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The ringing in Islas ears was constant and it was driving her insane.

She sat in Fez's car with the keys still in ignition as her hands violently shook.

Those seven words ran in spirals in her head as she drove herself to near insanity.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

She wished she could take it all back.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Her vision became blurry as the car headlights in front of her slowly got covered by salty tears.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Isla didn't know why it hurt so bad, why it felt like she was dying. She felt like she was suffocating in the tight space of the car.

Her pale hands shook around the wheel making her swerve.

"Stop you're fine." She said to herself. Trying to force herself to calm down.

She had business to do and she couldn't look weak. 

She had received the text earlier that day and hadn't told Fez or Ash.

Isla knew they would try to come but there was more to worry about than her dumb problems.

"Meet at sweethearts 11pm we need to talk asap. I'll see you soon bug."

Only one person called her that and he was gone. Locked up like an animal.

Isla wiped her tear stained cheeks and turned off the car.

She opened the diner door and stepped in searching for him.

"Dad?"

"Hey bug."

His head was buzzed so you could see the tattoos that lined his scalp. She noticed he had more since she had last seen him.

Her face remained stone cold.

He stood up and tried to hug the young girl only to be pushed back.

"Come on don't be like that." He said.

"What do you want?" She said still standing at the edge of the table.

"Why don't you sit." He beckoned.

"Stop fucking bullshitting me. What do you want?" She said harshly.

"I'm leaving town. For good ."

Isla scoffed as she finally slammed herself into the booth.

"So what you call me when you're in trouble and just expect me to hand whatever it is you need right over?"

"Kid it's not like that."

"Then what is it like?"

His brown eyes met hers as he slowly gulped.

"I just need some money to get me started."

"You just need some money to get started. You are fucking hilarious."  She mocked.

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