The Devil's Debt

Fear

Kyzer's POV:

Isa's been attached to me lately, and in a way, I feel horrible for her. It's like she lives with this constant fear that I'll leave her one day.

It's gotten to the point where sometimes I'm working from home all day so I can take care of her and be there with her all day, just so she won't call me crying about how much she misses me.

I wish I could make it easier on her, but I can't.

But I understand why she's acting like this.

Lately, she's been talking to me about her mom and Dan along with her biological dad. Her mom betrayed her trust and all the men in her life abandoned her. Her dad wanted her dead for a moment, and one of her brothers tried killing her. Plus, Dan wasn't even her real dad. She's been lied to and abandoned for her whole life, so I understand where the insecurity and uncertainty is coming from.

So all I can do is be there for her.

After last night, I started thinking about my future though. I started really thinking about what I wanted, and obviously, this whole time, it's been her, but now I'm really certain that it's her that I want.

She's everything I want in life. Someone I can depend on. Someone I can talk to. Someone I can trust with anything- my heart, my mind, my body... anything.

Shit. I'm going soft on myself. But I guess love makes you that way.

Anyway, Mariah's supposed to be coming today. Supposedly, she held off a couple days, so she ended up booking a flight for today.

Isa's so nervous about it, she can't stop pacing the room. I sit there in my chair as I watch her pace around, fidgeting with her fingers.

"Isa, you know how I feel about the pacing and fidgeting. Just relax, everything'll be fine."

"I dunno. This is gonna be weird."

"Look at me. How about I do the talking, hm?"

She stops pacing and looks over to me, then shakes her head and starts again. I sit back with a sigh.

"I tried." I say to myself.

"I should be the one talking. This is between me and her."

"Isabella, please. You're making this bigger than it already is. Just talk to her like you're having a normal conversation. Everything will be fine, I promise." I say, getting up and pulling her to me.

She sighs and looks off, folding her arms.

"This isn't a normal conversation-"

"Isa." I say sternly. "Listen, I get it, alright. But all you can do-"

"Ky-"

"Aht aht. No. Stop, okay?"

"But-"

"No. No complaining, no procrastination, or anything of the sort. None. At all. Got me?"

"Yeah, but-"

I raise my eyebrow at her and she stays quiet, sighing as she puts her forehead on my chest.

"I'm sorry. I'm just stressed. And worried."

"I know, and I get it. Just stay calm, okay?"

"Okay." she says as I lean down to kiss her nose, then her lips.

"I love you." I say, putting her hair behind her ear.

"And I love you."

I give her a smile, then I grab her hand and we go downstairs to the living room where the boys are sitting.