Isabel's P.O.V.
As me and Zoey get closer to the window to find out who's throwing things at her window, I recognized the figure as Beau. "Would you like me to call the police on him?" I ask.
I never got a reply. She was speechless. I think she was shocked and confused. I didn't know what to do.
Zoey's P.O.V.
I was shocked. Why would he dare come to my house after all the stuff he's put me through. "No, don't call the police. I want to hear what he has to say." I replied.
Isabel slowly opened the window and yelled at Beau to meet her at the front door. When I hear his footsteps coming up the stairs, I start to panick. What if he wants to dump me? Wait, why would I care? Ugh, I'm so confused. I was interrupted from my thoughts by a slight tap on my shoulder.
It was then that I realized I had hot tears running down my cheeks. When I turned around, I saw a depressed looking Beau in front of me. His eyes were red and puffy like he'd been crying and he looked so out of it. Why would he be sad? He's the one that cheated on me in the first place with that "friend" of his.
"Hi Zoey, c-can we t-talk?" He questioned. "Sure" I quietly replied.
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Hi Guys! Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been very busy with school but I promise in summer I will update loads. Thanks♥♡♥♡
