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Author: Dannywrites
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ISABELLA

The voice is so deep, but it isn't the one I have been playing on a loop in my head for years. It's not Noah. It's someone else. Someone else knows my sizes. Someone else knows my address and knows my name.

The dress slips from my fingers and pools on the floor. Chloe's eyes are wide, and her hand is near the phone's end-call icon. I will myself to speak even though I'm at a loss for words.

I'm just an adult who's almost graduating from college.

I don't know if I'll even have a stea
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  • CRAVING ISABELLA   144.

    NOAHGetting kicked out of a restaurant was the last thing on my mind when I suggested we get dinner. But... since it has my girl laughing, I think it's for the best. "Oh my God," I gasp, bending slightly as I try to breathe while I stare at her. "Can you believe that?" I gesture backwards at the restaurant. She stops laughing, although her eyes still look amused. "We just got kicked out of a restaurant.”I nod, while I rub the back of my neck. "Yes.""We just got kicked out of a restaurant, babe. She said shoo to us. We're not pigeons. She looked mean, did she not?" She wipes under her eyes and blows out air. "I've never been kicked out of anywhere before." I tilt my head to the side. "Perks of dating me fully." She frowns when I reach for her arm with my right hand. "Is it regular for you?" I try again and she shrugs me off. "I'm still hungry and I want to have something to eat before we get home. Is... Madelyn home?"Madelyn? I just hope she didn't notice the stillness of my bo

  • CRAVING ISABELLA   143.

    ISABELLAShe's right. I'm not her. I don't realize how tightly I've been holding my breath until it slips out of me in a slow, shaky exhale. My chest loosens just a little. Chloe studies me like she’s waiting for maybe an argument... but none comes.Instead, I wipe under my eyes and give her a weak smile. “You always have to end things with a dramatic speech, don’t you?”She shrugs smugly. “I’m a very inspiring person.”“That’s not the word I’d use.”She grins. “Get out.”I laugh quietly but I don't move. “Go,” she says, waving toward the door. “Your boyfriend is waiting."Right. Noah. I glance back at her once more. “Thank you.”She salutes lazily from the couch. “Best-friend law.”I take a breath, turn the knob, and step outside. By the time I get outside, it's dark night. Noah is leaning against his car, arms folded, head slightly bowed. When our eyes lock, his shoulders drop.“Hey,” he says softly.I walk to him. “I’m sorry,” I blurt before I even reach him.Noah blinks. “I’m real

  • CRAVING ISABELLA   142.

    ISABELLAChloe pulls me fully inside and shuts the door with her foot, still holding me. "I've got you," she murmurs, guiding me to a couch. "Sit. Sit down."I sink onto the cushions, not knowing why my body suddenly feels heavy. I watch my best friend as she kneels in front of me, her hands cupping my face, forcing me to look at her."Bella," she says gently. "Breathe first. I can... I can get the story later."Forget about my body being heavy. My chest hurts from all the hitching. I can't help but feel like I'm overreacting. I try to inhale the way Madelyn told me earlier. In through my nose. Out. Again. It does help.Chloe leaves me for five seconds and comes back with a glass of water, pressing it into my hands."Here. Drink."I take a shaky sip. Then another. Chloe takes the glass and places it on the table. Neither of us say a word. The silence stretches for a moment. She's sitting beside me now, one arm wrapped around my shoulders. “Okay,” she says softly. “Start wherever you

  • CRAVING ISABELLA   141.

    ISABELLAHe's fine. Ethan is fine. At least he's playing with his sister and there's no tears now. No blood. I can finally breathe now. Harriet isn't mad at me like I initially thought she'd be. But... I'm still quiet. She looked so scared. And I think she has every right to be angry. Only, she isn't. "Noah is here." Madelyn tells me softly and I nod. It takes few minutes before he enters the room. He stops when he's next to me, giving me a concerned look. "What happened?"I just shake my head, because I don't know how to react. What to say. I've washed away the blood on my hand. Madelyn asked me to wash my shirt and I did try. But the blood is still there."Minnie, talk to me." He says, kneeling in front of me and taking my hands in his. "Can we just... go home?" I mutter and he nods immediately, helping me stand while Madelyn picks my bag. The car ride is silent. Noah doesn't push. I'm sure he must have an idea of everything that happened. He just wants to hear it from me. He k

  • CRAVING ISABELLA   140.

    ISABELLANow I just think that I should have stayed at home and not go anywhere. If I had... then... then... I sniff and shut my eyes.The ambulance arrives before Madelyn does. The sirens are distant at first. Then closer. Then right outside the house. Everything after that moves too fast and too slow at the same time.I know when the paramedics rush in. They take over immediately, their hands replacing mine. One of them gently but quickly peels back the blood-soaked cloth.“That’s good pressure,” he says. “You did the right thing.”I don’t feel like I did.They wrap Ethan’s head in thick gauze, checking his pupils with a tiny light. He whimpers weakly but he’s still awake.“Stay with us, buddy,” the paramedic murmurs.When Madelyn arrives, she hugs me tightly and I think I really need the hug. At least it makes my sniffing stop. When she pulls away, her eyes take in the blood on the rug, on me, on everything... but she doesn’t hesitate.She goes straight to Eliana, lifting her from

  • CRAVING ISABELLA   139.

    ISABELLAMy hands are so slippery with blood that I can barely grip him.“Stay with me,” I whisper, my voice breaking into pieces. “Please… please…”He lets out a weak, broken cry.I don’t even remember moving, but somehow I’m kneeling on the nursery rug with him cradled against my chest. Eliana is still screaming in the crib, her tiny fingers white from gripping the rails.My brain finally tells me what to do.Phone.I need my phone.I lower Ethan carefully onto the rug for half a second, ripping my hands away only long enough to dig into the back pocket of my jeans.It’s there.Thank God.My fingers are shaking so badly I can barely unlock it. The screen blurs through tears.Harriet.I press call.It rings.And rings.And rings.“Pick up,” I sob. “Please pick up.”Voicemail.No.No, no, no.I hang up and call again immediately.Straight to voicemail.My heart feels like it’s collapsing in on itself.I switch contacts.Noah.He’ll answer.He has to.It rings longer this time.Each se

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