Alone In The Dark (a Thomas Brodie-Sangster fanfic)

CHAPTER 12

"There's no food in the cupboards." Amalie calls out from the kitchen. I let out a loud sigh. I'm not in the mood to go out. "You know what? I'll go out and get food. You can stay here. Have a rest." She smiles and gets her shoes on. "Don't get too much. We only need food for tonight. Okay?" Amalie walks over and kisses me on the cheek before leaving.

I sit back down on the sofa and turn the TV on. There wasn't much else to do. My eyes slowly shut but I was interrupted by the sound of the front door. I sit up and check my phone. It had only been 7 minutes and it was a 10 minute walk just to get to the shop. Before I could figure out what was going on, a pair of arms swung around me. The sent of the mystery person was familiar. I knew it well. "Isabella?" I ask, pushing her away. "Why did you call me Isabella. You've never called me that. You always call me Isabel." Her smile fades from her face and she frowns. She was right. I've never called her Isabella. Even the first time we met, I called her Isabel. Then I remembered. The note! Two weeks. It's been two weeks already.

"How are you?" She says, trying to make conversation. "Well umm not too good. I umm when you err left I. I got d d depressed." Tears started to flood my eyes. I tried to fight them back, but they insisted to show. "I. Umm. Tried to........ To k-k-kill my. My self." I couldn't see anything. My vision went blurry from all the tears. "Twice." There was an eery silence. "Thomas? Why didn't you tell me." Isabella's voice shook, full of hurt. "Don't you bloody understand. I couldn't. You left me. You replaced me for that Mark guy. You said that you never wanted to see me again." I was shouting. Anger took over me. "But. But Thomas. I broke up with Mark. I. I love you." By this point Isabella was crying. "Bullshit. If you'd loved me, you would've never gotten over me so quickly. You would've stayed. You would have taken the time to work things out. This is just absolute bullshit." Without thinking I run up stairs. I stumble to my bed. My face buried in my pillow, tears soaking the fabric.

I must have fallen asleep because I was woken up to yelling downstairs. My eyes adjusted to the light, and I got up and went downstairs. "Who's this?" Isabella said with a bitchy tone to her voice. "This is.."Mine and Amalie's eyes met. Her eyes widened. "This is Harriet. Harriet helped me get better after.... Well I don't think I need to tell you again." Amalie gave a warm smile to Isabella. "And Harriet, this is Isabella. My EX girlfriend." I over emphasise the word ex. "And she was just leaving." I carried on, adjusting my body so she could see the door. Isabella gathered her things and left immediately. The door slammed and we were left alone. "Thomas?" I looked up at Amalie. For some reason, tears formed in her eyes. "Thomas. I saw him".....