A Lovers Revenge

Chapter twenty

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Chapter 20

A tear rolled down her cheek as her widened at my words. She didn’t move a muscle; it looked as though she was trying to regain her memory as well as me.

Her eyes met mine.

“Everything?” she whispered.

“Everything” I sighed.

She took a step towards me; I took a step back, holding my hand out to stop her coming any closer.

“Please…I’m sorry” she sobbed.

I shook my head, “You were being honest”.

She walked backwards, her ass landing on the bed behind her.

Tears cascaded down her distraught face. The only sounds heard was her light sobbing. Isabelle covered her face and cried into her hands.

It took everything inside me to walk away from her; I slammed the door shut behind me and slid down on the floor outside in the lobby. I rested my forehead between my knees and sighed. What do I do? I don’t want to lose her but I can’t be with her knowing what she really thinks of our relationship. This is what I was most afraid of…getting too attached to someone that even thinking of them leaving breaks me into a million pieces.

I let my tears escape my eyes; my body shook as I cried hard.

A warm hand tugged at my arm, I looked up and saw my mother staring down at me. A sad smile playing at her lips. She pressed her lips to my cheek and wiped my tears with her hand. She shook her head and held her hand for me to stand up. I took it and leaned on the wall for support. My legs shook with each step I took; she guided me towards the back of the building, through a narrow passageway until finally I was face to face with a large brown door. She turned the handle and left me to find my way. The door shut behind me, I was enveloped in complete darkness. Small mummers could be heard, I looked left and right. Nothing. I couldn’t see anything, I felt the walls around me; looking for a light switch.

I shivered when she wrapped her arms around my waist. She stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against mine. Her tongue demanded entrance, I opened my mouth and her tongue slipped in. Her tongue moved in sync to mine, she nibbled on my bottom lip. I held her tightly by her hips as I kissed a path down her neck to her chest. She chuckled and held my head between her hands; she kissed my nose and walked away.

I reached forward, panicking as I felt her getting further and further away from me. I grabbed the air around me, she was gone…and I was alone.

I turned to find my way back out when the lights suddenly came on.

A large HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING banner hung from the high ceiling.

“What the f-”

“SURPRISE!”

Everyone jumped up and out from under the tables, behind the grand curtains, behind boxes, behind the huge ice statue of me. I rubbed my eyes to make sure this wasn’t a figment of my imagination.

With my mind concentrated on the whole Isabelle scenario my mind completely drifted from the fact I was turning 18 today.

The room was set up beautifully, party poppers blasted through the air as Isabelle emerged from the crowd wheeling in a cart with a large chocolate birthday cake on top and an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne and two glasses. The cart stopped before me, Isabelle looked breath taking. Her eyes lit up when she saw the smile on my face. She bit her lip nervously; I blinked twice assuring her it was okay. She was wearing a short white lace dress which hugged all her curves. It was strapless, her breasts were pushed up…I was ready to devour her.