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Sick Puppy

Sebastian's POV

"Sir, Ms Prier just called. She would like to reschedule the meeting to tonight at 6 pm" I didn't bother to look up since I knew it was only my secretary.

My mind wasn't at work today, actually it hasn't been for a while. I'm worried about Isobelle. I don't want to put her in a tight position with her mother and make her choose to disobey her but it wasn't easy to stay away. There's an urge inside me wanting to see her whenever I can. Just this morning, I rushed my work at the office just so I could go to her. In my defense I needed a break. And naturally she was the first thing that came to mind.

There was something about her that calmed me. Whenever I'm with her, I had no choice but to forget about my issues. And whenever I wasn't with her, all I could think about was being with her. It seems as if my mind is playing tricks with me, because ever since this morning all I could think about is her smile, those perfect soft lips of hers that hold so much control over me.
It might have had something to do with this morning's incident when she opened the door, and to my surprises she was wearing nothing but a towel. That caught me completely off-guard and for a moment, my instinct was to throw her against the wall and have my way with her, but I somehow didn't. A part of me is glad that I still have a glimpse of self control left, but the other selfish impulsive part of me is cursing myself down for wasting a good opportunity.

This morning's event had me wondering when I would see her again. I don't think I'll be able to make a day without having seen her. I would settle for even just a minute.

"Sir?" my secretary calls out.

"Tell her we're rescheduling to next week." I say without looking away from my laptop. "And clear all my appointments for the rest of the day. I don't want to be disturbed." I make the last part clear. I've made up my mind to go and see her.

I looked at the time and saw that it was already past 4, nearly 5. She was probably already home by now. I'm on my feet before I know it.

"Mr Steele, you have a very important meeting with the Vandells. They came all the way from Italy just to meet up with you. I think it'd be best if you---"

"Schedule them first thing tomorrow morning. Make any excuse, I don't care. Just do it." I make my way towards the door without glancing her way.

I'm not usually an irrational person. At least not as of lately. I think everything through before doing them. But then again, I'm usually in control of myself but lately I'm not so sure anymore. I glance at my phone dialing Isobelle's number. I know I told her I was going to be busy, so she'll probably be surprised to see me. I wanted to let her know I was coming but she doesn't pick up her phone. I can't help but frown to myself.

I jump in the car and decide to wait a while for her to call me back but a while turned into an hour.

Isobelle's POV

I'm not sure how I did it, but I managed to stay away from Justin for the day. I push against the doors of the school, waiting for Claire to show up so we could go home together.

While I wait, I can't help but smile to myself just thinking about Sebastian. The memory of this morning plays on my mind.

"Belle" someone calls my name and my smile turns into a frown.

"I don't want to talk." I turn around revealing Justin's golden brown eyes.

"I can see that. You've been avoiding me the whole day." he says.

"Justin I don't know what else to do! I've told you so many times we're done, but you don't listen. What do I have to do for you to leave me alone?" I look straight in his eyes and I notice the bruise on his face. It was almost gone, but it was still there.

"I'm just warning you Belle. This Sebastian is bad news. Not to mention he's going to pay for this bruise." he clenches his jaws.

"That you deserved" I glare at him. I couldn't be nice to him anymore, there was no point. He's pushed every button I had, and I was tired of it.

"Oh god Justin, seriously? You're still stalking Belle like some sick puppy? You need to take a chill pill and just go away." Claire pulls me away from Justin and I willingly go but Justin pulls on my other arm.

"Claire fuck off. I'm talking to Belle." he glares at her.

I pull my arm away from him harshly. "Don't talk to her like that!" I frown at him.

"It's cool Belle, I know he's just heart broken now that he's gotten a taste of his own medicine." Claire taunts him.

"Belle please, I just want to talk. Without her." he glances at Claire. "Then I promise I won't bother you anymore. I just want to talk." he says calmly reminding me of the Justin I fell  in love with.

"What makes you think she's going anywhere with you?" Claire glares at Justin, which he just ignores without breaking eye contact with me. "This is getting too weird Justin. You're like some obsessed ex boyfriend, seriously it's starting to get annoying." Claire points out and she wasn't wrong. I know Justin cares for me but it was a little strange that he won't leave me alone specially since he was the one who broke up with me.

"Go fuck your self Claire Im just looking out for Belle. I care about her." Justin says.

"If I can't have her no one can? Is that what this is now?" Claire narrows her eyes at him.

I sigh. If this was the only way for him to finally leave me alone then I had no choice. "Fine. Let's talk." Claire gives me a look that said this was a bad idea and every bone in my body wanted to follow after her when she started walking the opposite direction.

My phone rings but I ignore it not wanting to be disturbed. Something tells me what with Justin's anger issues and all, he'll end up grabbing my phone and throwing it to the ground.

........

It was late when I got back home. I spent the whole day with Justin. He made it clear that he wasn't happy with my relationship with Sebastian but he also made it clear that he was going to stay out of it to keep my friendship. I made my way up the porch shoving the key inside the keyhole twisting the doorknob open. Mom wasn't home yet and I doubt she would be for the rest of the night. I didn't bother turning on any lights and went straight for my bedroom.

The moment I opened my door the first thing I see is a mans figure sitting on the tip of my bed. It only took me a second to realize it was Sebastian. There was an empty bottle at the foot of the bed. He had his head between his hands looking down at the bottle. I stepped inside the room and he looked up surprised to see me.

I was both speechless and curious as to what he was doing in my room. He stayed quite, and I realized as it slowly disappeared from his face that he looked worry. It was replaced by relief. I expected him to say something but he didn't. I closed the door behind me.

"Hi." Was all I could muster up to say at this point.