icy-isobel
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JESSICA LOWNDES as TAYLOR in COLORS OF LOVE (2021, dir. Bradley Walsh)
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Isobel nodded in acknowledgement of it still being intrusive, but she held her tongue so as not to dig herself deeper into this hole. Even a little bit of sarcasm seemed like it would be toeing a line right now. "Wouldn't blame you if it was." She reached for the drink, taking a large swig to ready herself for this conversation.
She flinched at Jessica's words, more than a little uncomfortable with the situation and definitely not accustomed to Jessica Knightly speaking to her like she was the enemy. Which, she supposed, she was. "If I'm being honest, Jess, I don't expect you to forgive me. What I did was..." Isobel paused, not sure of the word that should be tagged on to the end of that sentence. "I'm not proud of my reasoning and I know how awful this is going to make me sound, but I told myself I would tell you everything."
"I wasn't trying to hurt you. I-... I hated that you had something that I couldn't have. I didn't want to take him from you, I just... needed to prove that I could." How could Jessica ever forgive her after this? What she had done was unhinged and she was ashamed that she was so willing to hurt someone she cared about to validate her own ego. "I lied to everyone because I was a coward and didn't want to face what I'd done. I was scared to lose you and I knew that if you found out the truth then I would."
Isobel paused again, trying to keep her voice steady. This was the hardest thing she had ever had to do. "What I did and the reasons why I did it were horrible. I am so sorry, Jessica. I'm sorry for doing it, for lying about it, and for being a piece of shit friend. I'm sorry for taking so long to say it. I understand if we can't move past this, but I need you to know that destroying our friendship is the biggest regret of my life."
she gave a hum, thinking over isobels ask of not holding it against logan "so instead of my home you chose my place of work. it's still intrusive nonetheless." jessica watched the glass sit at the edge of her desk "it's not poisoned, you can drink it" she mused, taking a sip of her own drink to prove her words.
she almost laughed at the scene. almost. after all the time that had passed, now came the apology. "explain what? why you slept with my then boyfriend and lied about it? why you ruined my relationship and our friendship?" maybe this wasn't a good idea but even jessica knew that if she didn't at least hear isobel out then she was just as bad. "fine...say your piece and we can be done with all this"
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This wasn't going as smoothly as Isobel had hoped. Granted, it wasn't going as bad as she had expected either, but she was finding it harder and harder to hold back the ice queen of Constance that had said and did what she wanted, consequences be damned. It would be concerningly easy for her to go back to that- to shut everyone out and stop caring, but this was Ceren and it was Jessica and she didn't want to not care. Isobel had never had to fight for anything in her entire life- if you didn't include the attention of her parents- and this was so impossibly hard.
Instead of snapping out any sort of retort, Isobel simply nodded her head. If she had been tempted to say anything in a sharp tone again, the thought was certainly extinguished by Ceren's raised eyebrow. "Well, then... I'd better get on that." Maybe she should have created a PowerPoint presentation and gathered them all into the one room. Honestly, she wasn't entirely sure that Jessica would forgive her after she heard her out. Maybe that's why it was taking her so long to approach her. "Hopefully we can all meet up after I do."
ceren raised an eyebrow at isobels tone. it was an eyebrow that was paired with a face expression that said don't take that tone with me without words ever having to do the work. she understood that isobel knew jess was priority but that didn't mean she wasn't going to swan in and not face the heat in the conversation. "then do something about it" she countered, taking a sip of her own coffee. "i appreciate that you've taken the time to apologise, i know it must not be easy to have to do a tour of apologies but word of advice, the longer you leave talking to jess, the worse this will be. we both know what jess is like and you really hurt her, is."
god, ceren couldn't imagine how isobel was feeling knowing that she would have to confront jessica. then again, ceren also know that isobel wasn't one to apologise so the very fact that she was working on these apologies was at least a step in the right direction. "like is said, i'm not going to hold what you did against you for the rest of your days, there's bigger things going on in the world. i do think it's important that you and jess at least air out what went down because as a group we need to at least acknowledge that before we can try to move forward."
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"I know that." Her tone was a little harsher as she repeated herself. She was well aware that Jessica was the priority and she would have to speak to her before anything could truly be resolved, but she was trying. Isobel took a sip of her own coffee in an attempt to quiet her still problematic internal monologue. Being a better person was hard. "I'm going to speak with Jess, but you're important to me too. You deserve an apology that isn't just latched on to the back of Jessica's and I don't want to keep avoiding you until I manage to get over myself and talk to her."
