Chapter Seven: New Start?

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Song : Middle Of The Hill by Josh Pyke

Isabella P.O.V.

It felt as if we were standing there, staring at eachother for hours even so it had only been a couple of minutes. I knew he was scared to say anything to me after that fucking stupid fight, and I was too. I felt guilty for over reacting about what he said earlier, I understand I should have kept calm and tried to be nicer to him...maybe get a new start. But there is that part of me that never ever wants to forgive him, that part of me which wants to treat him like a worthless heartless bastard he is...oh god what am I thinking there goes my anger again. I can never remain calm and sweet around him now, this is not like the past when we were little...this is the time we actually took off our masks and saw eachother's faces but only mine was scarred and his was still the same.

Regular P.O.V.

The wind howling outside the window, shaking the trees which sarrounded the house which was set not far from the big city, which was covered in the dark gloomy fog. Such depressing feeling came upon the whole place, the lightly damp air showed signs of rain once again. The low distant growls of the thunder were heard in the distance again.

Pete P.O.V.

I  took a small breath before gathering myself together, and stood straight. "If you need me I will be in the kitchen."  I  said coldly to her before slowly turning around and making my way there not bothering to even glance at her. As much as I wanted to confess my love for her...I couldn't...I just didn't have the courage to do so. I know a man should be brave and strong but maybe just maybe sometimes a man has a weak side of him. And I just saw that a woman like her makes me weak to the bones. I leaned against the counter lightly, watching the gray clouds slowly floating in the sky. It reminded me of the times when me and her used to lay in the field and look at the clouds while luaghing at stupid jokes we made up about the neighbours. Who knew I meant the world to her,who actually had a clue that because of my stupid choice she would break our promise that we made as teens. I watched from the window as the rain started to fall outside, the small raindrops running down the glass. I shrugged trying to get the thoughts of her out of my mind. I guess she used to be my sunshine but now she is just the rain.

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