Izzie's POV

I had about 2 weeks.

2 weeks before I would lose her forever.

2 weeks before I would lose her again.

The morning after, I heard loud pounds on my door. I dragged my feet towards the living room, my eyes drooping because of the fact that I got close to no sleep last night.

Expecting Erika, I opened the door and rubbed my eyes but was shocked to see Casey standing there.

"Casey?" I asked, in disbelief. She hasn't been to my house in months.

"We need to talk."

I looked at her for a while. I can never get enough of her eyes. They're so inviting. But at the same time, it gives me so much pain. The image of her in my arms... giving up on her life in front of me.

"Yeah..." I mumbled, moving aside so that she could enter.

"Why did you break up with me?" She immediately asked once I closed the door. "I already told you Casey..."

"NO! DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT ANSWER. TELL ME WHY YOU BROKE UP WITH ME!" She screamed and I stood rooted to the ground.

"Because I can't handle the pain Casey! I can't handle even looking at you! Have you seen the proper and clear images in your head? Because I can!" I yelled back.

"Maybe my deja vu isn't as fucking strong as yours but waking up every morning and seeing that fucking scar on my stomach? THAT'S MY REMINDER!" She continued. "And every time I tell myself it's gonna be okay, that my previous life is already done and I can start afresh, all I think about is YOU. And this sick twisted game you're playing!"

"Sick game?" I scoffed in disbelief walking towards her and she did the same. "Yeah. Sick game. Just so you know you weren't the only one who was in love in your previous life. I was too. We were both in love with each other. We were BOTH hurt. So don't fucking try to hurt me in this life too."

I was leaning against the kitchen counter and she was just a few inches away from me, her face filled with both anger and hurt.

"I'm HURT Izzie. YOU hurt me. Can I get a fucking apology? Or is your head too far up your ass to even realise how much I love you?

My lips started to quiver as she continued to yell at me. The amount of love I have for this girl is so overpowering and I'm afraid of where that's gonna get either of us.

When I allowed a tear to trickle down my cheek, she moved even closer and rested both her hands on the counter, such that I was trapped between her arms.

"Izzie... I want you to be honest with me," She started and I choked just looking into her eyes.

"Tell me now that you don't want this to happen. That you don't want us to happen. That you wanna walk away from everything we have. You tell me now and I'll get ready to move in 2 weeks."

She paused for a while.

"But if you still love me... I will fight to stay with you."

I closed my eyes before shaking my head, absolutely hating the situation right now.

"I... I..." I mumbled and Casey raised her eyebrows. "I want you... I want you to stay..."

She continued looking at me as if she was expecting more. "I still love you..." I finally said.

I felt the touch of her hand on my cheek before she wiped away my tears. "Don't cry. It doesn't look good on you," She whispered into my ear before using her thumbs to force a smile on me. "That's better. My beautiful girl," She said, looking at me with the utmost adoration before she kissed my cheek, near the corner of my lips.

"Can you stay..." I mumbled nervously and her eyes widened. "I wanna have as much time with you before it's too late."

"I'm not going anywhere. I promised to stay."

"That's what you told me in your previous life too," I said, the hurt clearly amplified in my voice.

"I didn't break that promise though. Look where are are."

"Why were you with Gretchen at the town hall yesterday?" I asked and she bit her lip. "I had sex with her," She said casually.

"Is she any better than me?" I asked and she smirked. "You're just a little better."

"Just a little?"

"Yeah... I'm not gonna stroke your ego now Izzie."

I got off the counter and backed her into the dining table.

"Tell me I fuck better than her," I whispered, confidence suddenly overtaking me. "You have to prove it," She shot back.

"You wouldn't be able to handle it," I said and she traced her finger up my arm until she held onto my chin and brought me closer to her face.

"Is this what we're doing now? Scream at each other and then fuck the shit out of each other? A little toxic don't you think," She whispered before putting her forehead on mine.

"Past life us would be so disappointed," I groaned, as my breath hit her lips.

"So are you gonna prove it or not?" She asked. We were now so close that our lips touched every time we spoke.

"Don't get too cocky. We'll see if you're still talking when I'm done with you," I pushed her onto the sofa and climbed on top of her.

She placed her hands behind her back and refused to touch me. "Why, are you scared? Scared that I'm gonna ruin your little tough guy image when you're begging and screaming under me?"

It turned her on in an instant as she bucked her hips a little, bringing me closer to her core.

"I missed you so much Izzie," She whispered, and the touch of gentleness came through as well. "Well not as much as you missed Gretchen huh?" I teased, wanting to make my jealousy obvious.

"I screamed your name when she made me come," She whispered into my ear and it was my turn to be turned on as I bit my lip unconsciously.

"Listen..." I mumbled, pushing her head back such that her neck rested on the couch head and she was looking up at me.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you'll forget what words are."

She visibly gulped as her hands found their way to my hips, pushing my down on her thigh as we both groaned.

"And I never want to hear Gretchen's name come out of your mouth do you understand? You're mine. I'm gonna make you scream my name so loud she's gonna hear and know her place? And that she will never make you feel the way I'm about to make you feel."

I could already feel her warm heat below me and she struggled to find the words to reply.

"And then once we're done..." I brought her head back up to meet my eyes.

"We'll talk about everything we need to. About us."

Her eyes lit up.

"Is that okay?" I asked and she breathed heavily.

"Just kiss me."