Why are we Still Together?

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"Yeah they totally talked before you did! Didn't he tell you?" Isabelle shook her head no denying the jealous feelings boiling in her heart.
"It doesn't matter I'm not the jealous type." Her friend looked at her with sympathy but sensing her emotions changed the subject.
Her other friend on the other hand felt she needed to know more."Yeah they may be friends now but he totally wanted her before. He wanted to fuck her but she wasn't interested in him like that. Now their 'friends' well until she wants him back that is. I'd watch your back girl."
Isabelle sighed."He wouldn't-."

"You say that now but when you see them together you see the lust in his eyes."
Isabelle thought of her and seethed in jealously. What If she had a prettier face and better boobs? Then she grew miserable as she thought of all the preps the other girl had. Known him longer has more of a link with him then she would ever have. Despair started to set in as she viewed herself once again. People said she was an attractive girl with an amazing form but she never thought she was good enough for any person.
"He could have any girl in the world but he picked you girl be glad."
Her friend gave her a supportive hug but she still felt the pricks of gloominess in her spirit. When they left later she lay in bed staring at the ceiling. When the phone rang next to her she took her time answering it.

"Hello?"
"Hey baby."
Isabelle sat up at the sound of his voice. "Hey babe! What are you doing?"

"Me nothing much just hanging out with Kelly again."
Isabelle's heart sank further into her chest."What are you guys doing?"
He cleared his throat."Nothing much. Were at the mall walking around."

Isabelle put a hand to her aching throat because talking was becoming unfeasible."Oh. Tell her I said Hi."

She heard him inform her she said Hi and heard a bright hello back. "Well I just wanted you to know where I was so you didn't get worried. I'll call you later ok?"
Isabelle swallowed past the rock in her throat. "Sure yeah I love you."

"You too baby bye."
Isabelle hung up the phone and stared at it for another minute or two. "He doesn't want to spend time with me today. But he wants to hang out with Kelly huh? Maybe I'm not good enough after all."
Three days later....
"Isabelle! Hey baby where have you been all day."
Isabelle brushed her long dirty blonde hair out of her eyes. "Oh I'm sorry you and Kelly just looked busy so I left you alone."
She began to walk away."You're acting strange. What's wrong?"
Isabelle kept walking allowing her hair to shade her face.
Tears fell down her cheeks and he grabbed her by the arm giving her no choice but to stop and look at him. "Baby what's the matter? Why are you crying?"

"Jimmy! Jimmy! Come on, we have to go." Kelly called for him from the parking lot.
He looked over his shoulder and held up his hand gesturing he was coming. Isabelle looked away and yanked her arm from his grip. "Go Jimmy your friend is calling you." She readjusted her bag and walked down the street.
Later that night she lay in bed again thinking if Jimmy loved her anymore. Did he forget? The things we felt inside. Tell me where we went wrong?! We were once so strong! She began to sob and then the door bell rang and she wiped the tears away running down the stairs.

"Hello Isabelle I believe we have an unfinished conversation." Isabelle went to slam the door closed but he caught it with his foot.
"What is up with you Isabelle?" Isabelle finally snapped; all the words that were kept inside broke out.
"What's wrong Jimmy? You like her don't you? You think she's better than me? Yeah I get it she's hot and has a great personality. She's so much better than boring old me! Why do we still go out if you want her? She clearly likes you too. Why don't you just break up with me already? Save me the misery.
Jimmy stood there in the walk way with his head towards the ground. "Isabelle...."
"Get out of my face Jimmy were over."
She slammed the door and he was left to walk away. A feeling of relief spread through her and she smiled for the first time in weeks. Freedom.
Good?
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No
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Published: 6/22/2010
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