Not So Sweet Love

{ Chapter 3 }

Isabella's P.O.V

I walked into the kitchen, grabbing an apple and putting it in my mouth on the way to the fridge to look for something edible. Finding nothing I closed the door, my apple falling to the ground as my mouth hung open.Shit shit shit shit shit! How did I manage to forget that college started in 1 week.

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I carried all the bags of school supplies I had just bought, into the house and put them in my room. I glanced at the still unopened letter that sat next to my bed mocking me every time I looked at it. I had a horrible feeling about that letter. I looked at my phone to find a text from the one and only Maxwell Parker.

Spawn Of Satan: Meet me @ our spot

No way in hell was a going to meet him.

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1 hour later...

I know I said I wasn't going to go but what if he had something really important to say like.... He was secretly Alex Gaskarth. I need to know and that's the only reason I'm going.

"Our Spot" was a cliff looking out into the city, cliché I know. That's where he asked me to be his girlfriend 4 years ago. It was my 16th birthday, we had snuck out during the party and he had taken me to this cliff and ever since then it was "our spot". So many memories were made here. It only took a few more steps to come face to face with him.

  "Bella, I thought you didn't want to see my face again", he smirked.

  "What did you need to tell me that was so important?" My voice sounding very much annoyed until I looked around me. There was a cute picnic setup on a blanket covered in flowers, right behind him.

  "I need to explain what happened that night, will you please listen to me, just this once?, he sounded desperate.

   I was getting tired of running away from him, I sighed "Go ahead".

  He took a deep breath "You were going through so much, with your parents getting a divorce ,and your dad was drinking non-stop. I couldn't do anything to help you and that was ... so frustrating ,the person I loved the most was going through so much pain and all I could do was watch. So I got drunk, really fucking drunk and then Harper came over. We kissed, and then you came in."

  "Why didn't you tell me that you were so frustrated?" Did he really just say he cheated on me because he couldn't help me? Bullshit

  "You had so many problems I didn't want to add anymore, but I promise you all we did was kiss. I'm not asking for you to for-"

  "Good because I'm not ready to forgive you", I said cutting him off, "What you did was ...horrible, but I also ran away from the whole situation. I don't want to hold any more resentment, I want to move on."

  He pulled me towards him and hugged me really tightly as if trying to make sure I was actually there. He pulled away just enough so I could see his face."I completely understand, I'm going to earn your trust back, I know it's never going to be the same but I need you in my life, these past few years have been horrible without you", he was shaking and tears were starting to fall down his cheeks. He was telling the truth.

We stayed like that for a while, arms around each other holding on to each other tightly.

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   I tried to slowly close the door without making any noise, only to turn around and find Jack sitting on the sofa facing me. Damn he's good."Isabella Carson", he said with that dad voice that he only uses when I'm in trouble.

  "As long as you live under my roof, you will tell me when you are leaving and coming back, no excuses." I smiled I haven't heard that since High School.

  I gave him a military salute "Sir, yes, sir!", he rolled his eyes.

  "Get to bed, before I change my mind about letting you stay here." he said walking towards his room. I laughed and walked to my room.

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Maxwell: So there's this party that they throw at the beach every year the week before college starts, and I was hoping you would want to go with me?

Me: I'll think about it

Maxwell: c'mon Bella, how am I supposed to be friends with you if you don't let me

Me: I'm busy that day

Maxwell: we both know that's a lie

Me: and why would you think that?

Maxwell: okay let's say you do have plans, what are they?

Me: that's none of your business

Maxwell: yeah okay that's why you won't tell me, not because those plans are non-existent

Me: you know what, I will go to the party

Me: AFTER I'm done with my plans.