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Post by Isaac Norton on Aug 30, 2010 2:55:09 GMT -5
His room was a complete mess after Isaac trashed it in a fit of anger he never knew he could harbor. After being held back by the guard when Peyton left telling him they were broken up, he grabbed the first thing his hand could grasp and threw it against the wall. It was a frame with a picture of him and his parents when he was still a baby. The glass shattered all over the floor and left a mark on the wall. And from there, the room was turned into a war zone as he upended some of the furniture, ripping the sheets off his bed and throwing things at the window that didn't seem to break.
"I hope you're fucking happy with this, you asshole!" was only one of the many colorful language that left Isaac's lips through the door. He screamed himself hoarse until Henry slammed the door open to see Isaac nursing his bloody hand which had came into contact with the broken glass. "Damn it, Isaac! Ana!" Isaac's mother rushed to the room and couldn't believe what she saw. "Damn it, Henry...get out." Her voice broke as she took in the sight of the room and her first born son. Henry hesitated. "Get OUT!" Henry walked out of the room begrudgingly, ushering his bodyguard out as well.
Illeana went down on her knees to look at Isaac's hands and feet. "Isaac..." she whispered before grabbing a towel to wet it in the bathroom before cleaning her son up in silence, her tears rolling down her cheeks. Once she was done and Isaac was bandaged up, she cradled his head in her hands and pulled him to her shoulder. "Baby...why didn't you tell me about all this?"
Isaac was quiet as he rested his head on his mother's shoulder. He couldn't tell her anything...how could he? It meant exposing what he knew to the second person he never wanted to hurt. Peyton had a point. It did sound like a game and he shouldn't have resorted to blackmail. Now Peyton was gone. And he couldn't do anything about it.
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A couple hours later
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"Isaac...clearly you can't stay at home." Henry opened. Isaac looked at him incredulously. "You're kidding me right?" He said hoarsely. Henry sighed exasperatedly. "I'm trying here, Isaac." He said through gritted teeth. Isaac had more bite than that but with his mother there...he couldn't. So he let his father 'try'. "I can't expect you to understand my point of view and neither can you expect it of me so...you're graduating in a few months time and you're already an adult. You should be able to make your own path."
Isaac wasn't hopeful but the look on his father's face told him a lot.
"I can't make you do anything you don't want to do."
The elder Norton awkwardly ruffled Isaac's hair before turning around to face his wife for a second before walking off. Illeana approached her son and pulled him into an embrace. "Baby...I honestly don't know how you feel for Peyton but if you wanting to be with her resulted in the blackmail, don't you dare give up on her. I don't condone the behavior, trust me. But I understand why you went to such extreme measures." She patted Isaac's cheek before walking off.
Isaac had to come to terms with the fact that the only reason his mother was so calm about the blackmail was because she had long ago forgiven her husband for his error in judgment. Why couldn't he just forgive his father for it then? Shaking his head he went to bed in the guest house while his room was cleaned up by the housekeeper.
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Morning After
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Waking up, Isaac didn't have much hope when it came to Peyton. She had basically told him that she never wanted to see him again. And now he was going to have to face her in school and tell her he wanted her back. It was going to be tough, that was for sure. But he had to do it. If anything, it was to help Peyton understand what had gone down that night.
He spotted her at her locker. Of course. But he didn't do what he usually did when he saw her. Instead, he stood a safe distance. "We can't be over..." He said softly, glad no one was around.
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Post by Peyton Saunders on Aug 30, 2010 4:41:44 GMT -5
Peyton was crying as she drove home and crying harder as she got home and ran up to her room. She stayed there all night, not eating. Todd had come to check on her bringing her food, which Peyton refused to eat. "I hate seeing you so upset. What happened to us Peyton? We use to be so close."
Peyton finally dragged her face out of her bed and looked at her dad, "We have been like this since you told me I couldn't see one of my best friends. Since you put me and Isaac in the middle of your ridiculous feud." She told her dad coldly, "Now thanks to you and Henry Isaac felt the need to use me, to lie to me and it ruined everything."
Todd sighed, "Peyton come on now. What was i suppose to do? Henry was sleeping with my wife and then she died and I was so alone and upset. I just...I didn't want you to be hurt like I was hurting."
"But thats the point dad, I am hurting. I was hurting. You hurt me because of this feud. I love him and you still cannot see that. You cannot see that I am dying inside right now because I love him so much, but because of you and his dad I cannot be with him." Peyton said fresh tears, "If you loved me you would just stop putting me in the middle and let me be."
