Todos los capítulos de CRAVING ISABELLA: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

ISABELLAI thought we'd be driving to the campus cafe. I know for a certain that it's not on this side of the campus. I mean... it's all green. Derek has been driving and he's not stopping. "Where are we going?" I ask, tapping Chase's arm. He doesn't say a word. He just grins. "Chase, please..." I say, sitting upright. "Come on. tell me. How do I know that you guys aren't kidnapping me."Derek snorts and he kills the engine. "Come on. Let's go." He says, alighting. I sit there for a second, my hand on the door handle. With a skeptical frown, I follow them, also alighting. I squint against the light, and then I see them.Am I seeing things or what? What the hell are Chloe and Leo doing here? And why is Derek grinning so much? And why is there a large picnic blanket here... with fruits and large coolers and... This was planned? It’s a full spread... strawberries, sandwiches, the works.I turn to Chase who folds his hand. "So, what do you think?"What do I think? They planned a picnic

ISABELLA"You're moving? Again?"I raise my gaze, meeting my mom's eyes. "Yes. I can't... I can't keep transporting myself to campus each day. The money...""Is it much? You can always ask Noah for money." "Mom!" "I don't know what's with you and being too stubborn. He wants to help, doesn't he? He sent money yesterday, so he'll send it if you just ask him. You've been..." Her voice trails off, leaving me hanging."I've been what?" I ask her.She shuts her eyes. I can tell that whatever she's about to say must be really hard for her to speak. When she reopens her eyes, she doesn't look at me. "You've been very helpful these past few days."I just nod. She'll say that. That's only an attempt to get me to stay. I know better. I stand tall, staring around and contemplating what to take with me back to Noah's apartment."Are you ignoring me now?" She asks, walking further into my room."Mom, please just leave me alone. I need to... focus. Go back to doing whatever pleases you." I pick u

NOAHI've always known that my brother is a coward. But then... I didn't know that his cowardliness surpassed all understanding. I didn't know that he was tethering. Any moment from now, he'd be falling into a pit he dug for himself. Sure enough, I didn't call her. I'd been running around, seeing staff, trying to placate the higher-ups who would take a bribe, just so Isabella's dorm room could remain dormant. I mean, she can't leave my apartment. Not now. Not ever. And if it means paying double or triple for that empty dorm room in the stupid fucking fancy hostel, I will. But then what's his excuse? What reason does he have? I think of all he could possibly use and everything is useless. It makes me even wonder. The Hardin I used to know would never do such a thing. He was reckless and a fake but then... he didn't play about his girl. He adored her. I used to think he was a better option for her. Until he was not.I run a hand through my hair, shaking it a little as I kill the engin

ISABELLAThe sunlight filtering through the gaps in the curtains is too bright, and for the first time in weeks, I don't want to hide from it. I stretch out across the sheets. My body feels heavy, but in a good way... relaxed, cherished, aglow. Last night was fun, hot and definitely going to be repetitive. I smile, reaching out a hand to the other side of the bed, expecting to feel his heat. Empty. The sheets are cold.I sit up, pushing my hair out of my face with a small smile. Of course, he's probably in the kitchen, I think. Noah's little gestures are what make him a better man. I groan, sliding out of bed and grabbing one of his discarded flannels from the floor and slipping it on. It swallows me whole.I head to the bathroom first, humming under my breath. After brushing my teeth and worrying about my bleeding gums, I turn the shower on, letting the steam fill the room as I catch my reflection in the mirror. My lips are slightly swollen, and there’s a faint bruise on my collarb

ISABELLA"I'm not arguing. I just... worry about you. We all worry about you. Ever since he left, you haven't been the same, and you know it. You keep hiding the way you truly feel behind little things. You enjoy the little happiness that comes from small things. We are worried about you, Bella.""You don't worry about people who are fine."Chloe finally turns, running a hand through her hair. "Fine. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for saying it like that. And for worrying about my best friend."I watch her closely. "That will work." I smile reluctantly. Mostly because I do not have the sheer strength to argue. Or to be taught. Or to be lectured about what I already know. I don't need any of that."Yeah. Where is she going?" She nods to Nadia who has toddled over to the couch, attempting to climb it. She lets out a little grunt when she slips, then she tries again. I move to her, lifting her easily and settling her on the cushion. "There my love," I murmur, as she beams at me. Chloe rolls her