Isabelle's POVI pace the sidewalk, practically waring out the soles of my sneakers, and have to take a few breaths to calm down. My eyes are misty, but no tears are coming out anymore. I've already cried enough tears.I run my hand through my hair.
Okay, calm down. What just happened? I have no idea.
"Uhhh." I yell. A few cars passing, slow down to check out who the crazy lady on the street is. I stop and wait for them to leave, before continuing on my rampage. Suddenly, a car honks it's horn and I see Gabby waving through the wind shield.
I run over to her car, opening the door and hop into the passenger seat. She takes in my appearance. Examining every inch of my messed up hair, that has strands flying in every direction. My crinkled clothes and red rimmed eyes. Instead, of bursting into a long speech about rainbows and unicorns like I expect. She engulfs me into a hug.
I wrap my arms around her small torso and bury my head in her neck. She gently rubs my head while speaking calming words into my ear.
"I don't know if I can keep going." I tell her honestly.
"Don't say things like that. You're better than this." She says firmly. " I know what will cheer you up." I stare at her deviant smile and shrink back into my seat. " Hunger Games."
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"Okay,I have been waiting for this opportunity to have you watch the first two." She ushers me into her house. I have to force my mouth close. I'm tempted to kiss the gold door knob as I walk through the door. I've never seen such an expensive looking house. No, mansion.
I tear my gaze away from the marble floor to Gabby, who's just walking around like this is normal. "You practically live in a palace." Gabby just shrugs her shoulders. " I guess, I used to think everyone lived in houses like mine."
A door slams a few feet infront of us, catching our attention. A middle aged lady walks out, stopping abruptly when she spots us in the middle of the hallway. She puts her hand on her chest as if we startled her petite frame.
" madam, I didn't expect you to come be back so soon. I just finished cleaning.""Thank you, Sylvia and I told you not to call me madam. Makes me feel sooo old." Gabby scrunched up her noise. " me and my friend are going to my room. Do you think you can bring up some snacks."
"Of course. I'll be right up." We make our way up a long twisting staircase and head down a hallway till we reach the last door on the right. "Well, this is my room." Gabby opens the door and I'm immediately overwhelmed by a lot of pink and stuffed animals that are thrown all over her bed. I take a step in and can feel the soft carpet under my feet. I have to pull my feet up before they sink through. Posters of the hunger games line her walls, along with the vamps, five seconds of summer and evanescence. Not quite what I expected but, you can never really know a person by their outwards appearance.
I take a step inside and I'm able to see the giant flat screen TV that is across from her bed, that takes up most of her wall. "Are you serious, You're parents bought you this?"
"Yup, it was a Christmas present." Gabby says, while searching through a book shelf full of DVD's. "Here they are." She holds up two DVD cases and walks over to me. " Now I'm not going to force you to tell me what's going on, but i'm here if you want someone to lean on."
I fiddle with my fingers for a few seconds before exhaling deeply. I know I've only just met her, but I feel some type of bond like she's trust worthy. " I know. It's just hard to explain. I think it might be a little to much to tell one person."
Gabby laughs out loud and has to cover her mouth I look at her weirdly for a few seconds before asking why she started laughing like a hyena. "Sorry, it's just. I'm so used to hearing crazy stories about politicians that I'm not shocked at how crazy people can be. Not to say you're crazy. I'm going to stop talking now." She sheepishly blushed after a moment.
I take a moment to clear my throat and sit on her bed. " My mother. Well she...she abuses me.It's been happening for years now and I've been getting bullied at school by these girls that have a serious thing for Seth. I haven't told him this yet, but one of his bestfriends, Cassidy has been at my throat threatening me for hanging out with Seth. Anyways, it's like no matter what I do, nothing's good enough. There's always someone after me and my life just keeps getting more complicated." By the end of my confession, I'm a big blabbering mess. I'm taking shallow intakes of breath as I feel my throat close up.
Gabby sits down beside me on the bed silently, digesting everything I said. " So is that what caused you to break down and run out of your house like a mad women?" She says quietly. I half laugh. " No, my mother was acting all nice to me, which was really strange and then my father popped up out of nowhere. So my mind is all over the place on what to do. Heck, I thought the man was dead two seconds before he showed up. And to make matters worse. Those girls might rip my head off when they find out that me and Seth are dating now." I say at the end. I never realized just how complicated my life was until I laid it all out. How have I been surviving this long.
" I see, it is a lot to tell one person. I think you need to look at this situation from a different perspective. Ask yourself why you're so scared to tell Seth about Cassidy and what you're going to do when you get back to your house because you can't keep running away." I'm genuinely amazed at Gabby. She should show this side of her more often. She's like a wise monk or mother hen. "And you never did tell me what happened when I left the hospital. Did you get freaky with seth, cause no one comes to a hospital that late for the atmosphere." She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively. I feel my cheeks heat up when I recall the very intense make out session we had.
" It was that good huh? I need to find myself someone to have passionate late night visits with." She stares dreamily at her 5 seconds of summer poster, probably plotting to seduce one of the members. " Okay, lets just watch the movie." She instantly perks up from this and presses play on the DVD player.
"Okay, this better be good." A knock comes from the door and Slyvia enters with a bowl of popcorn and bags of candy. Do they keep those on stand by. Just put it in a cabnit and stash for later. I could live here forever. Maybe, I can stay the night to avoid my "parents" for one more day. I'll ask after the movies. I focus my attention on the screen right the previews begin. Okay, Katniss, kill some people.~~~~
A few hours later and I'm struggling to hold myself together. "They're just gonna do it like that? Kill of the good guys?" Gabby nods her head with just as much tears flowing from her eyes as me. " You know their wrong for that. Atleast let Rue live. I mean she was innocent. All she wanted to do was swing from trees and eat rabbits." Gabby gently pats my back as I take it all in. How can the author be so cruel. It takes me a few more minutes to calm my nerves, before I stretch my arms and yawn tiredly."Maybe, I should spend the night. It's already-" I look at the clock on the wall. "10:30 at night. I wouldn't want to inconvenience you in anyway." I say slowly drawing out the last part, hoping that she'll catch on that I really don't want to leave the safe room filled with teddy bears and candy.
She eyes me suspiciously for a moment before breaking into a huge smile. " Okay, we can have a slumber party. You can relax tonight and then face your parents tomorrow. We can even draw out a battle plan." I smile to myself, feeling victorious. I wander if this is what it feels like for Obama to win a negotiation against congress. Probably. I relax against the soft bed and instantly begin sinking. I have to pull myself out before I die of lose of oxygen. How can a bed be that fluffy? The beginning of the day started out crappy, but atleast it didn't end that way.
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RomansMy 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...