Todd shook his head, "I am just trying to protect you. You are only eighteen, and way to young to be in love. I am sorry, but I think it might be best if you go away for University. Yale, Princeton, Columbia or Brown. Take your pick, just not one in California. I will even move to what ever city you want." Todd offered,.
"Dad you still don't get it. I broke up with Isaac tonight cause I cannot do this anymore. The lying, blackmail, and being used. These games you and Henry play. I am sick of it. I am done. over it. I love Isaac. I am in love with Isaac. Yes I dumped him, but I am not leaving here."
Todd rubbed his face, "Then you leave me no choice. Peyton I cannot condone this. You are throwing your life away over a boy, who you just admitted to dumping. You need to live your life. Not be tied down so young. As I said you leave me no choice. I cannot have you dating that man. If you date him then after graduation you must move out. I will not sit by and watch you date a boy I do not approve of. Make your choice."
Peyton was stunned. Absolutely stunned. She had never expected her father to kick her out for dating a guy he didn't like, "Get out. Just go. You are drunk..."
Todd started to protest, but Peyton just slapped him across the face, "NOW!!!!! I want you out!!!!" She screamed. Her hand stung and Todd had a red mark on his face. "You will have one week after graduation to move out." Todd said as he stood up and walked out taking the food with him. Much like Isaac's temper. Peyton had one to match and her room was trashed in about ten minutes, but it was a good hour before she finally collapsed into her bed crying.
Posters ripped from the walls, picture frames smashed, books thrown every where. Pillows all over the floor, covers, papers, pens, pencils, stuffed animals. Anything that could be thrown or smashed was all over the floor. Needless to say Peyton did not sleep well that evening.
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The next morning at school...
Peyton so did not want to be here and she would have skipped had the alternative not been staying home all day where her dad currently was. So instead she got up walked all over the trashed room and got dressed going to school. She was at her locker and not in a mood to be messed with. When she heard Isaac's voice Peyton froze for a moment feeling a shiver run through her body, but as she turned around she was giving Isaac her death glare. One that said back the hell off. "Last time I checked we were over. So tell me why can't we?"
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Post by Isaac Norton on Aug 30, 2010 5:28:37 GMT -5
Respectfully, Isaac backed away, not wanting to incur the wrath of his ex girlfriend. Damn it...Peyton shouldn't be his ex girlfriend. It just didn't sound right in his mind. Why wasn't it enough for a boy to be in love with a girl to have things set right?! And now she was asking why they can't be over?
"You came over to my house last night." He said simply, emphasising on the first word. "You stood there while I kissed you." He continued, his voice lower than normal. "You slapped me and told me it was over." He knew at this point, her anger would be boiling over. What else could he do or say to remedy the situation?
"We've fought before. We never broke up but I know you when we're fighting. I know you better than anybody else does." Isaac controlled his voice even though he wanted to burst out screaming. "And you know me better than I know myself. It can't be coincidence that our fathers were best friends. It wasn't coincidence that they fought. It can't be coincidence that the first person you call when you have a bad day or a good one is me."
Sighing softly, he ran his fingers through his hair before looking at her, his beautiful Peyton. "That's why we can't be over."
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Post by Peyton Saunders on Aug 30, 2010 9:53:05 GMT -5
Peyton was angry. So very angry and it was because she was hurting. Hurting so badly. Her mother had an affair. Her dead mother, the woman she idolized had an affair. That devastated Peyton. She could understand why Isaac kept it an secret. Besides the blackmail, Isaac would know how much Peyton had idolized her mother and missed her. Peyton would still get weepy from time to time and thats when she would call Isaac and he would just talk to her. Help make her feel better.
So the affair totally threw that ideal out the window, then Peyton found out her father drove drunk and the fact Isaac just used it for blackmail. Peyton was hurting badly. Peyton didn't think this was some puppy love or true love Isaac was right. They knew each other too well. "None of that matters now. What matters is the fact you used me, instead of telling me the truth, you just played my dad and Henry's little game. You played along with them. "
Peyton closed her eyes briefly, everything Isaac was saying was getting to her. She could not deny there was a crack in her exterior, and she was almost cracked, almost. "I just can't Isaac. Yes I was the one who went to you and yes you know me better then anyone else. But this is different. We agreed no games on each other...protecting me would have been one thing, but you played a game with me. How can I trust you again?" She asked.
