Killing Isabelle.

Chapter 7. Coming to terms.

Eli's P.O.V

It took me a little while to register the phone call I had just received. Actually I wasn't quite sure if it had sunk in at all. I knew it would be incredibly selfish for me to decline what he asked from me. I knew it was something I’d never be able to pull off with a clear conscience. After all he had the right to ask, the right to get answers, they all had. I was just terrified of this reality.

I leaned against the steering wheel of my car. Granted permission to use it only for this visit. Now that my parents were informed about everything that had went down two nights ago they were furious. They took my car, phone, computer, games and everything else I cherished. I wasn't allowed to go out of the house without parental supervision. The only reason I was granted permission to be here alone is because Aiden had asked for it. And even then I had to call as soon as I had reached the room letting Aiden tell them I had arrived.

Same as for when I was about to leave. I had gotten permission for thirty minutes to get to the hospital, a 20 minute ride but they gave me 10 minutes just in case I got delayed by traffic or something. They considered it being friendly and honestly I couldn't blame them. After all I had almost killed an innocent girl.

So here I was, getting myself together, about to get up to the room where Isabelle was still being supervised by doctors. I pushed myself to get out of the car and made my way to the room I was supposed to confront myself and her with what I’d done and more importantly why I had done it.

I knocked on the door and waited for some sort of response. It didn’t take long before I came face to face with my brother and the guy I had learned to be Trevor. Other than them there was no one, lucky me. I swallowed and greeted them studying my shoes.

‘’Don’t be such a coward, you could at least have the dignity to look at us when you talk to us.’’ I heard my brother’s voice, cold as ice.

‘’I’m sorry.’’ I mumbled as I carefully looked up at Isabelle. I expected a lot from the look on her face, anger, hurt, betrayal but I saw nothing but sadness. It was almost as if she was feeling sorry for me.

‘’Aiden?’’ He immediately turned his head towards her.

‘’Could you maybe, leave us alone for a while? I want to talk to Eli alone.’’ Her words shocked me more than the look on her face. Was she being serious? She wanted to talk to me alone? If I were in her shoes I’d have everyone gathered around me for the simple reason of torture. I’d want to make me feel as uncomfortable as possible that was for sure.

‘’Are you sure?’’ My brother’s voice was doubtful and by the look on Trevor’s face he also had his doubts and didn’t bother to hide them.

‘’Yes, I’ll be fine. If I need you I will call alright?’’ They both nodded and headed for the door.

‘’You’re lucky.’’ Aiden mumbled as he passed me and then it was just me and Izzy.

I just stood there for a while, looking around the room and studying my shoes. I didn’t know what to say or where to start. I bit my lip and fumbled my sleeves; I don’t think I could recall ever feeling so awkward and out of place.

‘’Well?’’ I suddenly heard her voice, she sounded weird, somewhat cold and hesitant.

‘’I- I don’t know what to say.’’ I mumbled shameful.

‘’How about you start with the truth and a full explanation. I think you owe me at least that much?’’ She said, it wasn’t as much of a question as it was a statement though.

‘’Can I sit down?’’ I spoke under my breath; she nodded at the chair next to her bed.

‘’I- I truly am sorry for what happened to you.’’