33. Part2

Isabelle's POV

"You want to what?" I asked.

"Are you deaf? Or did you actually not hear me?"

"I think I heard you, but I want you to repeat it just in case I didn't hear you correctly," I said in shock.

He seemed fed up with me already. "You heard me correctly. Now let's go."

"You asshole! Do you expect for me to just up and leave with you?"

"I do actually. If you don't come now, you'll come later. Guaranteed," he stated cockily.

"Go to hell," I spat.

"Oh, we're going."

I wasn't gonna go. I'd never go with him. That's what I said. I wasn't going to go back on my word.

That was five months ago. FIVE MONTHS!! I had my mind set that I'd never go anywhere with that egotistical asshole, but I did.

And everyday, I saw the reason why I should've never changed my mind. I actually don't know what changed my mind, and even if I did know, I just couldn't see myself coming to terms with it.

Hell