Honestly, she was scared to talk to her. Apologising, admitting she was wrong, opening up... It wasn't who she was and if Jessica chose to reject their friendship after all that? Isobel wasn't sure she could cope with that. "Just-... I want to know that we're not done. That if Jess can forgive me, that maybe you'll be able to too." She paused for a moment, "I also understand if you can't give me an answer to that right now. Please just believe me that I'm truly sorry."
ceren sipped a her coffee, unbothered that isobel was clearly uncomfortable "no, but they did affect her the most. which poses the next question of why are you coming to me before jess?" she could appreciate that isobel was trying to make amends. at least she was doing the decent thing and apologising, it might be later than expected, but she was still apologising nonetheless. "do i think what you did was awful, yes. but am i going to hold it against you for the rest of your days? no. these are learning curves and i would like to think you'd learned from this one. thought you know all of this is pointless if you don't clear the air with jess"
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Isobel pressed her lips together and shifted her gaze to the floor when Jessica replied. In all honestly, she could probably use a drink too, but she would probably be pushing her luck if she grabbed herself a glass. However, when Isobel lifted her head, she noticed two glasses sitting on the table and she couldn't help but smile a little.
"Please don't hold it against them. I thought this would be less intrusive than showing up at your home." Hesitantly, Isobel stepped inside the room and approached the table, not daring to sit down anywhere or even reach for the whisky without an indication that she could. "Look, I won't waste your time with small talk. I was hoping you would give me a chance to... apologise and maybe to explain?"
jessica's head whipped round at the sound of a different voice than she was expecting. this was definitely not the person she expected it to me. she drew in a deep breath and let out the large sigh to accompany it "i'm definitely going to need a drink for this" she started, placing the two glasses on the table and filling them up with the bottle of whisky she had.
moving to take a seat in her office chair, she took a swig of the drink "i would ask how you found out where my new office is but i'm sure logan had something to do with that. we both know it wouldn't have been ceren"
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Isobel didn't know what she had been expecting them to say, but it certainly hadn't been that. A baby. Alexandra Vandervort's baby. Alex and Logan's baby. Of all the people that could have been having Logan's illegitimate child, why did it have to be her. "Wow..." No, this wasn't okay. She couldn't fall apart about this. Logan's last words sunk in and she pulled herself together.
"What can I do? Do you want me to meet you at the hospital?" All that mattered was that Logan was okay. It was a lot for her to process, so she could only imagine what they were feeling. "What do you want to do? Are we happy? What are we feeling?"
Logan took some time just to look at her. They hated to make her worry, this just felt so big- too big- that they didn't know how they were supposed to say it. To do this. To process all the things it meant, could mean. But Logan loved Isobel, that's all that mattered. She was their person and they had to tell her. "I-- Alex is having her baby. Sapphire told me, at the party-," just say it- "Because it's me. I'm the... It's me."
The words sunk in. They were heavy. "I don't know what to do, Is. I- I don't know anything but I just had to tell you. I had to see you."
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"I know. I-... I know." Isobel sighed softly, her attention on her hands as she stirred her iced caramel macchiato with her straw. "And I'll be speaking to her too, of course. I just-... My mistakes didn't just affect her." Isobel took a deep breath and lifted her head to look Ceren in the eye. "I'm sorry. For what I did to Jess, sure, but for everything that happened after. I'm sorry for lying to everyone. To you. I understand if this isn't something we can get past, but I hope it is because I miss you. I miss us."
not in the mood to be stuck in some back and forth about coffee, ceren conceded and let isobel pay for her coffee. she found a table in the corner and they both sat. "you would be right to be unsure" she pointed out, tearing a sachet of sugar and duping it into her coffee "but i said my piece back in the hospital." it was rare for ceren to lose her temper at someone, it was unheard of for her to lose it at one of her friends until that day in the hospital "it's jessica that you should be concerned about"
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When her phone buzzed in her back pocket, Isobel almost missed it due to the almost immediate whispering when Alex was rushed out of there. Why she insisted on coming to parties when she was this pregnant was beyond her. Upon seeing Logan's face on her phone, her brow furrowed as she looked around the room. Where were they? Why were they calling her?
"Logan? Is everything o-..." She cut herself off when she registered that they had said they were okay. If that was the case, though, what were they doing in a car instead of at the party they were throwing? "What's going on?"