Peyton was trying here. Trying to stick to breaking up but even she didn't want to be broken up. Even she knew she was just angry and the whole breaking up thing never would have lasted, it won't last. Cause right now as Isaac stood in front of her she wanted to break, "What happened to your hand?" She asked. she wanted to touch him. But if that happened, if he touched her or she touched him it was over. She would be back in his arms.
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Post by Isaac Norton on Aug 30, 2010 19:02:27 GMT -5
For once in his life, Isaac was lost for words. He couldn't conjure up a decent sentence to convince his own girlfriend to take him back. He thought his plan was infallible. He thought Peyton and him, they were set for life. All they needed to do was wait until both were out from under their fathers thumbs and they were home free. Isaac had a plan to start working straight away, earn enough to get them both an apartment and they were going to be with each other. It was a romantic idea but he knew they would be okay with it. They were going to have some rough patches undoubtedly but they could work through that. They always did. But this time, it kind of seemed worthless.
It hurt when Peyton asked how she was supposed to trust him again. He didn't have an answer to that. He didn't want to give her excuses. She deserved better. A lot better than he had to offer. But hell, Isaac did not want to back down. Peyton was his, damn it! He didn't care whatever happened, Peyton Saunders belonged to him and him alone. Even the thought of Peyton being with someone else made his skin curl. No. He was not giving up so easily. No freaking way.
The concern in her voice gave him hope but he didn't want to take advantage of it so he shrugged. "Broke some stuff at home. Got cut." He answered simply. "Peyton...if you need space then fine. I'll give you as much as you need. But you have to understand, I am not letting you go. You and I, we don't have anyone else to depend on. If you can't trust me, who else can you trust? I did what I did because I wanted to keep you. I wanted leverage if something like this happened. I don't want to lose you."
He stepped forward slightly before pressing his lips on her forehead. "I'm not letting you go, Peyton."
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Post by Peyton Saunders on Aug 31, 2010 0:18:40 GMT -5
Peyton just looked at Isaac. A mixture of emotions flooding through her. She should have known Isaac would never give her up. They were the perfect sadistic pair. Always playing games, finding new victims. He was just as sick and twisted as she. He got his pleasure the same way she got hers. How could Peyton deny the fact that she was trying to walk away from the one person who meant the most to her. Cause she was angry and wanted to take her anger out on Isaac. Why? Cause Peyton knew he would never let her go.
When his lips touched her forehead she felt as if she was done. She grabbed a fist full of his shirt and pulled his face close to hers, "Fuck you." Peyton said before pushing Isaac back away from her. Her tone of voice was not vicious and it didn't imply he was to leave. Her tone of voice spoke to the fact she was cracking. Isaac had her back so to speak. She was fighting it, but in the end she was giving in. Cause a simple touch, like a kiss on the forhead just made her heart swell with love.
"I can't even stick to a break up. I am pissed as hell at you." Peyton said. "I know why you did it, why you choose blackmail. It just hurts that my father had to be the to tell me. It hurts that even after I say I love you, my father still wants to send me away." Peyton felt the tears. They were falling and she pulled Isaac back to her, wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. "I don't know what to do anymore. I am just so tired of everything."
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Post by Isaac Norton on Aug 31, 2010 6:42:16 GMT -5
Isaac bit back a smile when Peyton said those two words. He wasn't wrong about kissing her. It wasn't so much the contact but Isaac knew Peyton could feel that they just simply belong together that even a slight touch like that could make her feel so much. He let Peyton rant until he heard the worst thing that could have come out of Peyton's mouth. He pushed her away to look at her. "What do you mean send you away?" Isaac asked, his voice dangerously low. "He can't send you away. No way in hell." He shook his head and stepped away from Peyton. "No...you...you stay. You tell him whatever it is you need to make him let you stay. Don't do anything irrational." Still shaking his head, he thought of ways they could slap a bandaid over this stupid mess. "Tell him you won't see me anymore. Tell him I'm gone. He doesn't know that I'm still here just say my dad sent me away. Just please. Don't go away. I need to think about this. About us." What if he found them a place? He could work some sort of deal with his mother. Ask her to sponsor him an apartment and he could get a job after graduation to pay off the debt. At that moment, he was willing to do anything. Anything. "Just please don't let him send you away. Give me some time. I'll think of something for us but just don't let him..." he was repeating the words over and over as he walked away from Peyton. This couldn't be happening. Things were supposed to run smooth for them. Had he not made sure of that? [OOC: Don't exactly know what the plan can be but we'll just see how this goes  ] |
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Post by Peyton Saunders on Aug 31, 2010 9:16:49 GMT -5
Once her tears calmed down and took a deep breath. "I will be here until graduation which is a few weeks away. He can't transfer me schools this late and he knows it. So I am safe for now." She told Isaac. She just held him tightly until he pushed her back to look at her, "If I went away it would be for college." She explained. She had no idea what she was going to do. How would she go to college on the West coast. How could she pay for it?
