This Is Us

Chapter fourteen: Maybe it is better if you were dead

Isabella pov

He walked out of my room to talk to her, right after that god damn kiss!

I look at my clothe and see I am still in my running outfit so I decided to still go for a run to clear my head from what just happened. I walk out of my room and see that Carl's light is off which makes me frown where did he go? I walk downstairs and it is quiet and all the lights are off. I slowly open the door and step out and his car isn't here which breaks my heart, did he go to her? I sight and start making my way out. I should not have kissed him, god why am I so dumb. I've only known him for a month and a half and I already like him, this is not right. I start to jog slowly then as I start to fully run.

It has been an hour and a half since I left the house and now I am making my way back home, How do I act now when I am around Carl, God I just feel so stupid. I look behind me when I see a car coming the way I am going and is driving very slow which makes me frown. I start to walk fast a little bit and the car speeds up a little making my heart drop.

they are following me.

As I am about to run the car drives quickly and stops right in front of me, causing me to fall to the floor. The person in the car gets out and my breath hitches when I see James and his man "hey Isabella" he says, a smirk on his face. I back away when my back touches something, I turn around and see another man. I have snapped my head snaps back to James "what do you want?" I say and he smirks "the envelope," he says and I shake my head "I don't have it anymore" Lie. Before I know what is happening I feel something stink my left arm, I look and see the man with a needle, everything becomes blurry and before I know everything goes dark.

"She's beautiful no wonder why David hit that" I hear a boy says, I slowly open my eyes and groan when the pain hits my head. "aye princess is up" A different voice say, I look and see two men smirking. I try to move but couldn't because I am tied to a chair "what the hell!" I say my heart beating fast, God I am so scared. The two men start laughing but stop as soon as the door opens, James comes in and nods his head which the boys take that as a cue to leave. "Isabella, it is so good to see you," He says say smiling, I don't respond which seems to piss him off "you would not be here if you did not run like a little bitch," he said and I snap my eyes to him "Fuck you, James!" I say, Slap.

He slapped me, hard.

Tears start to come down my cheeks, I should have stayed home god! " I have a surprise for you," he says, he takes out his phone and after five minutes the door opens and the two men come in, with someone with them.

David!

My breath hitches and eyes go wide. He looks perfectly fine and clearly alive. "what-ho-no" words couldn't come out of my mouth I am so shocked. He doesn't say anything, he is just staring at me. "As you know your boyfriend here is a father" I look at David and see him looking down, "he had to choose between you or his other chick and well, of course, he picked his baby mama," James says, right now the pain is all I feel. Tears are starting to come down and my chest is hurting way to much the pain just would not stop. "so you tell me, where is the envelop?" he asks and walks to a table, picking up a knife, David's eyes go wide just as mine as he starts walking to me. "hm where is it?" he says trailing the knife on my arm, blood coming out. I let out a cry, I can't handle this. "fine don't respond but tomorrow you better, it is your last day on earth" he says and walks out, leaving me and David alone.

We both don't say anything, my teary eyes are on the floor not wanting to see him "I am sorry" he says and I snap my head up "yeah you should be"I say my voice full of hatred towards him. " I had to Bella," he says and I chuckle "had to what? put my life in danger, well great job my life has been nothing but hell thanks to you" I say, "I have kids Isabella I can't just leave them" he says and I shake my head "just leave I don't want to see you face or hear your voice, maybe it is better if you are dead" I say not caring if my words would hurt him.