12. Adrians Birthday🎂

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(Isabella's Pov)
Mattheos right about mother.
She would be disappointed.

I was walking when suddenly I hit someone.
I looked up and saw Blaise.

"Sorry I should've been looking." I said.
"Don't worry about it. You alright?"

"Mattheo said things. They were true, but it hurt."

"What did he say?"

"He said it's my fault, and that I'm vulnerable and stupid. And he said that our mom-" My voice cracked.

"Let's go to my dorm, and you can tell me."
Said Blaise.

"You don't hate me? After what I did last night?"
"Of course not."

We walked to his dorm.

"Our mother, passed away. And Mattheo said that she would be disappointed.
She would hate the person I've become." I said.

"That's not true, I promise." Said Blaise.

"Blaise I'm a whore. That's like every parents nightmare." I said.

Blaise laughed.
He's just so carefree, him laughing makes it seem like it's no big deal.

"You're a 16 year old girl, you're gonna make mistakes."
"Mattheo hates me."

"He doesn't hate you." Said Blaise.
"You should have seen him."

Blaise pulled me in so I was leaning on his shoulder.

"Mattheo cares about you a lot. He wants to keep you safe." Said Blaise.

"Your a happy guy aren't you?" I asked.
"I like to see the bright side in everything."

"I wish I was like you. I can't help but see the bad." I said.

"When you've been fucked over so many times it's hard expecting good things from people."

"You don't even know the ways I've been fucked over." I said laughing.

"Tell me."

"My first boyfriend cheated on me.
My second one tried making me have sex with him. My third I used to get back at boyfriend one and two. My fourth was paid by boyfriend one, two, and three to date me.

Boyfriend four treated me perfectly, he was everything I could ask for, but it was fake.
And my fifth boyfriend was Cormac." I said.

I wasn't gonna tell him about the video.

"Wow." He said.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to overwhelm you."
"No that's okay." Said Blaise.

He wrapped his arms around me, and I rested on his chest. We sat there for some time in silence, but I had this feeling he wanted more.

"Blaise?"
"What's up?" He said running his fingers through my hair.

"Is there a reason you let me rant to you?"
I asked.

"I saw you were upset, and wanted to help you." Said Blaise.

"Be honest. If you want me to give you head just say so. You helped me today you deserve it."

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