A Lovers Revenge

Chapter Thirteen (for those who cant read it)

Hey guys, apologies for the late update. Been really busy during the day and my dad turns my internet off later in the night (which happens to be the time i remember i had to update). Anyway, sorry and have a good time reading xo

Chapter 13

“She won’t like it” I disagree, shaking my head.

“Yes she will” my mother argues.

Isabelle would never buy something as revealing as this. It’s backless, stopping just above her ass line. The dress stops just under her panties, she will hate it. She better hate it.

I groaned as my mother ignored my demands and placed the damn dress along with other contents on the counter. Seriously that woman never listens to me. I watched as the cashier placed each item in the bag, Isabelle would be mad. She doesn’t wear stuff like that, she better not like it…if I find someone looking at her…he will wish his own death. I paid for the items and held the bags as my mother and I walked out the store. $300 spent. Money doesn’t grow on trees, I doubt woman will ever learn that concept. Our two month anniversary tomorrow and I’m spending good money to make it special for Isabelle. My mother insisted on me throwing a party…not a small gathering but a huge extravaganza. I laughed as she scowled at me. She was serious. I shook my head no and fell back on the bed. She paced the floor, explaining how it was good for everyone to know about my two month anniversary with Isabelle. But I wasn’t up to it. Isabelle hates the whole “put on display” thing. she doesn’t like how everyone would come up to congratulate her and she will end up spending our anniversary thanking people for coming instead of being with me the entire time. I already had something special planned, my mother wasn’t to know. She would open her mouth and everyone would end up finding out, plus I couldn’t bear to hear any more of her “ideas” and I did not want any input from that woman.

We reached home, my music blasting, the base could be heard from a mile away. Isabelle appeared, coming out the doorway, I rushed and hugged her. I bent down to press a kiss to her lips; she wrapped her arms around my neck to deepen the kiss. Our tongues met and instantly started exploring each other. We stood for minutes just lost in each others kiss. When she finally pulled away, I pouted.

“You are adorable” she smiled, her cheeks turning pink.

“Gosh, I love you!” I laughed, kissing her once more.

A look of confusion appeared on Isabelle’s face, I turned to see what she was looking at. Fuck. I grabbed Isabelle and stood in front of her; protecting her. My hands clenched into fists by my side as he walked towards us, he stopped, creating a small distance between us.

“Can I talk to you?” he asked, looking straight at Isabelle, he completely dismissed my presence.

“Hey asshole. She doesn’t want to speak to you. Get lost before I hurt you again” I hissed.

He held up his hands, surrendering.

“I only want to talk to her….please” he whispered.

“Anything you have to say can be said in front of me. Isabelle and I hold no secrets between us” I say, straightening my shoulders.

He was build bigger than me, I had no muscle. I never knew how much anger I contained inside of me all these years, I didn’t know I could fight…Isabelle brings out the best in me as well as the worst.

“Okay.” He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. “Isabelle…I’m sorry. I was an idiot, I guess I was just upset because you turned me down when I tried to…you know. I deleted all the photos and demanded everyone else do the same. I know I’ve already ruined you, I’m sorry for tarnishing your reputation…I love you… I always will” he smiled.