Love is a Game, Learn The Rules

Digging too Deep (part four)

Love is a Game, Learn the Rules.

Edited by~ Ivanova

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Digging too Deep (part four)

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"So how's the prompt Izzy?" that all too familiar feminine voice asked.

"It's ridiculous Mario. I've gotten all of six paragraphs finished, but

regardless, it's rubbish." she complained falling into step with Mario.

"Shut up, it probably kills. You know the boss will pick your draft over

everyone else’s, as per usual." Mario rolled his eyes.

She sighed, and then spoke, "A love-struck teenager would be far more suited for

this topic.  I feel like this one will go to Darla."

"Next office over?" he inquired.

"Yeah, she and that guy from the first floor have been on and off for like three

years."

"True... But I don't think she's in the column this month." he waved at a man

passing by the pair.

"Either way, mine is going terrible and I know nothing about this crap!" Isobel

was losing control of her emotions. There's only so much weird stuff a girl

could handle. She couldn't afford the stress of her coworker badgering her about

this on top of everything else.

"Chill out, I didn't force you to sign up for the job." He was obviously

offended by her snappy reply.

"Your rite, I’m sorry it's just I’ve had some weird stuff happen to me lately. I

just need to quit bringing my personal life to my job. I'll take the weekend to

just gather my thoughts. Do some yoga or something of the sort. “She let out in

defeat. What the hell was becoming of her? She should be thrilled to write this

dumb prompt, people would kill for her position.

"Sitting on the couch reaching for the remote does not count as 'yoga' Izz." he

mocked, jabbing at her sides.

Her face turned grave, "But it's serious business." She let out a hardy laugh

and walked with Mario until she reached her small office.

She brought up her document she was working on previously through her work

email. She read and then reread over it, trying to add something worth reading.

No matter what she wrote, within seconds was deleted. She rubbed at her temples,

and stared furiously at the computer.

Damn Margaret and her stupid prompt.

The chime signaling new emails rang loudly throughout her office. She hovered

her mouse over to the inbox and clicked.

New email from: DFTS

Hello Isobel. How have you been? I've been great still working the family

business. It's been easier than when you were here.  Long time no talk. People

have rumored for years your death was fake, but never would I have though it to

be  true! Such a shame that your little charade is up, everyone is after you for

betraying your kingdom. Little brother promises to plant big "clues" to your

treachery. I promise you, this time you get murdered, everyone will have to

watch. Only to ensure this does not happen again. Tood-a-loo sis!

Her finger shook over the mouse. What the hell was happening? She never faked

her death! She’s been here in the city for nearly all her life! Who the hell is

playing these tricks on her? They weren't funny, and scared her like nothing

ever has.

She deleted the email and tried to pretend that she was not a physco; that

everything was completely normal.

A shaky breath escaped her shiny glossed lips. She pushed her chair away from

her desk, grabbed her laptop, went down to the first floor, and fled the

building.

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A short trek through the city and she was at the front doors of her apartment

complex.

"Home sweet home..."

She dug in her pocket and grabbed the key to her door then shoved it in.

She took a single quiet step in.

"I'm sorry about this Isobel." a gruff voice sneered behind her. She felt a cold

point jam into her neck and her hands being tied.

 She barely had enough time to gasp, before all went black.

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hey guys! I know it's been a while since I've last uploaded but  that doesn't

matter- I'm back to writing now and plan to have this story FINISHED by June 30th.

So just bear with me and keep supporting me! The story seems like it's going

kind of fast but we haven't even got to the good parts yet! Also, I know this

story tends to be farfetched at times- it IS fiction. Anyway~ Happy New Year!!!!! :D