Theodore Scott
He just did it. He walked back to her door and knocked. She didn't answer the first time, so he knocked again. This time she answered. Then he kissed her. And she kissed him back.
This felt right to him. With all the other girls, it wasn't like this. It didn't feel like this. Isabella was different. A good different. And he liked it. He liked her. Alot.
When they pulled away, they looked into eachothers eyes. This time, he saw something. Happiness. He smiled. And she smiled with him.
Theodore looked in her room and back at her. "Can I come in?" he asked.
She nodded and went inside with Theodore following her. She laid on her bed, on her back. He laid next to her.
Isabella moved and opened her window that was beside her bed. Once she opened it all the way, she picked up her pack of cigarettes that were on her nightstand. She picked out one and showed theodore. "Want one?" she asked.
Theodore nodded, taking the cigarette. "Thanks." he said, puting the cigarette in between his lips.
She put hers in between her lips and lit it with a match. She handed him the box and he lit the match and lit his cigarette.
"Why do you have the matches?" Theodore asked. "Why not get a lighter?
Isabella puffed on her cigarette, putting a glass jar between her and Theodore for the ash. "I use the matches for my candles that I have. I don't really like the lighters. Plus the matches are environmentally friendly." she smiled.
Theodore nodded, flicking off the ash of his cigarette.
"You kissed her." the voice said.
"Yes. I did." Theodore said to it.
"What happens now?" the other voice said.
"I dunno, just let life bring us?" Theodore said, confused.
"Nice quote, shakespeare." the voice said, sarcastically.
"Oh shove off." Theodore said, annoyed.
Theodore looked at Isabella. He released it's going to take awhile to date her. She's too vulnerable to date right now. It would be worth the wait when she would like to date. He would never hurt her in any way. He won't hurt her ever. He would treat her the way she deserves to be treated. But one day, she would his. His little butterfly.
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if we just had time.
Romance⚠️TW⚠️ Mention of abuse, drugs, alcohol, death, blood, rape, sexual assault, blades, and knives. so if you are triggered by any of these it is best for you to not read this book. to the boy who thought he would never hurt her, to the girl who thoug...
