Six

~ISABELLE~

"I can't."

That was the word that came out of his mouth in response to my request.

"What do you mean, you can't?."

He sighed, he opened his mouth to speak but words didn't seem to come out.

"You won't understand."

"Yeah, I won't understand until you tell me or atleast make me understand."

"You are more than….."

"Than what?."

"Forget it, I can't tell you because you will look at me like a psychopath."

"I won't!." I defended.

"You are more than important than Kaylee is to me."

"You can't be serious." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm damn serious about you, Isabelle….I can't explain why I'm drawn to you...I'm not going to say you are different from other girls….that's so a player's thing to say but you are very important to me, you won't understand now but maybe, you might understand later."

Am I dreaming?!.

Even worse, hallucinating?.

I couldn't believe that Kyle Wesley would actually tag me as important...I couldn't understand why.

"I hope I do because I don't understand why I'm so important to you and then, you act as if I'm not."

"I wanted to push you away for your safety but now, I don't want to do that, I want to be your safety." He pulled me close to him and stared in my eyes.

"You are so damn pretty….even in your drunken state." He smiled at me.

Is that vulnerability, I sense?.

"Mine…." He muttered in a whisper.

I felt butterflies fly in my stomach, I was definitely dreaming.

If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.

He lifted my chin upwards to look at him, he leaned in until we were touching noses.

"Kyle…."

"Yeah."

"What if Kaylee finds out?."

"Trust me when I say this, she's not so important in this picture of ours, now, shussh…"

I felt his lips on mine, I let him in and he sucked my lips, his hands on my waist and my arms hung on shoulders, our tongues danced with each other.

Sparks, thrills and butterflies were tenants in my body.

My legs were swept off the ground as he carried me and sat me on the table.

He took off his shirt to show his damn sexy biceps.

Damn, he's hot!.

I pulled my jean jacket and I was left in my bralette and leather skirt, I dragged him close to me and we starting kissing again.

His hands located my boobs in the bralette and the slow loving kiss switched into a fiesty make out session.

He carried me and dropped me on the bed, "I want you so bad." I confessed.

"You already have me." He shut me up with his lips on mine before I could utter another word.

His hand went down there and in between my thighs, he located my cunt and started rubbing it.

"Kyle…."

"Sshhh, let Zaddy take care of you tonight."

"I prefer you to be an Alpha because you would make one hot werewolf." I bit my lips at him.

He smirked, "Wish granted."

* *

I slowly opened my eyes and the bright light sent my head spinning.

I touched my head, it was banging so hard and my breath…

Ugh... alcohol.

"I shouldn't drank too much." I told myself.

I noticed I was the only one in the room, I couldn't remember any detail from last night but I knew I was with a guy and the dude was obviously not in this room.

I looked under the bedsheet to check if I was naked down there, I was only on panties.

"Please, tell me I didn't sleep with a total stranger…."

I tried to think about who I spent my night with but I couldn't because my head would hurt more.

I got out of the bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face or probably vomit because of too much alcohol, I had last night.

As soon as I got to the WC, I threw up, it kept coming out and my head didn't stop spinning, I staggered back and forth, I threw again for the last time.

I managed to rinse my mouth and head out, I was weak and my brain wasn't functioning, I felt wasted but I knew I was the cause, it wasn't any guy that gave me a drink or something.

I looked for my clothes and put them on.

As soon as I got out, I saw Carly holding her head.

"Good morning…" I greeted.

"Hey, you, I couldn't find you anywhere at the party."

I looked at her in disbelief, "You couldn't find me? Wow, I'm surprised you actually cared to look for me and how would you find me when you were enjoying the best of your life with Myles." I eyed her.

"Come on, that's not true." She smiled at me in a…

Blushing manner?.

My brain clicked once, "Wait!."

My head winced in pain when I screamed…. "You guys had sex last night."

"No, we didn't." She looked away.

I crossed my arms waiting for her confession, "Carly…"

She sighed, "Okay, fine, we did and I totally regret it but I'm sure you did the same with a total stranger."

A smirk was on her face.

"You are wrong, yes, I was with a guy last night that I couldn't remember but we didn't do anything." I defended.

"Seems like one night stand to me."

"So, is yours."

"Nah, you don't remember the guy but I do and we might keep fucking each other after the enjoyable experience." She bit her lips as she reminisced.

"Carly."

"What?! It's the damn truth and you know it."

"Yeah, yeah, I just wish I could remember but every time, I try to, my head keeps aching." I confessed.

"Wow, that's some serious hangover, how many bottles did you take?."

"Two."

"Of tequila…."

"The fuck!!! Do you want to kill yourself?."

"No but I'm obviously alive." I stated.

