His Broken Heart

Chapter 4

Next up is......Issac!
Played by: Tom Holland

Yes Issac is spelled with two "s" that's how I wanted it to be.
My inspiration for this character resembles Tom, since Issac in the story is the comical, fun guy.
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"Your cup is going to fly away"

"No it wont if I hold on to it tightly"

"Just don't kill us, please" I tell Sarah we're driving to my house after school.

Me and Sarah are currently in her car debating if her cup will fly away when she pours the left over ice in it. She is positive that she will be able to just stick her hand out and pour out the ice, but I know that with the wind blowing against her hand that she will loose grip of her cup. Of course she ignores me and decides to stick her cup out the window.

I look over at her as she puts the window down and starts to pour out the ice. She turns to look at me with her ' I told you so' face. "See...my cup isn't going to fl-"

She didn't even finish her sentence when the cup was swept off her hand. I begin to laugh at her because I was right. "What was that?......Your cup what?" I tease.

"Shut up"

"Yes master" I reply to her using a British accent. This is why Sarah  is my best friend, I honestly don't know what I would to without her, she has always been there for me and the fact that she lives just down the street from my house makes it easier for us to hang out. We are basically sisters.

"Alrighty then, off you go my bitch" Sarah tells me as I step out of her car. We arrived at my house and we were on my driveway. Well mom is not home yet. What a surprise

I roll my eyes " Bye!" I get off her car and start walking toward my front door and I hear her yell at me from her car.

"Don't forget its your turn to drive us to school tomorrow!!" ohh snap I almost forgot. We both decided to ride together in one car to school because it was a waste of gas to use two cars when we were both going to the same place, so we came up with a system....we would rotate who's car to use every month and since today was the last day of September it was my turn to drive us.

I walk into my house suddenly felling alone. I was used to this since mom is always working late at the hospital and my brother off at college. Our father left a few years ago, we just came home one day to find all his things missing with not a single goodbye. My brother Aaron decided to take over the father figure since then and we've managed to move on. I, on the other hand, was devastated. I was a daddy's girl and for him to just leave without a goodbye broke me into millions of pieces. It's been almost eight years since my fathers departure and to this day it is still a touchy subject for me to talk about, the only people I've talked about my dad are Sarah and Evan.

I'm pretty reserved when it comes to my personal information. I don't like talking about my feelings or problems. I feel like I shouldn't have to bother people with my own problems, people already have enough of their own so why like mine on top of them.

"Looks like it's just me tonight" I say to myself. I walk over to the fridge and see some Chinese take out. I guess this is my dinner. I go up to my room and change from my school clothes to some shorts and a t-shirt.

I sit on my bed with my backpack open and try to do some homework but the television is just soo much more interesting than what happened during those cavemen years.

Sitting on my bed I hear my phone ding but I realize that it is not near me or in my high stand. I follow where the noise came from and find my phone under my backpack. I look at it and I realize it's a text from Evan.