Until The End Of Time

Chapter 16 Is That What She Would Of Wanted?

Lydia was procrastinating walking down the concrete pathway as the wind blew through her strawberry blonde hair. She was wearing attire she wasn't quite comfortable in yet, flat shoes. Lydia always thought she was too short, so she always wore high heels and wearing flat shoes really didn't feel comfortable, but they felt better because they weren't bending the bones in her feet the entire time she was walking. Lydia couldn't help, but feel that someone was following her or watching her. She quickly started monitoring every direction because if she was going to be attacked she wanted to see it coming. Suddenly a hand landed on her shoulder and she spun around on her feet (something much harder to do in high heels than flats) and smashed her fist into the boy's stomach. When she actually had time to register who it was she became ashamed of herself, it was Isaac.

"Oh my God Isaac I'm so sorry, I can't say it enough." Isaac was bent over in pain, convulsing a bit when he shushed her.

"It's fine, but I think you broke my rib luckily that shouldn't take long to heal." Isaac smiled at the girl whom he was at head level when he was bent over. He looked to her feet and saw she wasn't wearing her high heels. "This is a different side of you. I thought you only wear heels." He motioned to her feet, she looked down and chuckled.

"Yeah, I thought I would try it out for once, people always tell me that it's a lot more comfortable, but I don't see how." This time it was Isaac who was laughing.

"Where did you even learn to punch like that?"

"Another one of the things people don't know about me." Isaac's smile turned into more of a sarcastic grin.

"Another one of Lydia Martin's hidden talents?"

"Yes, but my favourite one is that I can scream and everyone for miles can hear it, it's pretty helpful when you're getting attacked or kidnapped, which sadly seems to happen much too often."

"That it does." Lydia couldn't help, but laugh at the current situation. "Something funny Miss Martin?"

"Well although I can't say I'm sorry enough, I just find something about it quite funny and enjoyable." That was when Isaac stood back up to full height and she heard the sound of a bone healing, God that noise was awful.

"Well you're not the one with a broken rib?"

"Neither are you."

"Yes I am!"

"Where's the evidence." Isaac just laughed and put his arm on her shoulder and pushed her playfully.

"Nice call, but next time you won't be so lucky." Lydia couldn't help, but think about what the girls had said the night before. They had spent a lot of time together and Lydia knew the reason she gave the girls for hanging out with him was a lie, if all she wanted was somebody who understood her experiences and everything she had been through she would have gone to Scott. So if that wasn't the reason she was hanging out with him, why was she? Was she really falling for her dead best friend's boyfriend? Is that against some code or something? Well she wanted to know if it was okay, so she texted the one person closer to Allison than anyone else, Scott. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and turned away to text.

"Just wait for a minute Isaac, I need to send a text."

"Sure no problems." She went to her messages and sent a text to him.

Do you think it's okay to fall for you dead best friend's boyfriend? She fumbled the phone in her hands trying to make sure Isaac didn't see what she wrote or what response she was going to get. It was about two minutes later when she received a text from the 'illustrious Scott McCall.

Lydia, I'm sorry, but I'm already in a committed loving relationship, so I think you should keep these thoughts to yourself! She was almost outraged at the text, but she knew it was sarcastic so all she did was send a heated response.