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"Elliot?"
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"Elliot...is that you? You've been ignoring all of my calls. Are...are you okay?"
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"Elliot?"
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"Are you okay?"
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"Have you hung up on me?"
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"Are you...are you being held hostage or something because I didn't think that kind of thing happened anymore unless you were like a billionaire or something and if you were being held hostage, why would your captors ask you to call me for your ransom? I mean, I'm not exactly the richest person out there. Wouldn't make more sense for them to-"
"Isabella I...I...I ran away from home."
"W...what?"
"I...I ran away from home. I...I...it was all too much. I...I couldn't take it and I...I can't face them again. Any of them. I...I just...I don't want to cause any more damage than I already have."
"Elliot..."
"I was just so angry, Isabella. I...I said some really hurtful things that I probably shouldn't have done and...and the worst thing is...I...I'm glad I said them. And...I...I'm still so angry...I...I don't even know what to do with myself."
"Are you...are you scared that they won't forgive you for what you said?"
"No. I...I know they will or...at least, mum will. She'll...she'll forgive us for anything if it means that we don't leave her like dad did."
"Then...what's stopping you from going back?"
"I...I'm still so angry. Just the...the thought of what Noah and Jacob did...I...I don't have a filter, Isabella. I talk too much, I...I say the first thought that comes into my head and...and with Noah and Jacob the only thoughts I have are bad ones and then...I'll see them and I'll hurt them with words because I can't think before I open my mouth and then...and then my entire family will hate me more than they already do and...and I need those ******** more than I care to admit."
"So...you'll go back once you've cooled off?"
"Yeah...I mean...I don't know...I...I've been gone for a whole week and I still feel this...this overwhelming anger and I...I don't know if it will ever go away."
"Elliot you've...you've got to go back, whether you feel better or not."
"But Isabella if...if I go back then I'll cause more damage than when I'm gone. It's...it's better for all of us if I'm not there. All I ever seem to do is make everyone more upset."
"Elliot...you'll regret it if you don't go back."
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"When I...when I left America I wasn't in a good place. To put it quite frankly I was a mess, actually. I...I thought that leaving would be the best thing to do, that...that moving away from all of the memories would help me....help me to heal."
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"But I...I left so much behind...my friends, my mum and...and everyone else who was suffering. I...I left them to suffer on their own. I...I ran away like a coward and...and I feel the guilt every day. It's...it's in the voicemails filling up the storage space on my phone. I...I see it in my aunt's face that looks so much like my mum's it's ridiculous. I...it's in the English accents that speak the same words but are somehow...completely different. I...I left my entire country to suffer with something that nobody should ever have to suffer from because...because no one should ever have to worry about getting shot that's not...that's not something a person should have to worry about."
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"I...I regret it every day and...I...I don't want you to make the same mistake."
"I...I'll consider it."
"Good."
"I...I'm sorry for whatever happened to you. I...it sounds awful."
"Don't apologize for things that aren't your fault, Elliot. Save your breath for the apologies that you actually need to say."
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"Do you...do you have a place to stay?"
"Yeah I...I'm staying in a mate's apartment a couple of streets down from where I live."
"Well...that's okay then. I...I'm glad you've got a place to stay."
"Isabella..."
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for...for making me think a little more."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I...I...I'm usually a guy who works on impulse and...and doesn't really think before he acts or speaks but you...you kind of get me to think about things a bit more like...like you make me consider the consequences of my actions and...and how I affect the people around me."
"I'm assuming that's a good thing?"
"Yeah...it is."
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