𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮- 𝐂𝐢𝐚𝐫á𝐧 𝐌𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐝

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May 2nd, 2019
9:56AM
Sunday

I rolled myself out of bed and crawled over to my bathroom. I grabbed the cup that sat on the counter and filled it up with water from the sink. I sipped from the cup and fell back down to the floor.

Lets just say i havent been coping with the drama that happened a bit ago very well. Ive been over drinking, regretting it in the morning and doing it all again.

I dropped the cup down next to me and threw my face into my hands. "You've got to get your shit together isabelle" I whispered to myself. I grabbed onto the counter and pulled myself up off of the floor.

I opened the medicine cabinet and opened the bottle of tylenol and swallowed two of them. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed. My brown hair was in a horrible messy bun, my skin was pale, and my under eyes were stained with mascara.

I dug through my drawer and pulled out a hair brush. I took the scrunchie out of my hair and brushed through my hair. I curled my hair and put it up into a neat ponytail.

I washed my face and did my makeup. I went into my closet and looked for something to wear. I opened my dresser and saw a sweatshirt in there. I let out a sigh and took it out and placed it on my bed.

I slipped into a white dress with different coloured flowers that I embroidered on the sleeves. I put on my white pumps and grabbed my purse. This is the first time in a week that ive gotten out of bed, not just to grab a bottle of alcohol.

I grabbed the sweatshirt off of my bed and walked out of my room. I got my keys off of the couch and walked outside to my car. I neatly folded the hoodie and placed it on my passenger seat.

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I parked in front of their house and i walked up to the door. Ian asked the door and stepped aside to let me in. "Hey, haven't seen you in a while" he said. "Ive been...you know" i said and he nodded his head.

I smiled at him and walked upstairs to ciarans room. I knocked lightly on the door and it swung open. His hair was messy, and his bright blue eyes were glossy. I cleared my throat and made eye contact with him.

"I just wanted tk bring back your hoodie" i said extending my arm as i handed the neatly folded sweatshirt to him. He looked down at it and grabbed it from my hands. His cold hand slightly grazed mine and i felt butterflies in my stomach.

I nodded my head and turned around to walk back downstairs. "Isabelle" he said and i stopped and turned around. "What" i said. "Can we talk...please?" He asked and i sighed.

"You have five minutes" i said walking into the room. I sat down my the floor and he sat next to me. "Im really sorry, and i know that not enough for what I did to you but know i mean it belle" he said.

"Why her ciaran? Look i dont mean to sound cocky but what does she have that i dont?" I asked and he looked down. "Shes just...easy" he said and i sighed. "Shes vile" i said.

"Isabelle, youre nothing like her and i think what i like most about you. Youre funny, youre sweet, youre beautiful inside and out, youre truly amazing" he said. "Then why do it ciaran? You hurt me so bad" i said.

"Im bad at showing my feeling" he said and i put my face in my hands. "Clearly" i saif picking up my purse and walking out of the room. "Belle please" he said. "Im done ciaran, go be with someone who's easier" i said.

He ran down the stairs and i walked outside. "Fuck isabelle i dont want someone easier i want you" he said.