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23 | ADABELLE

"Every day, in every way, I'm getting better and better."—Emilie Coue

[23]

I SHIVER AS a warm breath hits my neck. Drowsily, I open my eyes and am met with darkness. I feel around my surroundings and jump when I look down to see an arm draped around my waist, holding me. I turn around to see Adams' peaceful face, asleep. I smile and quietly attempt to remove his arm from my waist. His grip tightens pulling me even closer.

"Stay," Adam grumbles, his voice laced with sleep. I huff and again, attempt to get his arm off me. With his arm not budging, I just sigh and stare.

His breathing is slow and calm, his hair a mess as well but in a cute way. His chest rises and falls quietly, no noise made. I smile and reach my hand up to touch his cheek where a stubble is growing. 

He is perfect.

"Having fun there, Prezioso?" Adam huskily whispers. My mind snaps back to reality and I freeze, my cheeks turning a rosy pink.

"Fuck, you scared me," I grumble.

"Meaning, you were doing something you weren't supposed to?" He jokes. I scoff and roll my eyes.

"You wish. Actually, though, I needed to go to the toilet but your stupid arm wouldn't let me, so I had no other option but stare at you until you woke up," I admit proudly.

"Mmm, I bet you enjoyed it," he whispers into my ear. My eyes bulge open and again, my cheeks turn red.

"Bastard."

"You love me."

"Whatever." I quickly jump up out of Adam's grasp and run to the bathroom in hope to relieve my bladder.

"Isabelle!" I hear Adam yell.

"Fuck off."

I hear a sigh and a few swear words come from the living room. Smirking, I lock the bathroom door and use the toilet, quite satisfied might I add.

-

"That night that I found you standing on the edge of that cliff - you were going to jump, weren't you? Kill yourself?" Adam asks. I sadly look over at Adam and nod.

"I'm sorry..." I whisper. Adam shakes his head and smiles at me. "It wasn't your fault, Isabelle. You just wanted to leave the cruelty of this world."

My eyes close momentarily, remembering all those dreadful times I had attempted to kill myself. I never succeeded though, obviously.

"Yeah, I guess..."

A sudden knock on the front door interrupts our small, depressing conversation. "I got it," Adam says, standing up in the process.

"Okay," I whisper as I hear Adam's footsteps drown away. Only a few seconds after Adam opens the front door, I hear a loud slap.

I jump up in confusion. Who would be at my door slapping Adam?

Well, I hope Adams' the one being slapped.

"What the fuck are you doing here, you fat prick!?" I hear a female scream.

"Fuck off, Lily! I'm Isabelle's new bestie," I hear Adam hiss. I grin at the thought of Lily. Without even noticing, I find my feet dragging myself to the door.

"Hey Lily," I chirp.

"Isabelle, you bitch!" Lily screams as she tackles me in a hug. I grin and tightly hug her back, missing her happy bubble.