(Where his friends are your bullies and he steps in to help you)
You stared at the front gates of your high school. You were in your final year, hoping it was going to be the best, but for some unknown reason 3 boys were provoking you every time they saw you. But of course that sweet Isaiah, you had previously dated, did nothing to stop them. He would avoid your eyes every time Trunks pushed you or Ski threw something at you in class or Jahseh's insulting remarks.
"Let's get this over with," you sighed to yourself. As soon as you stepped in ,Jahseh blocked your path.
"Hey sweetheart, we've been waiting for you," he smirked.
"Please leave me alone Jahseh," you mumbled.
"You know it doesn't work like that," Ski said, walking over. Before you could react, Trunks grabbed your school bag and opened it up.
"Let's see what we've got here," He started tossing out the contents but when he pulled out your laptop, your eyes widened. That laptop contained everything and none of the content was backed up.
"No please Ski, don't. That's got all my school stuff on it, please Ski I'll do anything," you begged.
"Oops," he smirked, tossing it over his shoulder. You closed your eyes expecting the loud smash of your laptop smashing all over the place but instead there was nothing. You opened your eyes and saw Isaiah with your laptop safely in his arms.
"What the fuck are you guys doing," he said, through gritted teeth.
"Oh come on man, don't ruin the fun," Jahseh complained, trying to pry the laptop of his grasp. Isaiah said nothing and started picking up your stuff and grabbed the bag from Ski. The boys stared at him in disbelief as he handed your bag back to you.
"Now fucking apologise to (y/n)," he growled. The boys started laughing and shaking their heads.
"Oh god, I knew you dated this in the past but I thought you were way over that," Ski laughed. They all walked away leaving you and Isaiah.
"Thanks," you mumbled, walking towards the school. Isaiah grabbed your wrist and turned you around.
"I'm sorry about them (y/n)," he apologised. You didn't say anything but stared at the ground.
"(y/n) please look at me. I'm sorry that I didn't do anything all those other times I just didn't want to-"
"Want to what Isaiah? You didn't want to look like a fucking prick in front of you "friends"," you snapped. Isaiah looked away.
"What happened to you Isaiah? The Isaiah i dated would never let someone treat someone else like complete shit," you said, walking away. But before you could move, Isaiah smashed his lips onto yours. You widened your eyes before giving in. Isiah pulled apart and looked at you with his brown eyes.
"I'm so sorry (y/n). I don't expect you to apologise to me for what i've done but I just wanted you to know that I am truly sorry for letting all this shit happen," he whispered.
"I forgive you Isaiah."
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