TW; VIOLENCE AND DEATH

recommended song; space song

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      IN ALL OF ISABELLE'S LIFE SHE NEVER FELT HER HEART beat so fucking fast like this moment right now until the time her mom died, the siren echoing in the atmosphere only made her more scared. Before her uncle or her gang-friends could question what the cops were doing there, she ran. Her foot leading her to the house she once's though of as a second home, she didn't feel anything but fear. Fear that Fezco, Ash or even Faye could be hurt, fear that they got arrested, fear that her father got to them.

"Isabelle!" César yelled out, but sad-eyes pulled him back before he could run after her. The gang had to much blood on their hands to run into a house filled with SWAT officers, it was far too risky. Isabelle didn't stop running until she met her destination, she didn't car that her short feet were begging her to stop all she cared was making sure the boy she liked and his brother were alive and safe. Isabelle stopped in front of the house that had broken-glass and a broken down door on the outside, her heart beating out her chest as she ran under the police-tape.

"Hey! Get back here!" A police office shouted, chasing after the thirteen-year-old who walked inside a crime scene. Isabelle ignored the older-male and ran inside the living room were she saw faye laying on the ground with blood on her face and another officer played custer's body in a black bag. "Oh my god." Isabelle whispered, tears welling up in her eyes as she glanced around the scene, it looked straight out of a movie. Blood splattered on the wall and broken glass across the floor, this was traumatizing. Isabelle stepped over the piece of glass and walked toward the hallway, and in that second she felt her heart stop, I mean literally fucking stop.

"Fezco!" Isabelle cried out, running over to the ginger who was bleeding out on the floor. She kneeled down beside him and took of her jacket, wrapping it around his bleeding torso to stop the blood from gushing out. Fezco, who was barely conscious, noticed the girl helping him, he immediately shook his head with tears in his eyes. "I—i couldn't save him, i'm sorry, i'm so so sorry." Fezco murmured, gasping for the oxygen he was slowly loosing. Isabelle furrowed her eyes, wondering what the ginger-male was talking about. That was until she noticed that Ash-Tray was no where to be found, he wasn't out front and he wasn't beside his brother like always.

And that's when it hit her, tears bottled up in her brown-eyes and her body became shaking, she shook her head in denial. "F—fezco where's ash?" Isabelle stammered, the hot tears falling from her face on to the floor. Fezco eyes faltered at the mention of his late-brother, he felt like a failure for not being able to save him. "F—fez, where is he?" The hispanic-girl repeated this time her voice more louder, her vision was getting blurry from the tears but she managed to see Fezco eyes flicker from hers to the bathroom door behind them. Isabelle shot up, her head turning to the bathroom-door that has multiple bullet holes on it, she began shaking her head again.

"No, N—no, Fezco stay awake, please. I'll be right back I promise." Isabelle begged, waiting for the ginger to nod his head before she burst into the the bathroom door. Fezco shut his eyes in both mental and physically pain when he heard the brunette shout. "ASH!" Isabelle sobbed, her knees giving in, she collapse beside the corpse of the thirteen-year-old boy who had a bullet implanted in his head. His brain was splattered on the floor and his unconscious body had blood spilling from it. "A—ash no, no, no please no." Isabelle cried, choking on sobs and she tried to take her eyes off the body. Her heart was beating out her chest and his voice, body, and head was shaking. Her breathing wasn't controllable and she felt like someone ripped her heart out her chest. She didn't know Ash and Fezco for that long but the short time she did she felt like they were her family, Ash was the first guy that didn't judge her for her past and she felt safe around him. Fezco was an amazing, ride-or-die man that she looked up to as he second father, and they both were completely broken know.

"Well, look at this, you ruined yet another family Isabelle." The deep-bone chilling voice of her father made her anxiety escalate even more than originally. Isabelle choked on a sob, resting her head in her hands, she was so tired of everything. "Y—you did this?" Isabelle asked, her voice cracking as she lifted her head to face the evil man she once called her father. Oscar tilted his head to the side with a devilish smirk, he stepped forward to his daughter who flinched instantly. The gang-leader kneeled down and moved his daughters face with a gun so she could face him. "Of course, who do you think was the one who called the cops sweetheart?" Oscar sneered, tracing the gun around Isabelle face until it pointed at her head.

"Y—you ruined my life, you killed mom, you killed my best-friends, just please do me one favor Dad." Isabelle pleaded, sniffling her nose as her father laugh in her face. Oscar found it amusing that still she called him dad, even after everything he did. "And why would I do anything for you, Isabelle?" Oscar asked, placing his finger on the guns trigger with a wide smile. Isabelle didn't flinch, she didn't breathe, she didn't do anything but sat still. "Please kill me." Isabelle mumbled, tears endlessly falling from her eyes as everything finally hit her. Ash-tray was dead, fezco was bleeding out and her dad was back in town.

Oscar couldn't help but laugh once again, this time his laugh felt more forced. And in that moment she saw something she never saw in her dad eyes until the day she was born, she was emotion, she was guilt. Even though it only lasted a second, it told a whole lot, it told her that he still loved her deep-down in that pitch black, empty, soulless heart of his. "Well, look how the roles have reversed, you asking me to kill you, shocking." Oscar chuckled, his moment of weakness over as he looked at his miserable daughter who wanted nothing more than to die.

"Please, daddy." Isabelle sobbed, her eyes flickering to ash's dead body and back to her dad who had, tears? in his eyes. Was he seriously crying, the thirteen-year-old had never seen her dad cry in all the years she'd been alive. Oscar didn't let his tears fall tho, he cleared his throat and removed it from her head. Isabelle shut her eyes in disappointment, she knew that he wanted to torture her and wouldn't let her get a easy way out. "It'll be my pleasure." Oscar grumbled, glancing up at his daughter who furrowed her eyebrows but before she could question it a gunshot echoed through the room.

Isabelle felt a stingy-dreadful pain in her stomach, she glanced down at saw blood pooling out her torso. Her body collapsed beside ash's, blood spilling from her mouth as she began to choke. With teary eyes she watched her dad leave the room with blood-covered in his hands, her eyes flickered from the evil-man to the non-evil boy who deserved the world. Ash didn't deserve this, he was just a kid who had to grow up too fast, Isabelle never missed the guilt in his eyes after hurting anyone, after killing people. He was still a kid after all. Isabelle's eyes started to slowly close, but before she could loose consciousness she noticed a paper covered in blood inside the deceased-boys hand. With little strength she managed to reach over and grab it. She glanced down at her bleeding stomach and back to the note, when she opened it she felt sick to get stomach. Inside the note read, "I'm so sorry Isabelle, I wished I had more time to get to know you but for the short time I did you were by far the most Smart, Funny and BadAss girl i've even know. And if you taught me anything it's that, "Somewhere in these eyes i'm on your side.", please tell my brother i'm sorry and that i love him, please find this note somehow, B." That was the last thing that she read before she intertwined her and Ash bloody hands, she didn't care that they were cold and lifeless, she died while holding the hands of the young-boy she fell in love with.

"Who will dry your eyes when it falls apart?" - Space song

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i have no words bro, last night i was crying so much i can't believe they killed off Ash man. It was so sad to watch, like he was just a kid, When creating this book I was not mentally or physically prepared for his death so i'm sorry it not a lot of chapters but theories say he survived, I personally don't believe this but we'll see when it's time. I had a lot of fun reading you guys comments and writing this book, I hope you guys enjoyed this and thank you so much for all the love. It's been fun =)

- STAR