Passion is Toxic

Chapter 11

Keith's POV:

I should leave ... No I will wake her up if I do that, okay play it cool keith cool.

I should probably leave my hand on her head i don't want to misuse my luck... I really don't know what i'll say or how to act if she wakes up, I never had to speak to my booty calls in the morning cause they would already be gone and I wouldn't have to deal with that shit.

But this wasn't a booty call this is actually a girl I like, sleeping next to me or is it sleeping on me... oh my God did i just say that scratch the last part.

Oh no she moved i think my heart skipped a beat does that mean she is waking up okay act cool. I put my other hand at the back of my head... I hope I look cool psh! Who am i kidding of course i look cool that's a classic.

Then I heard a light knock at the door... I am so going to kill Anita (the maid). Her blond head peeking through the door "Ssir your-" before she could finish her sentence the door swang wide open banging against the wall causing Isy to wake up  spinning  up in alarm and in the door way was non other than Christian My beloved father (note the sarcasm) standing with an angry expression on his face.

" This!" he said pointing at Isy, "This is why you are failing!? "

My eyes snapped to Isy who had a terrified look on her face." Slow down dad" my head snapping back in his direction."She has nothing to do with that" I said feeling the anger coercing through my veins.

"Oh really?" He said dramatically "have you seen your results!?" His eyes narrowing." Pathetic!" He yells after i didn't answer him.

"Dad can we talk about this down stairs or in my room?" I asked  now feeling embarrassed.

"Yeah sure and tell your little whore to leave while you are at it" he said leaving the door still wide open. i know rude son of a bitch

I rushed out off the bed and slamed the door closed leaning against it with my eyes shut...Oh my God Isy." Isy i am so sorry" i blurt out but got confused when i noticed she was not on the bed she was aready up.

"I should go" she said while pulling a shirt over her head.

"But you don't have to... I don't want you to" my words were barely a whisper.

"I'm sorry Keith this is just" she said wiping a tear that had run down her check then she sighed "too much" she stated finishing her sentence with a sob.

I watched her in silence, I was already feeling guilty as she paced around the room parking her clothes. When she was done she she stood in front of me.

"Goodbye Keith" she said trying to smile but i could tell she was hurting i still can't believe my dad thinks she is a whore how dare he... Wait did that goodbye sound like she ain't coming back to you or it's just me.

"You can take one of my cars and call me when you get home" I said testing to see if i was right but praying in heart that i was wrong.

"I can't do that" she said with a frown on her face and my body relaxed a bit cause i thought she would say i don't want to see you again or worse she would end our friendship.

"You can because i wasn't suggesting I was telling you that you are taking one of my cars and you are going to call me when you get home" that came out harsher than i intended but hey I want an excuse to see her again plus i don't want her taking the bus.

I looked into her beautiful brown eyes which were now puffy from crying, i leaned in and kissed her lips i thought she wouldn't let me but she did, I pulled away and kissed her forehead too. We walked out of the room in silence I gave her the keys to the Lamborghini and escorted her out the back.

I didn't want her to have to listen to my Dad's insults she had heard enough for a day i watched as she pulled out when she was finally gone I let out a relived sigh as i turned on my heel to go face my dochebag father.

I rubbed my temples as i walked into living room where he was sitted.

"Is she gone? " he asked sounding more calm than he was earlier when he insulted Isy.

I shot a glare at him but nodded in agreement instead as I sat in one of the couches furthest from him. Their was silence for a moment then i broke it by speaking." She's not a whore dad... i actually like her she is a great person" i stated honestly.

"I'm just looking out for you son" he said with an apologetic shrug."And the fact that you are failing is worrying me".

"You still didn't have the right to call her a whore!" I said letting out my anger and scratching off the fact about me failing.

"I'm sorry for how i acted it was immature" he stated.

"YEAH! YOU THINK?! AND YOU'RE TELLING ME? YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD THAT TO ISABELLE CAUSE UNLIKE ME SHE IS THE ONE YOU CALLED HER A WHORE! AND YET YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HER! BUT NOOO YOU HAD TO COME IN WITH THE NAMES RIGHT!? IF YOU KEEP BUTTING INTO MY LIFE LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE NO FRIENDS LEFT!" I said looking the other way.

"So you sleep with your friends now?" He said sounding unsure.

"Oh-o my God really dad?! Seriously?! I never had Sex! With her" I stated furiously.

"So that's why you were in her bed cause you didn't have sex with her? " he adds.

Unbefuckinglievable.

And i think my mouth just dropped to the ground in disbelief. "Oh so you think am lying you now? You know what don't answer that just get get out of my house Now!"

"Uhm Anita! please see 'Christian' here out" i say sarcastically and storm back upstairs without another word.

On my way to my room my phone buzzed , when I looked at the caller ID I was so relived to see Isabelle's name on my screen.

"Isy?" I said as i walked into my room shuting the door behind me.

"Hey? " I her voice coming from the other end of the line and I felt my heart beat again... too cheesy scratch that.

"Are you home yet?" I asked when a thought crossed my mind.

"yeah" she responded quickly.

"Okay so I'm coming to pick you up at 8pm and please be ready by then" I said teasingly.

"But that's too early" she responded dramatically as she played along.

"Okay grandma you can start getting ready now else i'll drag you out half naked if I have to"  She laughed at my joke on the other end of the line... she laughed, and now i was lying on my bed with a smile plastered on my face like an idiot.

"See you at eight" she said playfully with an acsent then cut the line. Cute i thought to myself as a smile played on my lips when i pulled away to stare at my phone.

Girls like presents right? but with Isy it's kind of hard to tell she's... different i smiled at my choice of words, but i think i have the perfect idea.