For the love of life

chapter 2

i hope you guys liked the first chapter it took forever to write but it was worth it.

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Recap

Izzy had raided my fridge and pantry for food which I had none. Because of the huge project I've been working on. "Oh crap" I said out loud Izzy and the guy look at me like I've been shot or something. I look up at the guy who looks slightly confused at me. and I explain to them that I am a artist and I have a project that has to be done by tomorrow, that I was never told what the guy's name is. "Zane, The names Zane." he said in a whisper.

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After breakfast izzy and Zane went back to their houses, not before they gave me their numbers. I went to my studio/office to work on the painting that had to be done by tomorrow.

I was almost done the painting when my phone started getting bombarded by text messages from Mia and Zane

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Mia...

Hey where were u last night

Me...

@ the club. Why?

Mia...

I was gunna drive u home

Me...

Oh... Well some guy named Zane

drove me and Izzy

to my place and stayed the night

Mia...

WHAT?????!!!!!! Did u sleep with

him?????

Me...

No... He slept on the couch and izzy

slept on the other one.

Mia...

Oooohhhh.

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Zane...

Hey what's up

Me...

Painting

Zane...

Awesome^_^

Me...

Ya... So what are you upto?

Zane...

Texting a very beautiful girl ^_^

Me...

Awe who?

Zane...

You ^_^

Me...

Awe!!!^_^

Zane...

Will you go out with me

Evy?

Me...

Omg yes!!! ^_^

Zane...

Yay!!! Friday at noon I will pick you up. ^_^

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After I was done freaking out about Zane asking me out I went back to work on the painting.

It was 1:00am when's finished the painting and looked at the clock and realized I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. I went to the kitchen to make a grilled cheese sandwich. All of a sudden I herd a knock at the door.

As I walked to the door I wondered who in the world could be at my door at 1 am.

I opened the door to see Izzy, she looked like she had been crying, her hair was a rats nest, and she had blood soaking through the sleeves of her hoody. My first instinct was to grab her and take her hoody off of her and clean her up, but I knew that I needed to ask her what happened or it would kill me.

So I got her calmed down and sat on the couch and she explained what had happened.

she said that her boyfriend was drunk and high and was threatening her then telling her he loved her. and she snapped and broke up with him then stormed out of the house. she ran for an hour before she stopped and broke down crying and screaming for half an hour. it was then when she saw an old man pick her up and drop her off at my house.

after our talk I gave her a towel and showed her where the shampoo was.

while she was in the shower I cleaned my studio up and made her and I grilled cheese sandwiches because mine had burnt.

after Izzy was done I let her sleep in my bed and I slept on the couch.

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sorry it took so long to write this I couldn't think of anything.