Isabelle hates me. Even if she didn't have some mental health issues , she would have hated me. I stole her fiancé. I stole the love of her life. I felt that I needed to talk to her. We'll both relax that way.
But before visiting her , I need to check on my beloved victim.
I'm not sure if I should inform Jason about this visit. I guess I'll tell him after the visit.This morning , I chatted with Jason for hours about dating , school , university and many personal information. I knew our relationship isn't going to vanish into Mars any time soon and it might even last forever so I decided that he should know these little things about me.
The next hour , Jason's mom, Serine entered the room silently. He stared at her and that's when I noticed her presence. She was as beautiful as always. He hair was extremely long and even though she's in her 40s , her body was sexier than a teenager. Despite all those calamities that hit her right in her heart , she was strong and careful enough to keep her health and her appearance perfect.
I panicked. She used to love me a lot. Though I'm not sure if she has the same hate Jason used to feel towards me and my family right now.
1,2,3....."Jessssyyyyyy oh my beloved girl how much I've missed you ! You have grown up and puberty played it's role perfectly. If the nurse hadn't mentioned your name before I entered I wouldn't have recognized you. Come on give your Serine a hug just like before. "
What a great great great great relief. I hugged her so tight. I missed that woman.
We chatted for hours. After that I remembered my appointment with Isabelle. I contacted the Mental Health Center yesterday and after begging them and calling them more than 4 times, they finally accepted. At first , Isabelle's parents were the ones who refused. We made a deal that I'll lie to her and tell her that Jason never loved me and that he loves her so she would calm down a little bit.
I don't know why but I wasn't worried. Now I'm worried because I'm not worried. I talked to a doctor and to my surprise he was really mean :
"So you're the annoying girl who doesn't understand what " Isabelle should not see visitors especially you" means. You annoyed my wife. She's the one who answers the calls. Don't do that again."
Wow. He had this belligerent look that scared the pee out of me so I walked really fast until I reached the place where Isabelle should meet me. She was late so I waited a lot.
Then she entered. I was scared to death because she wasn't accompanied with any one. How can they be so reckless !
The minute she stared at me , she turned red ! Her hair was really messy and her teeth were covered with black paint. Don't ask me about the black paint part. It's a disgusting and heart breaking story one of the patients told me about as I waited for Isabelle. Though I'm not sure if the patient was honest or simply inventing stories.
Hesitantly , I said : "Hhey"
"Get the fuk out of here bithc"
Wow. I never heard her say as much maledictions. She usually believes that an elegant lady like her should not use this vocabulary.
Liar liar pants on fire. I have no idea why I'm speaking like that. It must be stress. So excuse me.I replied politely :
"I know how much you hate me. I came here to apologize. Trust me Jason will never stop liking you. You were once the love of his life and he'll never forget you. "
1,2,3...
I could feel a table hitting me right in the head. I knew it wasn't a big deal but I'm really not being a drama queen. I was really dizzy and I fell down unable to open my eyes.
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The Last Day
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