Once I got home Friday after school, I immediately stripped down to my birthday suit, before hopping into the shower.
Homework can wait - I mean that's what the weekend's for, right?
Forty minutes later I jump out of the shower before wrapping a towel around my body. I stare at my wardrobe lost as I search for a decent outfit. I end up settling on a sleeveless short black bodycon dress.
Quickly I fill in my brows, apply primer and foundation, and create a smokey eye look before changing into my dress.
"What did you get her?" Thomas asks me as I stand by my wardrobe, searching for a jacket.
"Just a uh bracelet" I struggle to speak has picking up a black leather crop jacket from my coat hanger and sliding it onto my body.
"You don't have to do this" he takes a step towards me.
The closer he comes to me, the more nervous I grow. He places his warm hand on my shoulder.
"I know" I nod slowly, attempting to avoid eye contact.
"Come here" He wraps his arms around me. My head lays on his chest as I try not to cry "happy birthday Isla" he says hushed.
I pull away slowly "thank you" I wipe away a single tear that managed to escape.
"Kids your friend's here" Hank calls from down stairs.
"Coming" I respond as walking through my bedroom "we better go"
I could hear him sigh as I take my over the shoulder handbag from my nightstand before leaving my bedroom.
***
"Holy shit" Willow cries as we enter Jakes crowded home. Her fingers intertwined with Thomas. "I need a drink to get myself through this"
"Me too babe" Thomas gives her a quick kiss.
I roll my eyes, just as Laura enters my sight. If it wasn't Laura's birthday I doubt Willow would have showed up. I bet she's already regretting showing up.
"Hey guys" Laura greets as wrapping her arms around me.
Her beautiful blonde hair is loosely curled and left down. She wears a light blue sequent dress that sat just above her knees.
"Happy birthday beautiful" I smile as she pulls away "this is for you" I give her the box containing a silver bracelet.
"you shouldn't have" she smiles as taking the box "thank you"
"You're most welcome" I grin.
"Happy birthday Laur" Both Tommy and Kyle give her a hug as they give her their gifts.
"I'm going to get a drink" I tell them as walking through the crowded house.
Once I arrive at the kitchen I pour myself some alcoholic punch. I need a few drinks to myself through this night.
"Take it easy this time alright" Thomas orders as standing beside Willow at the punch table.
"Worry about yourself alright buddy" I tell him as drinking my punch.
In the distance I see Elijah with a group of people - probably his new friends. I clench my jaw in annoyance.
"Look who showed up" Willow points at Ely.
I pull out my phone where I send kyle a message - meet me upstairs
I walk through the house till finding the stair case. It takes me five seconds to get myself from the bottom to the top - well so it seemed. Than another minute to find a bedroom.
"What's up?" Kyle stood by the wall in someone's bedroom.
How did he get here before me?
"Hey you" I lean my body against his before kissing his neck.
"So this is a booty call?" He nods slowly.
"Hooking up at parties is kinda our thing remember" I smirk as removing my jacket.
"Emma" he pulls away slowly.
What's his problem?
"What?" I furrow my brows in confusion.
"Not here" he shakes his head slowly.
Playing hard to get?
"Why not?" I take a step towards him, attempting to remove his shirt.
He takes a step back "Emma" he begs.
"Come on" I take a step towards him. I stand on my toes as an attempt to kiss his lips. Kyle moves his head away from mine "Are you serious?" I laugh before my smile drops. ".....Why?" Tears begin to surface.
"I rather just talk that's all" he tells me.
He rather talk? Is he kidding?
"Talking is over rated" I take a step towards him - causing Kyle to take a step back.
"Emma" he sighs as pushing me away.
"Come on Kyle" I beg with tears rolling down my cheeks. He grabs my wrists as an attempt to stop me from going near him "come on have sex with me...do me kyle, please...come on". He just glares at me as if he was watching a nervous breakdown "Why?" I cry as taking a few steps back before running my fingers through my hair "why won't you have sex with me?"
Kyle starts calmly "because I know something's going on here that you're not telling me, What trouble are you in?"
I shake my head as sniffing "I'm not in any trouble!" I argue.
"Those scars on your stomach say differently" he stays hushed. I glare at him. "You can tell me Emma"
I shake my head violently as picking up my jacket from the floor "Fine I'll ask Tommy"
"Emma" he calls.
I'm suddenly exposed to the loud music, as I push my way past crowds of people. I wipe my eyes with my finger tips as I notice Tommy standing in the distance.
"You me bedroom now" I start "what do you say?"
He stands their lost but eventually nods.
***
"Why did you let me drink that much" Tommy cries as they all stand by the lockers.
"We tried to cut you off" Laura informs.
"Next time try harder" He orders "I remember walking through the front door, drinking in the kitchen and nothing else"
I glare at Tommy "you honestly remember nothing else?"
"I wish I did" he throws his hands in the air "I missed an extraordinary night with my pals"
He genuinely doesn't remember what happened between us. Good, I'm glad. what is wrong with me? First Kyle, now Tommy? Are you serious Isla?
"I'll be back" I storm off before stopping at the end of a lonely hallway.
What am I doing? I run my fingers through my hair. I feel like I'm losing myself more and more each day.
"Sober, tipsy, or wasted?" I hear a voice ask from in front of me. Thomas wraps his arms around me. "You're okay"
"What did I do?" I sob.
"You took advantage of Tommy" he struggles not laugh as tears roll down my cheeks "hey you're okay.....Kyles worried about you....Willow told me that he's been asking a lot of questions"
"Like what?" I sniff.
"He asked Willow about your scars...and she asked me" he says at almost a whisper.
Why would she ask Willow? Maybe because Thomas would respond to her and not him?
"What did you tell her?" I ask.
"I told her nothing" he admits "but Isla your silence just makes them ask more questions" he whispers.
I nod slowly. Believe me I know.
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Chasing Isla ✔
ActionAfter witnessing her boyfriend being murdered, fifteen year old Isla Mills instantly becomes his killers next target. With the help from the FBI, she is able to fake her death and join the Witness Protect Program along with her deceased boyfriend'...
