Art is an expression of the heart. It allows you to create and inspire while your imagination and emotions run wild. Isla Heart is a prime example of that. A true artist through and through. Inspired by the everyday trials and tribulations of her ho...
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Angrily licking his lips he watches the door close.
"Babe is there something you need to tell me? Is she pregnant by yo-."
Opening the door he dashes down the hallway after her.
"Isla!"
Hearing him call her, she tries to walk faster, but with her broken heart and her belly, she doesn't know which weighs more. But they're both slowing her down; that's for certain. Running a bit faster he catches her and latches onto her hand.
"Isla, I know ya'heard me calling yuh. Stop."
"No, it's ok." She responds quietly.
"How yuh finna be mad and yuh had a whole fuckin boyfriend?!"
"I'm not." She shakes her head.
"Stop, playin games, shawty! I'm not finna do this wit yuh! Yuh can't be mad, Isla! Yuh was gone for 6 fuckin months! And yuh finna drop a baybay fa him, bruh!"
"Felix I-. I'm not mad." She chokes out between her tears.
And she truly isn't mad, but she still let's him vent. He's held it in for months. So she won't interrupt. She won't try to argue. She'll, for once, just listen.
"Yes yuh are, bruh! Stop fuckin lyin! Look at yuh! Ya in fuckin tears cause I had some gurl in my apartment, but yuh had a whole mafucka, Isla! Yuh had a whole ass relationship! That when shit went bad I was always there to fix! To make sure yuh had a smile on that stupidly gorgeous face of yours! To make sure yuh were happy, cause I fuckin luh yuh, bruh! And yuh go head and do this?! What the fuck, bruh?!"
Angry beyond words, his heart is breaking. He knew it was always a possibility of her getting pregnant. Or just choosing August over him, but he just prayed it wouldn't ever come to them being on the terms they are on. Her pregnant and heartbroken and him angry and heartbroken.
"I'm not mad, Felix! I'm hurt! I'm hurt cause I lost you! I'm hurt cause I hurt you and you didn't and don't deserve that! I'm hurt because I finally got to see August for who and what he really is and its too late! I'm not mad that you're with her! I'm hurt! And I don't expect you to care that I'm hurt, cause I hurt you first! And you didn't deserve that. So you can go, and you can be happy. Be-because God knows if anyone deserves to be happy it's y-."
"Yuh." He confirms gazing down into her tear streaked face. "Yuh deserve to be happy, baybay. Yuh make me so fuckin mad and irritated, but yuh make me so fuckin happy, Isla. You're fuckin naïve as hell, but because ya so good and kind. Not cause yuh stupid, baybay. But cause yuh really see all the glitter and rainbows and goodness in people and the fucked up world. And yuh so fuckin goofy and silly and fun to be around. Your weird little mind works in such crazy creative ways. Yuh're beautiful inside and out and I luh yuh, baybay."
Hearing him finally say it after so many months causes her to break down in torrential tears.
"I missed you so much, Felix." Hanging her head, she can't bear to look into his eyes.
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