Ixora (UNEDITED)

13| Forgiveness

I hastened my steps and took a bend around the corner.
Just because I stopped Gwen from ripping her apart doesn't mean I had forgiven her.

I was currently running from Bethany who was trying to talk to me about what happened.

What's there to talk about?
She tried to harm me but somehow feels remorseful about the deed. Blah, blah, blah

"Stop following me." I hissed

"Izzie, please hear me out."

"I'd rather not." I retorted dashing into the restaurant I had an interview. After explaining to the person at the counter what my mission was.

I walked into an inner room with the sign Manager on it.

As I expected it, I didn't get the job. I knew it would be hard to find a job in New York with little to no proper identification or recommendation from anywhere.

I hissed as my body collided into a passerby. We both glared at ourselves expecting the other to offer an apology first for bumping into the other.

If I wasn't pissed about my predicament as a jobless mother of one, I would have offered that apology.

Before I could open my mouth to cuss him out for being a blind bat, someone beat me to it by apologizing.

"I'm sorry." Bethany chipped creating space between me and the stranger "I pushed her, I'm really sorry."

He didn't seem to buy it but he got what I had no plans to give so he throw me one last glare and walked on.

I turned to the person whose fragrance was making it hard to be upset with as I wanted to gush and tell her she smelt nice but I deadpanned and faced her.

"Please, hear me out." She mumbled desperately and seeing I had nothing to do until later I nodded.

She took me to a really cute cafe in the area and bought me a nice cup of coffee.

It was a warm feeling knowing she remembered my like for coffee.

"I'm sorry for what I did to you."

"I know that."

She recoiled at the coldness in my voice. I knew she was sorry. I knew she didn't mean for it to happen at least that's what she has been mumbling since she started following me from my apartment.

"I guess, I felt threatened." She tried again "I really liked Ian or so I thought. He was my best friend and the only person that yunno fit into my prince charming description." She smiled wistfully "When you came around, I really liked you."

I scoffed.

"I liked your vibe and how you made everyone feel good."

"So why did you decide to kill me?" I laughed dryly taking my coffee cup to my lips."

She also laughed but it was a sad laugh.

"Drugs and bad advices." She confessed.

"Huh?" I almost spit my coffee back but it was too delicious to waste.

"I was in to drugs." She shrugged "I may have told my junkie friends and they encouraged I gave the drugs to terminate the baby and you wouldn't be tired to Ian and I might have him to myself."

Whoa!

"Look, Izzie till this day. I regret what I did to you and I pray you forgive me."

"Are you still on those yunno drugs?"

"No." She affirmed " I was in rehab two years ago and also therapy and other programs for people with impulsive syndromes and I started writing like you adviced." She smiled.