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"What''s so exciting about watching a necrophiliac and a zoophilia." I groan into the pillow I''m
clutching while watching Twilight with Sydney. Yeah. I know. I wouldn''t imagine myself watching a
movie with this man.
Sydney dropped me home from the doctor''s appointment and an hourter came back saying he
had an argument with his father at his office and he needed to cool down. Since I had already
started watching, he joined me. Worst mistake ever.
"I swear Sydney if you don''t shut up and watch I''ll drag your stupid ass out of this house." I say
shooting him a re. Since he started watching he''s beenining about every single item and
comining about their acting. Note to self; never watch a movie with Sydney Kings again.
"Why did..." He starts but I jump and shut him up. "That was thest warning. Now go do something
else and let me watch in peace. Go somewhere else and cool down. I''m so sick of youining
about everything." I tug my hair in frustration. Sydney sees this andughs. I re at him.
"Okay, okay." He says midugh as his hands are in a surrender position. Not in the mood to watch
again I stomp my foot and go to the kitchen leaving behind an amused Sydney.
When west met at the coffee shop Sydney epted my terms and even though I knew this
wasn''t right I wanted my baby to have a sense of what a family is when he or she grows up.
Somehow I know Sydney can give me that and we don''t have to have the ''falling in love shit''.
Growing up with people I thought were my parents never made me understand the meaning of it.
When I was adopted by James Fisher, I saw how love damaged a person. My foster dad was so
lost and never happy and I did everything for him but it was never enough.
Sydney''s phone lights up and his facial expression hardens instantly making me curious but I
remain silent. He takes his phone and calls someone as he gets out of the kitchen.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.
I continue making sandwiches and hees back five minutester with a cold look. "Pack your
clothes. You''re moving." He doesn''t say anything else and I stand nkly wondering what just
happened. "Pack your things Isabe." His voice is cold and I slightly shudder. I open my mouth to
ask something but he gives me a cold look forcing me to shut up.
"I''m not going anywhere with you." I try to look unaffected by his re but his eyes shows
impatience and irritation.
"Don''t be stubborn Isabe." His tone holds a warning. I look at him in the eyes and smirk as I sit on
one of the ind stools.
"I''m. Not. Going. Anywhere. With. You." Anger shed in his eyes and for a second terror fills my
body and the next I''m mesmerized by how his stormy gray eyes change to almost ck. He doesn''t
say anything as hees infront of me and picks me up bridal style and storms out of the kitchen
to the door. Panic rises in me and I start protesting against his arms but they are so strong. I try to
ignore howfortable I feel and curse every word I know to him.
Two minutester Sydney drives at an insane speed. I love speed but looking at Sydney''s white
knuckles and clenched jaw makes me panic. I shut my eyes tightly afraid of looking at the road.
Suddenly, I miss how Sydney has been making fun of Edward and Jacob. I miss his crooked smile
and sarcasticments.
I peek at him and notice his jaws are still clenched but his knuckles aren''t that white anymore. The
speed in which we''re moving has even decreased. I open my eyes fully and look ahead.
"What happened?" My question is answered by silence and I start to feel annoyed. "Why did you
decide at once about me leaving?" I try again but the oue remains the same. "Goddammit
Sydney. I need answers here." I explode. Sydney only lets out a frustrated sigh and the speed of the
car elerates again. Is this some game to him? I look out and notice we''re heading out of town
towards the cottage. What could have possibly happened?
"I''ll answer all your questionster." I hear his unwanted voice minutester. "So you do speak." I
say rhetorically in a sarcastic voice.
I look ahead as I try stroke my belly gently and this gesture doesn''t go unnoticed by Sydney making
his eyes linger for a while making me ufortable. I stop doing that and look out the window.
"I don''t have any clothes or money." I state two minutester. I don''t bother looking at the man
beside me and don''t expect any response.
"You don''t have to worry about that. I can get you some clothes by tonight." I want to protest but I
remember he''s the one in control here and I suddenly feel so angry.
"This is some form of kidnap. I''ll warn you that Harry knows about this ce." I blurt out the lie. The
deadly expression on Sydney reappears and this time I don''t bother to care. "Take me back. I have
to take my phone, purse, clothes and medication." I notice my voice is calm. Very calm.
"I''ll go back and get them for you." Silence. I can''t believe this is the same person who''s been so
yful and nowpletely grumpy and.... stressed.
As soon as the car stops infront of the cottage, I get out of the car immediately desperate for some
tension free air. I follow Sydney into the house. "Tell me what''s going on. Now." Sydney raises an
eyebrow at mymand and I try not to lose my confidence.
"I''ll go get you''re things. Just stay still." He says after a sigh. "I''m so sorry but I can''t tell you. No
stress, remember?" He starts heading out.
"Oh no Mister. You''re telling me everything this instant. Or else I''ll be gone by the time youe
back." Sydney looks so frustrated and I take his warm hand. "You can tell me." I look into his eyes. I
never noticed the bags under his eyes and he looks so tired. He pulls me to one of the love seats.
"What I can tell you is that Bianca ranted about you to her father and now he knows about you."
Regret and sadness shes through his eyes. "I really never meant to get you and our baby mixed
into all this. I''m so sorry." I blink twice. Is this really Sydney Kings?
"Okay. I''ll stay here." He gives me an appreciative nod. "But can I please tell Harry that I''ll be here
for some time? He''ll run out of his mind if I don''t."
Sydney looks at our hands for a minute. "Do you really trust him that much?" What I noticed about
Sydney is that he rarely trusts anybody. I wouldn''t really trust him too since all this started with his
stupid n but for some reason I do. Don''t ask me why.
"I do. I trust him with my life."