Free Perfectly Star Crossed by Victoria Rose

even believe I'm answering this fucking phone right now! What the hell do you want Delilah? Do you want to rip me to shreds some more? That's what your fucking job is right?" I deserved that. I truly did.
     
    "Come get me. Please Isaiah. I changed my mind," I begged, the tears in my voice. He swore a lot before answering.
     
    "Fuck you! Why the hell would I come back for you now? Sure, I may love you. I'll never trust you though. Damn it," he paused. "No, you had your chance. I'm not coming back," he said harshly. Panic welled up inside of me. So I threw the only card I had left on the table.
     
    "Isaiah, I'm pregnant," I said it so quietly that I didn't think he heard me until I heard the sound of squealing tires on the other end.
     
    "Come again?" He asked. I heard horns honking and Isaiah cussing someone out.
     
    "I'm pregnant. I found out today, right before you came over."
     
    "How do I know you're not lying again?" He sounded skeptical and I understood that.
     
    "I have all three pregnancy tests still if you want to see them for yourself."
     
    "Fuck. We didn't use protection. I never even thought about it," he cussed again and then heaved a deep sigh. "I'll be there in fifteen minutes, pack whatever shit you need and bring down those tests, I want to see for myself," and with that he hung up. I quickly ran up to my bedroom grabbing clothes and toiletries and valuables, stuffing them haphazardly into a duffle bag. I took my best camera; because that is something I absolutely wouldn't go without. I took cash that I had saved up too, and finally the pregnancy tests. I ran downstairs just as Isaiah's car pulled up. I threw my bag in his backseat and jumped in. He burned rubber as he pulled away.
     
    "All girls are the same! They can't make up they're damn minds about what the hell they want," he ranted as soon as I was in the car.
     
    "Isaiah, I'm so so so so sorry! I thought it would be best, to push you away. You could run and get out of here, and be safe," I said, looking at him. He wouldn't look at me but kept his eyes on the road.
     
    "Oh stuff it Delilah, I don't want to hear it. I won't believe anything that comes from your mouth right now," he said. I was stunned even though I knew I deserved it. Not once, had he ever been so blatantly rude to me.
     
    "You don't have to speed, Derek doesn't know anything yet. I figure as long as I answer when he calls and keep him informed, he won't suspect anything for awhile," I said looking at the speedometer. He sighed, frustrated, and slowed his speed down.
     
    "So where are those tests?" He asked me. I pulled them out and showed him. He tried to study them as he drove.
     
    "Okay, that doesn't tell me shit. They're just a bunch of lines. Couldn't you have gotten the ones that say yes or no?" He had the cutest frustrated look on his face, and despite the turmoil I had to smile. "We're going to the store to get another test. I don't think you're lying, but I can't be sure because I didn't think you were lying about anything else," he said and tears flooded my eyes again. I knew I had messed up bad, but it still hurt to hear him talking to me with total hate in his voice. "Tears won't help you Delilah, they won't soften me, and they won't make you feel better," he told me. I grunted.
     
    "Right, that's not what you told me the night I started crying when you said you loved me," I muttered, crossing my arms and looking out the window.
     
    "That's before I knew you were a lying, conniving, bi-," he stopped himself, and it actually pissed me off.
     
    "Be a man and say what you want Isaiah. Say it! Tell me what I am. I already know you think it so just fucking say it!" I shouted at him.
     
    "BITCH! That's what I wanted to say. Excuse me for trying to be somewhat decent when all I want is to rip your head off," he growled.
     
    "If ripping my head off will make you feel better, by all means, go ahead. I deserve it," I said rather calmly for how I was feeling. My