Isabelle's POV
After Seth and I stop making out. I tell him I have to change when I remember that I'm still in my pajamas. Like the gentlemen he is he closes the curtains and allows me time to change. I pinch my cheeks to check if I'm dreaming when I'm finished.
No, it's not a dream. I'm fully awake and I just made out with a guy for the first time in my life. I can't help the smile that spreads on my face. I pull the curtains back to let Seth know I'm done. He looks me up and down, taking in my appearance.
I have to admit my new wardrobe is a complete turn around from my old one, but it takes time to get used to. I shift uncomfortably under his gaze. " You look beautiful." I feel my face turning red. I'm about to say something when there's a knock on the door.
My mother walks in, but keeps distance between the two of us.
"Are you ready to go yet?" She ask, moving her gaze from me to Seth.
I'm shocked when Seth moves infront of me and says, " She's not going anywhere with you." I scrunch up my nose at how this position makes me feel weak. I place my hand on his shoulders and shake my head. " No, I have to go with her." I say.
He looks at me like I'm crazy, even my mother does a double take. " I can't have her leaving here thinking I'm going to turn her into the cops."
I try to walk over to my mother who looks petrified beyond belief, but I'm stopped mid stride when Seth grabs my hand.
" I'll be fine." I reassure him. " Right mom?"
As if someone snapped her out of a trance she begins to talk.
" Ah, yes, of course. There's nothing to worry about."
He hesitates to let go of my hand, so I have to do it myself. I honestly want to stay longer, but lets face the facts. Not going home with my mother could have some horrible reprecussions.
" You should go Seth."
If he keeps looking at me with those hurt eyes I might never leave him. I push these feeling back as I push him towards the door. " Don't worry about me." Is the last thing I say, before I push him out the door.
I turn back to my mother expecting her timid personality to Change into the cruel one I'm used too. But instead, all I see is a lady who looks twice her age and exhausted. I can't help but pity her at times. "Come on mom." I begin to pack my things, but when my hands are full, I ask her to take the second basket of goods.
" Let's hurry up and get out of here." We leave the room and walk out of the hospital unnoticed until we get to the parking lot and I see Seth standing by his car. He's probably making sure nothing funny goes on. I smile in his direction to show that I'm alright.
My mother and I make it to the car and quickly put my things inside. When we get in the car ourselves, it's silent. My mother put the keys in the ignition and drives out of the parking lot.
I'm actually genuinely nervous. I've never seen my mother so quiet. It's nerve wrecking. I use this time to come up with the right words to explain everything, but I don't quite want to tell her Seth is my boyfriend, not a cop.
I pause in my train of thought when I realize what I just said. I have a boyfriend...it takes a few seconds for everything to sink in. I can't help my face from heating up as I run my hand over my lips. Me and Seth are dating?
" We're here." My mother says while looking at me with tired eyes. I snap out of my thoughts and get out of the car. We grab everything from the back seat and head up. I try to take my time, stalling as much as possible. Right now my mother is unpredictable.
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Insecure
RomanceMy name is Isabelle. I'm the type of person to suffer silently and try to endure as much as possible. My plan to survive the constant abuse given to me by my peers and mother is working until a certain boy gets in the way. His name is Seth and for w...