ex - j.g

twelve;

gilinsky;

"isabelle?" i knocked on her bedroom door and turned the knob.

she was laying on her stomach, flat on her bed. i could hear her crying. beside her was a picture of her and her mom from years ago.

i sat on the edge of her bed and lightly pushed the hair out of her face. her hair was soaking wet from her tears, while her face was red and her eyes were puffy.

"i- i don't wanna... believe it." she suddenly says, struggling for words. i get up and walk around to the other side of her bed and pick her up.

with her in my arms, i sit down on her bed, then put her in my lap and hug her.

she cries harder, her breathing unbalanced.

"it'll be okay, isabelle. i know it's hard right now." i try to soothe her.

she wipes her tears and looks up at me, "thank you for staying." she begins to cry again. i wipe her tears and peer down at her.

"it's nothing, you don't have to keep thanking me."

"she told me something... after i broke up with nate." she struggled to say.

"what?" i ask.

she licks her lips, "she told me how, she always thought we'd date... never nate... and she said how lucky i was... to at least have you by my side." she says, "she was right. i am lucky."

i smiled at her words, "so am i."

"jack?" she says.

"yeah?" i say and look down at her.

"i.. i never told anyone the real reason i broke up with nate." she says.

"what?" i ask, pretty much dumbfounded, "what do you mean the real reason?"

"of course i broke up with him because of the rumours about him cheating. but, i also did because i had feelings.. for you." when she says that, i swear, i want to scream?

"i've had feelings for you for years, isabelle." i tell her.

"what?" she looks up at me.

i nod, "yeah. ever since we were young. they all know about it, all the guys tease me about it constantly."

she just sat there, in my lap, staring at me. i tried so hard to read her eyes, but there was nothing.

it was difficult to tell if she was happy or angry. should i interrupt her thoughts?

"i'm not mad, if that's what you're thinking, jack." she suddenly says, "i'm just stunned. now, i don't know if i regret my relationship with nate."

"why would you regret your relationship with him?" i ask curiously.

"because, i don't know." she groans.

i chuckle at her annoyance, "okay, okay."