You Again.

Chapter 4

         I started picking up my pace as I neared my building and then I heard Nathan shouting my name.  I looked back as saw him approaching and so ran.  I darted through my door and started up the eight flights of torture.  "Isabel!"  Shit.  I looked below me.  Nathan was about three levels behind mi. had two more left flights left and my eyes were watering fiercely.  I kept on sniffling and wiping the tears away with my arm.  "Isabel! I’m sorry! Please wait!” I kept on running up.   I finally reached my level and ran to the door, Nathan hot on my heels.  I opened my door while fumbling with my keys and saw him down the hall.  It finally opened and I entered and closed the door in one swift motion.  I started to hear banging and the same line being repeated over, and over again.  "Isabel, I’m sorry but please open up," "Please".  I slid my back against the door and tilted my head back, sobbing quietly.  The knocking stopped and I heard him speaking to himself.  I then heard him slide down with his own frustration and sobs.  He called me a whore.  I don't know about you, but being called a 'whore' is not something I take lightly, especially if it isn’t even true.

        By this time it was one in the morning and I was changed into my fluffy pajamas and wrapped in my robe and a blanket watching romantic comedies.  My nose was red and my eyes blotchy from crying.  I looked like shit.  I’m going to get over him.  It has been six years and it is time.  I looked at my flowers and grabbed them ready to take my first step.  I walk to my front door and opened it revealing Nathan curled up and slanting against the doorframe.  His hair was a mess and his nose also looked like Rudolph's.  I felt my heart break, but I sucked it up and tossed them right at him.  Cruel, I know.  He jumped slightly, waking up, and squinted his eyes at me in confusion.  Then he grabbed a flower that was thrown at him and looked up at me; his chin wobbled and eyes watered full of pain.  “Please Isabel, don't do this” It killed me.  I wiped a stray tear and said, ”Goodbye Nathan".  I closed the door and watched through the peephole as he gathered the flowers.  He held them to his chest and tears ran down his face.  He turned and walked away. 

        I woke up today and walked towards my bathroom.  It’s 6:00 in the afternoon and I over slept.  A lot.  I looked into my mirror noticing my tear stained cheeks, dark circles, multiple smudges of make up, and my hair stuck out in every direction.  I looked like crap.  I can't believe I gave Nathan another chance.  I am not a 'whore'.  But, I am going to get over Nathan.  I’m going to go have fun tonight.  Let loose, something I don't do enough.  I’m going to a new club my best friend Emily told me about earlier.  I know it’s not the best choice but might as well. 

        I balanced the faucet between hot and cold getting the perfect temperature in the running water.  I check under my sink for any bubble bath mix or bath salts and then I poured some into the rising water.  I tied my hair up and slowly sat in the warm water.  I pulled out a few magazines before and I started to read one.  After I finished it, I started another one, then one after that and slowly I noticed my slightly pruned hands.  It was now 8:00 so I drained the tub and hopped in the shower and started washing my hair.  I stepped out and towel dried my hair then wrapped another one around my body walking into my room to find an outfit for my night.  I lay it out on my bed and walk back to the bathroom to get ready.  I decided to loosely curl my hair and to apply Smokey eye shadow.  I slipped on my little black dress, my accessories and checked the time. 10:30.  I really took that long?  I grabbed my shoes along with my clutch with my lip-gloss, ID, some cash, and my phone.  I opened my door stared at the spot that Nathan was waiting at.  This moment is when I go out and I get over him.  Start fresh.  I was determined and I nodded my head and stepped forward. 

        I got to the club at 11:00 and it was full of life.  I showed the bouncer my ID and headed in.  The music was blaring and lights were crazed.  It was hectic.  I hit the dance floor and started moving to the beat.  Guys kept on trying to join in with me.  After a while I exited the floor and sat at the bar.  I was worn out and I could have use a drink. "Can I get a Pomegranate Cosmo for the pretty lady?'' I heard someone say.  I looked back trying to put the voice with a face, and I see a guy, very attractive guy might I add, with dirty blond hair and dark blue eyes.  He had a five o’clock shadow and it suited him quite well. 

"Thanks" I said over the music, tilting my head and giving a light smile.

"No problem.  What’s your name?" He said with a killer smirk.

"Isabel.  Yours?"

"Daniel.  Want to get out of here Isabel?"

"Um, my drink?" I said not knowing what to do

"Forget about that," he said grabbing my hand.  Okay I just met this guy and he's dragging me away from the club.  What is happening!  Once we reached outside he turned around and grabbed my other hand and said, ”You look magnificent.  Would you care to walk with me?" I felt my cheeks heat up and nodded "I would love to"

“Let’s go!” he exclaimed, flashing his pearly whites.

Could he be my distraction?