You knew you hadn't seen the last of Isabell. You would never see the last of her. No one ever would.
Her and her family were fucked up, to say the least. They thought they were perfect, that they could hurt anyone, in any way they felt like.
You hated her.
You hated her so much.
She would find out where you lived. You knew she would.
All these thoughts were going through your head as you sat on the couch.
'She will come for me,' you thought.
'She will hurt me again,' you thought more.
You didn't notice tears start rushing down your face.
Soon enough, you were bawling, terrified.
Avi's POV
I was upstairs, playing my guitar. I loved ____ so much, I was writing a song for her.
She was truly the love of my life. I had never felt the same way about any other girl. She just has this-- effect on me.
She's so hot, yet so adorable, and it makes me want to make love to her and cuddle her to death at the same time.
"I love her so much," I thought aloud.
Suddenly, I heard crying. I furrowed my eyebrows, confused, as I sat down my guitar.
I stood up, walking downstairs.
____ was on the couch, crying, and she looked terrified.
"Baby?"
Her eyes widened at the sound of my voice and she immediately jumped up, running into my arms.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, as I hugged her back.
"Darling, what's wrong?"
She sobbed into my shoulder.
"He- she-- they're going to find me.."
"What?"
"They're going to find me, Avi! They're going to find me and hurt me and touch me again!"
I felt her break down in my arms.
My heart broke into pieces seeing her like this. She was so sweet, yet so sensitive, like me.
"I'm sorry, baby. I love you so much. I will protect you."
She nodded, and I kissed the crook of her neck, carrying her upstairs.
"Baby, I love you so much.." I whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead as she changed clothes.
I just took off my shirt and pants, leaving me in my boxers, as I headed downstairs to make sure the door was locked.
Then I saw her.
Her.
"Isabell? What the hell are you doing here? Get out of my house!"
I screamed at her, and she just had a smirk on my face.
I turned around to see ____ squeal as she called the cops.
"Don't get any ideas, babes. When Jim gets out of jail, we will be coming after both of you."
She then turned around, and walked out.
I quickly locked the door behind her, rushing to ____'s side.
Another tear escaped her beautiful eyes as she ended the call.
"The cops said they will be tracking her."
I nodded, pulling her into the hug.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered into my chest.
"It's not your fault.."
"Yes it is! I dragged you into this!" she raised her voice slightly.
"____, look at me. You did not cause this. That terrible man, and that terrible woman did. Trust me, you did not cause any of this. You are not like them. You are a good person, you are the love of my life and I never want to lose you!"
She sighed, "I'm sorry Avi," and turned around, going upstairs.
'What just happened,' I thought to myself.
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