Issacs POV
I was at my Moms house going through the pictures of me and Jazzy.
Jazzy with her beautiful long blonde hair.
I could remember why I broke up with her.
She couldn't know about The secret.
I could NEVER tell her.
I loved her so much and I knew she loved me more.
But I ruined it.
All me.
Woah.
Do I ruin everything?
Jazzy was my baby.
But again I ruined it.
I felt mad at myself.
I threw the pictures on the floor.
I grabbed my phone and called Jazzy.
"Hello?" A guy with a deep voice asked.
"Who the f*** is this!?" I asked.
"None of your buisness."
"Where is Jazzy?!"
"With me she doesnt want to talk to you."
A few seconds later "Beeeeppppppppppp."
I dialed Chelseas number.
Whatcha thinks gonna happen? Posting next chapter in like 2 min :)