"I mean he won't pay for college unless I go to an East coast school. So I told him to go to hell, that i wasn't going without you. even then we were broken up and I still couldn't go any where without you." Peyton explained. "He told me this isn't real love and in no uncertain terms that I needed to get away from you." She told Isaac. "I still told him to get out and he told me either I do as he says or I have to move out one week after graduation." Peyton revealed to Isaac.
She brushed some dark locks from her eyes and looked up at Isaac. "Isaac I don't want to keep lying, why can't we just be together. So i get kicked out after graduation I don't care. I will not go to an East Coast college just so he can pay my tuition." Peyton said. "I made my choice and I choose you." She told him.
However he seemed to still want her to lie. Peyton looked to the floor. She just wanted Isaac to kiss her and make it all go away but instead he just started walking away, "Where are you going?" She called out to him. "Isaac....Isaac!" Peyton called. What the hell? Where was he going now? Peyton let out a groan in frustration> What just happened? Isaac didn't even try and kiss her so what ever was going through his head could not be a good thing. "You can't just walk away!!!!"
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Post by Isaac Norton on Aug 31, 2010 18:14:04 GMT -5
Isaac stopped in his tracks when Peyton yelled. Blinking, he realised he had gone really far away from Peyton. He ran back to Peyton and hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," he knew he sounded delirious right then and in all actuality, he probably was. "Listen, baby girl. You don't have to lie. Just let him take you wherever he wants. I'll be there. I promise." Isaac nodded lightly as he cupped Peyton's cheeks. "I love that you chose me. I truly appreciate you doing that. But just go where he wants you to and I'll be there. I promise."
He softly pressed his lips on to Peyton's and sighed. "I wish things were different. We deserve better than this. You deserve better than what I can provide you with..." Isaac spoke. He wished he could give her more than all this. Running his fingers through her thick hair, he breathed her in and sighed again. "I love you so much." He mumbled before pressing his lips on to hers once more, only this time it lasted longer than the first. "Can't believe it took so long for me to say it." He whispered as he pulled her tightly to him.
"I'll figure something out for us, babe. I promise." He pulled away from the kiss to rest his forehead on hers. "In the meantime...just kick up a fuss with your dad so he doesn't catch on to what's happening. And then just resign to fate. Let him think you're caving in." Isaac spoke rather clear of mind. He gave her another soft kiss. "Let him trust that you will go wherever he wants you to go. I'll find a way for us to be together...is that okay with you?"
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Post by Peyton Saunders on Sept 1, 2010 1:21:10 GMT -5
Peyton kissed Isaac back with a need that she needed to fulfill and only he could do it. The words he spoke sounded good in theory. She could go along with it. Stick to the break up. Play her dad for the fool he was. But she didn't want to be careful and sneak around anymore. She didn't need her father to pay for crap. of course that was just her stubborn side. The side that said to tell her father the fuck off. She nodded as Isaac spoke and still kissed him back. She felt her body being moved back as they kissed. Maybe that was her. She felt her back hit the door and her hand turned a knob as the door opened to a supply closet.
Why was this not a surprise. A supply closet. Peyton often acted rather then thinking. She just needed privacy with Isaac, not out in the hall where the whole school could hear them. This was between them and no one else. The door shut and she leaned against Isaac who was against the door. "Okay." She said softly. "But I don't want to go to the east coast. I want to stay here. My life is here and I do deserve you. I might still be angry, but I can't fucking let you go."
Peyton ran her fingers over his lips and then through his hair. "I love you too damn much, but I will play along for now. just don't leave me okay. don't let him take me from you." Peyton was almost begging and this hurt her so much. "So I guess for now we are broken up. At least according to my dad." Peyton said. She touched the side of his face, "Oh Isaac." She murmured before kissing him once again. "I'm sorry." She spoke.
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