up the driveway.
She reached the door and turned it open and stepped in. It was empty, they must be in the kitchen she thought so she padded along to the kitchen and saw Christian. He turned to face her and smile 'he-' he stopped mid-sentence when he saw the large gash across her forehead and took long steps towards her. 'What happened?' he demanded his grey eyes firm and stern clear with warning.
'I fell down the stairs' Phoebe managed out and Christian stepped back confused, examining his daughter 'why didn't you call Taylor? We need to take you to the hospital' he started to pick up his grey tailored jacket. Phoebe's heart clenched as her throat dried. Her eyelids batted furiously as she tried to choke back the tears. 'Daddy I broke up with him...I told him it was over' tears fell at a fast rate down her cheeks racing with each other as she wrapped her arms around her dad's waist burying her face in his torso.
Christian held his daughter tightly, letting her cry out her tears. He wasn't happy that Phoebe was seeing Isaac but right now his daughter was hurt and that killed him. His heart constricted and his jaw tensed, as Phoebe's body wracked from hard sobs. He would do anything to make his princess smile but he knew right now she just needed him to be there for her, to help her get over it. So he hugged her tighter running his hand up and down her back to calm her, just like he did when she was only a little baby that relied solely on her daddy.
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