"Oh. My. God." Tammy screams with her hand going to cover her mouth. I sighed heavily feeling my own eyes fill with tears. This was my exact reaction. At first I was elated when the truth came out, but then I thought about Tammy and things just changed. It must be difficult, hating him all these while. Being able to channel the pain of that night at someone but not the person was faceless and she really didn't know who. I could see the confusion in her eyes, followed by the refusal to accept what Dylan and I were saying. She got up angrily and pulled out her hand from my grasp and started pacing. Her hands went to her ears to pluck her fingertips and block them so she couldn't hear anymore of what we were saying and we let her. "No. No. It was Luka, he did this to me." She repeated over and over while pacing. Except it wasn't Luka. In fact, Dylan and I didn't need do much diggibg, because the moment I told him how long ago it was and what night it was he was sure it wasn't Luka. L

"Where were you Isabella?" She asked again and I sighed before closing the door and throwing the key into a bowl beside the door where we usually dropped the keys and other miscellaneous items. "At Dylan's." I answered honestly and pulled off my vans. "And who is that?" Scowling at me. "My friend." I answered slowly and stood at the bottom of the stairs. "What was so important that you had to sneak out for?" I couldn't tell her the full answer, so I shuffled on my feet, shifting my weight from one to another. She got up with a loud hiss, "it's like I don't recognize you anymore nowadays. The need to defy me, the secret meetings, the lack of attention. Is this all tied to your relationship or what?" I kept quiet not knowing how to explain all that was going on or where to begin. "This isn't over, Isabella. We will finish this discussion in this morning. Also, I disconnected the Wifi and took your laptop and you're grounded till you're thirty." With that she got up and went back u

The clouds looked like fuzzy, clumped up pieces of cotton wool from my position at the window. "Good afternoon everyone, this is your captain speaking. The American Airline flight to California will be landed in about seventy minutes. Do enjoy the rest of your flight." The deep baritone voice called out over the speakers and I couldn't help but feel my stomach knot in anxiety. Seventy minutes more till I land in the same city as Luka. This was all I wanted all month long, all I planned for the last one week. Taking this step was proving harder than I thought it would be. Saying goodbye to my mom, Annie, Tammy and Dylan this morning and I almost burst into tears at how much I'm going to miss them. "You've got this, Isabella." I whispered underneath my breath and blew air through my mouth to try to calm myself. I opened my wallet and dug out the description Paula gave me written on a piece of paper and checked to be sure the card my mom pressed into my hands earlier this morning wa

BELLA I stretch out my hands lazily to the side, searching for the warmth I clung to all night but finding nothing before I lazily open my eyes and reach for my phone on the bed stand. I sat up in shock when I saw the time. It's almost noon. The blinds were drawn so that there was no bright light flooding the room so I didn't know time had gone. The emptiness beside me is my answer that Luka had already gotten up. But I knew he slept in this bed last night. Sometimes at night I woke up to find us pressed into each other side by side. The memory stretched my lips into a small smile. One of the best things ever is to be spooned by Luka. It's one of the most intimate non sexual thing between us which I really like. I do like the sexual parts between us too. I open the room door gently and stuck only my head out trying to check if he is still around before I go out there. The area was empty so I stepped out only to see a note stuck on the fridge. I have classes back to back. Order in

"D! I miss you." I exclaim with a whine, leaning on the kitchen counter and staring at Dylan's cute face over Luka's shoulder. "Bella the Baller" Dylan screamed out and Luka moved his phone out of reach and I rolled my eyes at how petty he was being."Don't you have each other's number? If you want to reunite why don't you do it on your own terms and separately?" He hissed out and I continued trying to peer into the screen to see Dylan while he kept moving away from me. I could hear Dylan's soft chuckle in the background as we struggled for the phone screen. "Why won't you just let me see his face," I screamed at Luka. "He is my friend too." "Then call him with your own phone and on your own time." He answered back, moving towards the living area and I followed him. "Why can't both of you act like grown ups?""Shut up." Luka fired at Dylan now. And I tried to reach over his head to get the phone. Somehow my breasts brushed the side of his arms and we both noticed the contact and