Logan couldn't quite remember getting from the penthouse to the car but here he was. Sapphire looked around at them from the front, passenger side, seat and smiled. They smiled back, still not entirely sure what was going on. Well, they knew what was going on... but this was wild, right? This was too much to comprehend. All this time and--- Logan hit the 'call' button on their phone, seeing their own face waiting on the screen for Isobel to pick up. As soon as she did, they finally felt their shoulders relax, their heart start back up and their lungs kick back in.
"Babe," Logan breathed, so happy to see Is' face fill the screen. Their throat felt dry, their face felt wet. "Babe, I'm so sorry for running out of the party. I, uh-- I'm okay, I'm in a car. I... I gotta talk to you." @icy-isobel
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Isobel had heard that Jessica was moving into her new office that day and it didn't take much convincing for Logan to give her the address of that office. Honestly, she had been dreading this conversation, always finding an excuse to put it off, but enough was enough. When Logan was in the hospital, it was Jessica who had asked her to come back. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
She didn't say anything as she appeared in the doorway to her office, words lost on her as Jessica spoke, clearly thinking that she was someone else. It took Isobel far too long to correct her, her throat going dry as she struggled to speak. "Hey Jess..."
jessica had been a busy little bee over the past few weeks. she'd been working on several projects and was in the process of moving into a new office space for her every expanding business. "hey, thanks for helping me move all these boxes from the old office space, you've been a massive help" she said adding another box to the pile "that's the last of them" she scored open a box lid and opened it up pulling out a bottle and some glasses "i think we've earned a drink, don't you?"
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"Sounds good." Isobel nodded once and headed in the direction of the coffee shop. Not entirely sure of what to say as they walked, she kept quiet, only speaking again to place a coffee order and insist on paying for Ceren's. "I've been meaning to call, I just-..." She started when they were finally seated in the corner. "I wasn't sure that you would answer."
she hadn't expected to run into anyone that ran in the upper east side circles this far south, but here was someone calling her name. getting to the top of the stairs, she turned to see isobel smiling at her. ceren gave a smile back to her, unsure where this conversation was going. it had been some time since the two talked properly - the party logan had thrown her for her return home wasn't the time or place. "isobel...sure, there's a coffee spot down here. why don't we head there? it's freezing out here"
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Isobel had been browsing aimlessly through the boutiques when she heard Ceren's voice dismissing her driver. Her eyes shifted in that direction as a pang in her chest insisted her feet follow. She had to do this. She had tried to get the words out at Ceren's party, but hadn't been able to. No more excuses.
"Ceren!" Isobel smiled, greeting her (hopefully still) friend at the top of the stairs. "I-..." She hesitated, ready to back out again, but she persevered. "If you're not too busy... Can we talk?"
she needed out of the tower, it was driving her mad. ceren called her driver and requested that he meet her in the garage with the car. when she got into the car, she asked him to drop her south - there were a few boutiques there she could peruse through to pass the time.
the car pulled up outside and ceren stepped out "you can leave me, giles. thank you" she smiled and sent him on his way. ceren turned and walked up the steps to the secluded shopping area.
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Also heading to bed, but trying not to be a ghost for another century, so pls feel free to message me if ya want anything spicy~
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💫 a late night text. - logan x isobel
Isobel: Babe?
Isobel: You're out of whipped cream...
Isobel: Will marshmallows be enough for the hot chocolate?
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itsceren:
ceren couldn’t believe the time and effort that logan had put in just to throw her a party. she was in awe at how blessed she was to have them and her other friends in her life. she was receiving the grand tour of the party, her eyes scanning the photos sprawling the walls filled with memories.
“i remember this one! this was in monaco when a few of us were invited over for the grand prix”
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Isobel took a deep breath upon finally spotting Ceren wandering around her party. Things hadn’t been the same between them since the Oliver incident. Sure, Logan’s skiing accident had put a pin in the rocky situation, but they had never spoke about what had happened, or the breakdown Is had had afterwards. With Ceren travelling back and forth to Turkey and Isobel’s hesitation, she kept putting off the conversation, but when it came down to it, Isobel missed Ceren.
Stepping up beside her, she smiled as she spoke through the awkward vibes. “That was a great weekend.”
ceren couldn't believe the time and effort that logan had put in just to throw her a party. she was in awe at how blessed she was to have them and her other friends in her life. she was receiving the grand tour of the party, her eyes scanning the photos sprawling the walls filled with memories.
"i remember this one! this was in monaco when a few of us were invited over for the grand prix"
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