Sorry for the late update, I'm just so busy with college. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and I will try to update sooner. 

Isabelle's P.O.V

"Izzy, let's talk for a minute."

I looked at his outstretched hand and all I kept seeing was it wrapped around her. The way he touched her, holding on to her like he was afraid if he let her go he would realise that is was all just a mirage. He's never held me like that or looked at me with that much love in his eyes.

I didn't want to take his hand because I knew what taking it meant. "Let's talk" meant, he wanted to break up with me, and even though I saw the way he was with her, I still wanted him to choose me. However, I had to at least let him explain to me what the hell just happened.

Slowly I placed my hand in his and watched as his long fingers closed around my short ones. My heart skipped a beat, heating my skin all over. If he wasn't meant for me why was my reaction to him so strong? Why would god put me in a situation where I would fall helplessly in love with a guy who is already helplessly in love with someone else?

We started walking out of the room through the door that led to the dining room. But before I was fully through it I looked back just in time to catch the jealous look on Melody's face. For a second, I felt triumph at having her feel just a fraction of what I was feeling.

The door closed with a thud, and Oswaldo turned to face me. We just stared at each other not saying anything. My hand was still in his, only now he was gently rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand. The movement calmed me down a bit, making me feel slightly less anxious.

"Izzy, I don't even know where I should begin."

He sighed, running his free hand through his hair causing it to spike up at the tip. His beautiful green eyes looked at me with sadness and guilt. He waited a bit like he wanted me to say something, but I couldn't even if I tried. If I had opened my mouth the only thing that would have escaped is a scream. Sensing that I wasn't going to talk, he continued.

"I never meant to hurt you that was not my intention at all. What you saw in there―"

He gestured with his head towards the door.

"―between Mel and I, was not meant to hurt you in any way. I wish I could tell you everything between you and I can remain the same, but we both know that it can't."

I pulled my hand away from him, stepping back. I knew it was coming, but it didn't hurt any less. Warm liquid touched my cheeks and I used my hand to wipe it away. I started shaking my head, I didn't want to hear him say what he was saying. I wanted him to choose me! Why couldn't he choose me?!

"W-why... p-please... just p-please..."

I couldn't get anything out because I was trying my best to suck air into my lungs and just breathe. Every breath was jagged and it took everything out of me just to suck in the next one. The squeezing in my chest was no help either. I felt like I was dying like god decided to take my heart but keep me alive while doing it.

My vision started to get really blurry and I swiped angrily at me eyes to get rid of the tears. It was all unfair! Why couldn't he love me back the way I loved him?!

I felt strong arms engulfed me, but it did nothing to sooth my angry sobs. Without thinking about it, my hands went around his waist and I held on for my dear like.

"I'm so sorry, Isabelle, I've never intended for any of this to happen."

Those were not the words that I wanted to hear. I wanted him to tell me that it was all just one big misunderstanding and I'm the one that he really loved. With my head rest on the chest I could hear his heartbeat, the sound was hypnotic and musical. I let it tell me what I desperately wanted to hear. I pretended that he was holding me because he couldn't bear the thought of me out of his arms.

"I love you Oswaldo."

I felt the change in his body as well as heard it through his chest. His heart was no longer beating calmly. No, it was speeding up and his body was rigid. He slowly pry me out of his arms and step back. The look of utter guilt was edged into his features like it was part of him. But that was not the only thing I saw, I also saw pity.

"Izzy, I... Shit!"

He turned away from me and stared at the wall like it held all the answers to the universe. I stared at him, I wanted to scream and yell at him to love me back! But instead I just cried some more.

"Why her and not me? I was here for you when she wasn't, I was there for you when you needed someone to talk to, why choose her over me?"

My voice sounded strange and so unlike my own. I couldn't believe that I was doing the one think I promised myself I'd never do...beg!

Turning back to me he opened his mouth to say something but closed it back again. He sighed and run his hand through his hair then over his face. Taking a small step towards me, he started talking.

"Izzy, it's always been her, from the moment I first laid my eye on her it's been her."

His words were crushing my heart like an ant under a boot. I knew I asked the questions, but I wasn't ready to hear the answers. Blood started to rush to my head as he continued talking.

"I know you might not want to hear this, but...I could never stop loving her and even if she does decide to walk away from me now I can never be with you. It wouldn't be fear to you because I'd never be able to love you the way I love her. I'd never be able to love anyone the way I love her. You deserve better Isabelle, I'm no good for you. I can't love you the way you should be loved."

The blood in my head started to boil and filled me with rage. He was looking at me with pleading eyes, begging me to understand. However, understanding was the last thing that I wanted to do. I needed to vent, to lash out on something and that was him.

I balled my hands into a fist and rushed towards him. All I could think about as I strike him was that he used me. He used me!

"YOU USED ME! YOU USED ME! DID I MEAN NOTHING TO YOU?! WAS I JUST SOMEONE TO HOLD YOU OVER UNTIL YOU GOT HER BACK?!"

He didn't move as I took out my anger on him. I was screaming and yelling at him. My tears were uncontrollable and violent, I probably looked like a crazy woman on drugs, but I couldn't care less.

I pulled away when I realise that I wasn't hurting him. He reached for me, but I shrink further back from him, shaking my head. At that moment, I didn't want or need his touch. I wanted him to feel some of the pain he was causing me. I wanted to see him hurt.

"Izzy, I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you, but...I couldn't...I just couldn't stay away from her. I'm sorry."

My eyes widen at his world. He couldn't possibly mean what I think he meant.

"Y-you...you slept with her? You cheated on me?!"

I saw the guilty look in his eyes and I started shaking more. He cheated on me with that bitch! I was so mad, but then I remembered when I went to his room earlier and the door was closed. I thought I heard voices. but I pushed it out of my mind think my sweet boyfriend would never cheat on me. Well, guess I was wrong.

"That was her wasn't it, in your room earlier? That's why you had the door lock, right because you never locked the door before?"

I didn't need him to answer me to know, I felt his betrayal in my heart. Without wait for him to answer me, I turned and stormed out of the kitchen and headed straight to towards the bitch who stole my boyfriend from me.

Everyone stopped talking when I walked into the room, but I ignored them and walked right up to Melody.

"You f**king bitch!"

Her eyes widen, "Isabelle, I'm sor―"

*Crack!!!*

I didn't let her finish, I brought my hand up and slapped her with all the hurt and rage I had in me.