Isabelle's POV
"Isabelle" someone's shaking me gently, I hum and dig my face in the comfortable pillow, "wake up" I open my eyes and see Justin smiling at me, I look at him and glare "I want to sleep" I lay back in the bed and pull the covers around me, "it's three by the way" he says, "why would you want to wake me up at night?" I groan, "because, it's not night. It's the afternoon" he says, Afternoon?
"But Justin, I feel so numb" I whisper, "yes, I know" he says, "that's why, you need to move a little bit" he says, "nope" I said popping the 'P'
"What is the last thing you remember?" He suddenly asks, "I don't know"
"Isabelle, focus!" He claps his hands and I put my hands on my ears, then Suddenly I remember those blue eyes "TOM!" I suddenly scream and open my eyes, I jump from my bed, "Tom, was here! He was here!" I scream and start to panic. "Isabelle, chill. He-" I cut him off, "no, no, no. He was here! i've seen him!" I cry out, "Isa-" I cut him off, "He was here, I can assure you" I cry out, and shake my head. "I need to go" I say when Justin holds me, "Isab-" I push him away, "Don't touch me!" i scream, "he was here! He came back!" I scream and cry out, "Isabelle, listen to me" Justin says, I shake my head "Leave me alone" I cry and inhale as much air as possible.
I sit on the floor and cry my eyes out.
I saw him, I saw his blue eyes. I'm so sure.
"Hey, Isabelle.. Calm down" Justin says softly, I shake my head and cry. I feel his arms around my waist and he pulls me in an embrace, "leave me alone" I cry, "Shhh.. Calm down" he whispers and rubs my back smoothly, "he's here" I whisper, "he isn't" he says, "I've seen him, I've talked to him" I cry, "Isabelle, you saw Charlie who you thought was Tom. I was with you" he suddenly says, I stop crying, "W-what?" I whisper, "Charlie drugged you basically, you thought he was Tom" Justin says, I shake my head and cry.
He pulls away and holds my face, "Isabelle, Look at me" he says, I shake my head "I'm so sure" I whisper, Justin wipes away my tears, "Isabelle, tell me what you did last night and we'll think together" he says softly calming me down, I nod and he smiles at me.
"I-i kept dancing with Ryan, and then i got tired but I wanted to drink" I say remembering last night's events, "and then Tom appeared, he gave me a cup! He wanted me to dance with him! i'm so sure" I say and cry, "Shhh. Iz, I can assure you, it isn't Tom. I was with you" he says, "you weren't there" I say and shake my head without stopping,
"Iz, calm down. You're shacking!" He screams, and holds both hands and his eyes widen "Calm down, calm down" he repeats again, I keep shacking my head "He's here, don't tell me to calm down!" I cry out,
"Isabelle, you're shacking violently!! Calm down" he says and holds my shoulders and rubs them trying to calm me down, I start remembering all the beating, the raping, the abusing and I start choking out, "Jus-" I cry, "Isabelle, what is-?" i cut him off "I can't breath" I say struggling to let the words out, he widens his eyes.
I think this is the end. I feel it.
"Isabelle, focus with me. Just focus on my voice" he says, and I try to breathe as much as possible, "hey, hey, it's alright" he says softly, and I shake my head. My thoughts were revolving around Tom, my worst nightmare.
"Listen Isabelle, Look at me" he says and holds my face, "Breathe with me, slowly" he says and starts inhaling oxygen, he's doing some signs for me to follow him and I follow his moves as he breathes slowly, "It's alright" he whispers, and I try to breathe as he breathes with me slowly.
"you'll be alright, I promise" he says and nods, he rubs my back smoothly till my breathing gets back to normal.
"You OK?" He asks, and I nod. He doesn't say anything and keeps rubbing my back, I just stay sitting on the floor and breathe. "Tom isn't here" he says, "I've seen him" I whisper, "you were drugged Isabelle, I can assure you" he says calmly, "you weren't there" I say, "you can ask anyone who was at the party who punched that guy who dragged you to the dance floor" he says and smiles, "what guy?" i raise my eyebrows "Charlie"
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