"how could you" I scream as I throw the glass portrait of me and Jordan. Raged with anger, angry as ever. But yet tired from the plane trip back from Washington because of business. While I'm working my ass off, he's here fucking a bitch, but that's fine because I'm done with him for good. I look around to see her scattered around for her stuff, one of her red like 10' inch heel is next to me and I pick it up and slam it against the wall leaving a whole in the wall.
"What the hell" she like cries when she looks at her shoe scratched.
"Shut the fuck up" he yells at the girl "please" he says calmly and she rolls her eyes and gets the rest of her stuff
"You were gone and I was lonely and vulnerable and she was kind and nice to me" he says sad but doesn't show any emotion not even a bit. His facial expression is plain. "it didn't mean anything It was a mistake" he says
"Vulnerable?!" I scream "lonely" I scream. "you don't think I was lonely you don't think I had temptation, but I didn't do anything because I knew what it meant, it meant something horrible!" I screamed out.
"Cheating is an option not a mistake!" I add on to my ranting and screaming and yelling. "You had the option to cheat so you did so don't come telling me it was a mistake" I add on. "so it was a mistake putting your penis inside of her." I laugh.
As I'm talking well screaming and yelling at him I see the girl he was with walking out the door.
"Hey, no you can stay here with him, what makes you think if he cheats on me, he won't cheat on you. You ever thought of that, but no you can stay with this low life if you want." I say laughing. She walks backs in with a smirk on her face which makes me want to smack her in the face. Stupid bitches these days.
I walk back and forth thinking about what I want to do. I want to leave. I go to our room and get my stuff. I rummage threw the closet, throwing my clothes on the floor and bed. I throw my two luggages and throw my clothes and the shoes that I want in it.
I start to think where will I go and I sit down for a second. I remember my best friend Paige lives in California not to far from my house at least a 30-40 minute drive, might as well call and ask her. I call her cellphone and she picks up.
*Isabel what time is it that your calling me* she says yawning
*i don't know like 11, yeah it's 11:05, can you pick me up please. I don't want to be here anymore* i say practically begging for her too.
*i can't but Harry can. He says he will I can't cause me and Niall are watching a good movie and Harry is in my room*
As soon as I hear Harry's name I instantly drop the phone to the ground. It's been so long since I've seen or heard from him. I pick up the phone when I realized that I dropped it.
I take a deep breath *ummm sure okay tell me when he's here I need to pack up a few more things* and I hang up the phone.
I open the door and see Jordan right I front of it and the girl sitting on the couch. I rush to the bathroom and I can hear his heavy footsteps following me. I slam the bathroom door shut and lock it.
"What are you doing!!" he screams banging on the bathroom door.
As I pack all my stuff I have in the cabinets, in the background I hear him screaming and yelling and acting crazy like a wild animal. He is pounding on the door so hard that he cracks it jut a tiny crack, but hard enough that he cracked it. I finish doing what I had to do and the screaming and everything has stopped. I open the door to see him on the floor crying. I feel no pity towards him, he'll never be forgiving.
"I'm so-sorry" he barely says sobbing and I just walk over him and head to the bedroom and get the two luggages and the beach bag I put my makeup and stuff in.
"It's just a little too late for sorrys, but you can stay here with her because obviously she is here with you" I say looking at her
"Hey whore what's your name" I say winking at her and smiling. She rolls her eyes and ignores me. "Bitch did you not hear me" I say and Jordan gasps at my choice of words, I usually swear, but in a situation like this I have the right to. She yet again ignores me. My blood starts to rush and I go right up to her making her take off her shoes and stands up.
"Your not deaf what the fuck is your name" I say getting a little closer to her. She laughs and I put my phone on the flat screen and before I know it my fist meet her face and I don't stop. I can feel one of her hands wrapped in my hair while the other is punching my side. I stop punching her and put my foot behind her causing her too trip, and I start to punch again. I can here Jordan screaming in the background. "stop", "what the fuck guy" and more but I don't stop. I punch her in the mouth about two more times and bag her head on the floor not hard enough to kill her but enough for her to let go of my hair, I get up because I hear my phone.
"Your lucky" I hiss at her wanting to do more damage than I have already did. I've never seen this violent side of me before but I like it. Sorta. I smile to myself.
My phone vibrates and it goes off. A number I don't recognize is calling, it's probably Harry. I pick up.
*hey Isabel get out here I'm outside*
I hear his heavy british accent that I haven't heard in a while.
*Ill be out in a minute* I say and hang up.
I call back because I need him to help me with my luggages and stuff.
*hey can you help me with my bags?* I ask
*sure coming now* he says and I hang up
"Where are you going" Jordan says while following me to the door. I open the door and he slams it shut. I can see the anger in his eyes like he's about to explode when he sees Harry. I open back up the door and see Harrys green eyes looking into mine.
"Let the bitch go before I fuck her up" she says
"Oh honey go clean your nose" I say while fixing my hair and checking for any marks only one on my hip a little bruise. wow.
"Umm why the fuck is he here!!" Jordan screams. Harry takes a step towards me and moves me behind him.
"Isabel I'm talking to you!' he screams louder making me flinch a little.
"I'm taking the young lady to Paige's house and now helping her with her stuff" he says stepping up to Jordan.
"Is there a problem?" he asks and Jordan steps aside so Harry can grab my too luggages.
"That's what I thought" he chuckles and walks out the door.
"Isabel? please stay" he says and I grab my bags.
"jordan, no" i whisper
I'm not going to stand here and feel sorry for him. NEVER that. Not anymore. I push my way out the door and before I close the door shut and just pack up an leave my life that I had with him, I rip the infinity necklace he had bought me on our one year and I toss it to his face and say
"Bye" and just like that I walk away. Walk out of his life. And i could care less because i didnt fuck up, he did.
"That was harsh" Harry laughs revealing his deep dimples. and we walk to his car.
"What the fuck happened" he says looking at my knuckles and I look at them to see them red and bloody, I run them against my pants.
"She was talking she so I fucked her up" I say as we walk down a small hill to his car.
(Sorry for it being a small chapter. I didn't know how much to write but for sure the
Other chapters will be longer. Kisses;) thanks for whoever is reading I know I just started but thanks. Xoxoxo )
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Dont Let Me Go
FanfictionIsabel left Harry for someone else who she thought was the one Jordan was his name. It's been three years, Isabel has been with Jordan. He cheated on her when she was away in Washington for work. So she packs all her stuff and was suppose to stay at...