"Well, if the mystery guy was nice enough, he would have stayed and probably gave you aspirin or ibuprofen for your hangover." She replied.

I rolled my eyes at her, "I hate to admit it but most one night stand guys are hardly around till dawn, they always ditch the girl before she wakes up to avoid lovey dovey stuff."

"You have a point." She confirmed.

" I can't believe I'm a victim of one night stand, it's all because of the alcohol I took."

"There must have been something or someone to move you to drink alcohol."

I stopped and thought, "Yes, you are right….I saw Kyle and Kaylee kiss last night."

The words hurt but it was the truth, he cared so much about him even though he pretends he doesn't, such a simp indoors.

Her eyes shun and her mouth widen.

"Ummm...stop acting as if I kept a dick in your mouth." I joked.

"What?! I can't believe it, how could he do that to you?."

"We aren't dating, stop sounding as if he cheated on me."

"I thought you guys had something going on."

"Yeah, it was a thought and that something going on was just for a day."

"True though."

I sighed, "Let's just stop talking about Kyle, someone has already bagged him, it's better I focus on something else like having a bath and having a sweet sleep."

"Same here." She yawned.

We went downstairs and saw most of them were still wasted, although the popular teens weren't among them, they must probably be in their own rooms.

Speaking of VIP rooms.

How did I get into that except….

The mystery guy is a popular teen.

Clue number one.

I smiled as we walked out of the house.

I got home safely and noticed Mrs. Stanley wasn't home, I didn't get worried because I knew where she would be.

"I thought you would never come."

"Ah!" I screamed in shock and fear until I recognized the face and voice.

"Please, don't ever sound like a criminal." I warned.

"Sure."

He sat on my bed looking hot as usual in his black tee and jeans.

"What are you doing here?." I asked out of utter confusion.

"To apologize."

"For what exactly? Why?." I scrunched my brows in confusion.

"Oh….for kissing Kaylee."

"We already talked about that and I explained everything to you." He stated with a duh look.

"Huh? When?."

Wait…

"I wanted to apologise for…." I cut him short immediately.

"Were you the guy I spent my night with?."

Silence.

He was the one.

"And you ditched me right after you were done with me! You seem to do that alot! What am I? Your new toy?."

"I didn't ditch you, that's why I want to apologise for."

"Save it for someone naive, I don't need your apology because you are going to keep repeating your damn actions."

"You acted as if you wanted me then you ignored me till yesterday, after making out with your girlfriend, you realized you wanted something or someone different then you used me again and then, ditched right after?!."

"Come on, Kyle, why are you even doing this? She's way hotter, if you can't be satisfied by Kaylee, how do you expect me to believe that you would be satisfied by only me?."

"First of all, you are naive and Kaylee…"

I put my right hand in the air as a stop sign.

"I said save it, I don't even know what we have or what is going on between us...but we aren't half way there and I'm already hurting, I don't think I can handle this, you are too toxic for me." I confessed.

"You are mine."

"I'm not." I pointed out.

"You won't understand."

"I don't want to understand, I never ask you to because I am obviously not interested and I also don't want Kaylee to be after my life thinking I'm after her boyfriend meanwhile it's the opposite." I eyed him.

"You can't keep doing this to girls, deceive them into thinking that you actually like them and then, you don't."

"Isabelle." He tried to reach out but I stopped him.

"Please, you need to leave." I backed him so he wouldn't believe my tears.

"I will but all I can say is you will understand our whole connection when you are Eighteen."

"What do you mean by that?."

"You will understand soon." He smiled at me and then left.

I followed him downstairs to lock the main door with tears rolling down my eyes.

Love doesn't have to actually hurt this way.

How would I even know, I don't know what it feels like…

If love is hurt then I don't think I want it…

If love is toxic, I don't think I want it.

If love is a burning fire, I might take it.

Right now, he's all three.

It can't be love.

This emotional connection is so unexplainable and I seriously want to understand but I need a break from him and everything even if we never together in the first place.

I also wanted to know the reason why he dumped or should I use a lesser word of intensity, ditched me.

I couldn't answer my own questions, only him have the answers to the questions.

I wanted to run after him and stop him to answer my questions but I knew I wanted more than just answers to my questions, I yearned for him.

Yearning for what's not mine.

If he really wants me, he would come back, if he doesn't, it was never meant to be.

Kyle and Kaylee makes a better couple than Kyle and Isabelle.

She wants to be a power couple and prince charming is definitely going to grant her wish.

She's so lucky, I'm not envious of her, I just wish he could mine only.

I wanted me to be mine.

She's obsessive over him, she doesn't love him, it's lust.

Then, me on the other side can't help or even control the fact that I was talking for him.