Chapter 471 - Four Hundred And Seventy-One: Its Your Fault (2/2)
”Isabella help,” she managed to say before bursting into tears once more. She hated being this way; weak, pathetic, but there was nothing she could do.
”A-Anabelle! What is it?! Why are you crying?” She sensed the panic in Isabella's voice.
”It's Julie… his grandfather found out about us,”
”Fuck!” Isabella cursed, ”Where are you now?”
Anabelle looked around her environment as if realizing for the first time that she was outside, ”They threw me out,”
”Alright, wait for me. I'm coming there right now,” Isabella added, ”And don't try anything stupid. I'll be there right away, okay?”
”Okay?” She promised her, wiping away the tears from her eyes. Isabella would be here soon and everything would be fine, she had to be strong, Anabelle consoled herself.
Thankfully, because the neighborhood was a private one, there were hardly any people passing by and wondering why the girl was sitting outside the mansion like that.
Time passed but what made Annabelle lift her head was the screeching of tires as a car pulled over and Isabella stepped out.
”Anabelle!” Isabella went over to her cousin, ”Seriously, get off the floor. You're not a beggar!” She scolded the girl, pulling her up to her feet.
”No, let me be. I can't leave Julie,” She refused her help, squatting back down.
Isabella pinched the bridge of her nose, vexed. This was what she hated about Annabelle sometimes, her low self-confidence. Can't the dumb girl see she's more than this.
She glowered at her,” And you think Julie's going to appreciate you staying on the ground like a baby? When are you going to grow up, Anabelle?!”
Anabelle shot up to her feet abruptly, saying right at her cousin's face, ”Why bother to grow up, when this is all your fault?!”
”What?” Isabella's brow narrowed at her.
”If you hadn't been too meddlesome, George wouldn't have engaged you to Julie in the first place?!”
”Oh really?” Isabella snorted, ”Have you forgotten to think that if it wasn't for the fact that I meddled, you and Julie wouldn't have gotten involved the second time. So you should be thanking me,”
Anabelle was stunned by that revelation, realizing that Isabella was indeed right. The first time after Julie broke her heart, she had marked him off and if it wasn't for the fact that Julie began to hang around her again - thanks to the engagement - she wouldn't have ever accommodated him in her life.
Shame filled Anabelle, her head dropped as she realized how shameful that accusation had been, ”I'm so sorry, Isabella. I was just so angry that I said whatever came to my mind,”
”I know and it's my responsibility to bring your senses back around. Don't worry,” Isabella smoothed her hair, ”We'd find a way to deal with George and the engagement, now give me a hug,” She opened her arms wide.
Anabelle smiled gratefully, however, something happened the instant she moved. Just as she tried to wrap her arms around Isabella, she threw up a mouthful of blood on her instead.
”Anabelle!”