ISABELLA The Forgotten One

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Walking into the mansion. The seven of us making sure not to draw any attention to ourselves.

Looking over my shoulder, Tobias gives Ace a slight nod. Tobias, Alex, and Nico break off in different directions.

Ace pulls me close to him. Giving my jaw a light kiss.

Christian cups Violets face, stroking it with his thumb lightly. Both starring each other in the eyes. Whispering, 'You're so beautiful.'

She grabs him aggressively pulling his head close. She smiles against his lips before kissing him.

I look at Ace, realizing he's never called me beautiful. Looking back at me, "Follow behind me."

Is all he says, I grab his arm holding on tight.

We all move through the crowded hall. I look around examining the characters near us.

All rich, proper, the women polished.

We all stop when we hear, "What the hell is wrong with you!"

My head snaps around. Looking for the face the voice belongs to.

Nico... and the other two. Causing everyone to look at them. Ace pulls me along.

"Aye. Come on its not that serious." I hear Alex' voice try and calm the situation down.

Violet looks over her shoulder giving me a devious smirk. I furrow my eyebrows, Ace gets close to my ear. "This is where the revenge part starts..."

I keep straight ahead. Watching Christian and Violets figures move in unison.

We walk up these huge stairs. Malicious characters watch us carefully, whispering to each other.

Each step makes anxiety fill me. My chest tight.

Ace notices, holding me close. I wonder if he's scared.

Why would he be scared?
Maybe that's the problem.

The smug smirk that plays on his face shows no trace of fear.

"Ace, really what's going on?" I panic, we continue up the stairs.

A line of men in black suits guard a big door. I watch Christian and Violet pull guns from places.

My heart drops.

"There will be blood on those hands." Ace says to me, excitement in his voice. His eyes weren't his eyes. They were sinister.

I can't hurt anyone.

I won't hurt anyone.

Guns start going off. Screams follow it. I scream too but I can't hear my own...they get lost in the rest.

The sound of bodies hitting the floor, make me nauseous.

The familiar sharp pain in my stomach overwhelms me... Dropping to the ground.

The night I started living takes over.

Pressed against the brick wall. The handle of the knife sticks out of my stomach. I grab it again like I did the first time.

The knife drops. The bloody metal hits the concrete, setting off an echo throughout the empty alley.

Sliding down the wall quiet. Giving up on existence.

Laying down liking the way the cold wet concrete feels on my skin. My eyes flutter closed.

Fighting to keep them open. A dark but bright color at the end of the dark alleyway comes off a figure.

Ace. He just stands there... watching me shrivel up into nothing.

Opening my eyes...

Gunshots go off, bullets fly above my head. Lifting myself off the ground just to be knocked back down.

I feel no pain my body won't move.

Lifting my head a little searching the room. Ace stands there trying to fight off two guys.

I feel the heaviness of the blows.

Ace throws another punch at one guy, hard across the face while the other one beats on him.

Someone points a gun straight in Ace' direction.