TW: kinda small swearing, death
This is an Enemies to lovers story
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- Y/N'S POV -
" I swear Isabela if you threw my shit in the river I'm going to loose it! " I cooed while looking for Isa.
I heard crying. Sobbing. And the sounds of regret and worry. Maybe that was Isabela? She's probably pretending to be a ghost.
I went out searching for that crying sound. I wasn't afraid of ghosts at all. I never was.
I approached to a certain tree, and the sounds of regret became louder and louder. I became nervous but checked anyway.
I peeked my head behind the tree.
There she was. Isabela sobbing her ass out on that so looked unfolded page.
I went beside her. Putting my chin on top of my knees.
" Hey. "
She got startled, and hesitated to answer.
Isabela hugged me tight. Her hands was on my neck and her ruined face face inches away from mine.
" So uh- " I clear my throat " About that... "
" W- "
" I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner I know. I know. "
Isabela pouts " Seriously?! You kept this in a fucking journal the whole time? And hid it from me?! " She spat.
" I'm sorry. " I was more worried about her than about me. " I'm really sorry Isabela. I didn't want you to be upset and all, but it would really hurt seeing you cry. I'm sorry again, please forgive me? "
" I'm not mad. "
" Are y- "
" Nor disappointed. Just upset and- " Isabela starts crying again and I pushed her head with my hand slowly to put her head on my chest, that made me blush.
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( PRETEND THIS WORLD HAS TECHNOLOGY AND DOCTORS OR SOMETHING OKAY? JUST- I DON'T KNOW )
Eventually, she stopped. But became more concerned and questioning.
" How long have you had this?.. "
" Hm.. Around just a few weeks. My dad is planning a surgery and- "
" Wait-! My mama Julieta can fix you! Maybe- we- I- " Isabela stutters
" Isa.. It's fine, I still have a few months right? "
" No! That isn't allowed, I want you to live forever with me! "
I look at her. Guess what? I'm now the one concerned. Isabela wants me to live forever with her, but well — I don't think that's possible. Obviously.
" When's the surgery? "
" Depends. My dad didn't schedule. "
She put her hands on my cheeks. Basically cupping my face.
I don't know how to calm Isabela down. Well, how can I calm Isabela down?
She sniffles " I'm still worried. You know? "
" Then, we will spend my few months until the surgery, together. If that's what you want?- "
" Well of course! I wanna spend it with you "
" Guess you're the one clingy today. " I chuckle.
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HEY WASSUP IT'S ME, AUTHOR
sorry i didn't update for a LITTLE bit while cuz uh.. * looks at the last time I posted * March 15.. YEAH ANYWAYS SORRY :"D
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"~ Room 304. ~"- Isabela x reader
Romancehello! this is my first story, sorry, if it was short!, I'm trying to improve my english, so please correct me if needed :)