Double Trouble (Completed)

Chapter Twenty-Six

(Isabella's POV)

I left the room and opened the front door. I wiped at my eye as a tear fell. I didn't know what to do. All I knew was I had to get out and walk alone for a while. Before I knew it I was at the beach. It was empty. I sat down in the sand and brought my knees up to my chest. Small tears began rolling down my cheeks uncontrollably. I heard footsteps coming towards me. Frankly, I didn't care. The footsteps stopped and it sounded like someone had sat down beside me. I felt a hand rubbing softly on my back and I turned to see who it was...Krissy.

"What's wrong Izzy?" She asked. I calmed a little bit.

"My grandfather died." I said my voice faltering.

"Oh-Izzy. It'll be okay." She comforted.

"Krissy, do you remember when you first met him?" I asked. Krissy sighed.

"I remember. He offered to let me wear his special fishing hat." She said with a chuckle. I laid my head on my knees again. It started sprinkling even though it had been sunny all day. We sat out there for a long time. With spotted conversations of my grandfather and other things.

"We should probably get back. The boys will be worried sick." Krissy said standing up. She helped me up and I wiped the sand off my butt. I hadn't realized how sleepy I was.

Krissy opened the door for me and we got inside to the warmth of the small condo. Jack and Finn were sitting on the couch. Their heads whipped towards us as soon as we walked through the door. I suddenly felt guilty and embarrassed. I had made them all worry about me and I didn't even want to know what my mascara looked like. Finn jumped up and brought me into his arms. I bathed in his warmth and he didn't seem to care I was soaking wet. He kissed the top of my head.

"Please, don't scare me like that ever again." He whispered. I closed my eyes and shook my head softly. Krissy and Jack had already gone to their room. Finn and I had stayed wrapped in each others arms on the couch. I cried a little longer until I finally fell into a deep sleep.

I woke up the next morning cold and drenched in my bed. I must've fallen asleep on the couch and Finn had taken me here. I stretched and turned to my other side. I reached out to my phone laying on my bedside table and saw I had six missed calls. Perfect. I listened to all the voicemails on almost silent as Finn was still asleep beside me. I felt bad not answering their calls but I needed to get out of my clothes. I took some skinny jeans and an oversized sweater out of my half unpacked bag and went to the bathroom. I took a long, hot shower and tried to refrain from singing. I dried

off and put on my clothes. I walked back into our room and Finn was awake. He was dressed and when he saw me he smiled. My phone buzzed letting me know I had a text. It was from my cousin, Marlene.

-hey Izzy. We need you back home for Grandfathers funeral.

Uh oh.

-okay. I'll come back as soon as I can.

I replied. I slipped my phone in my pocket and started putting my things in my bag again.

"What happened? Why are you packing?" Finn asked laying a hand on my bag forcing me to stop packing.

"I have to go back to America. My grandfather died and I have to attended the funeral." I choked out. It is the last two weeks and I want to spend as much possible time with him. He got up and hugged me from behind as I packed. He laid his chin on my shoulder.

"Could I come with you?" He whispered and kissed my neck.

"You don't really know him and I don't want to inconvenience you." I said tilting my head and closing my eyes.

"It's not an inconvenience." He said silkily biting my ear softly.

"Finn..." I groaned. His arms tightened around me.

"If you are coming with me you need to pack." I warned. He backed up a little but not before kissing my neck roughly. I rolled my eyes as I saw Finn jump around gathering his things.

I told Krissy and Jack about what happened and how I needed to go back to America. I would be back by the weekend. They drove us to the airport and we checked in. A plane was leaving in thirty minutes and we just got into the plane. I pulled a blanket out of my bag and draped it over our legs. I leaned on Finn and settled in for our long flight.