We made it

Just pain

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" I screamed. How...that's...why is Klaus...
The hook handed man stood there. Talking to Klaus. Like he hadn't kidnapped us and made our lives awful.
Klaus turned around, his eyes were red and swollen and tears still rolled down his face.
"Issy, please..." he begged me to stop. I didn't.

"Do you really think that you can just waltz in here and hurt us again!? After everything that we went through to finally feel safe! Well, that has GONE! And I'm never going to feel safe again! So, answer my question, what are you doing here!? And where is Count Olaf?!"

The hook handed man stood silently. He was obviously thinking about something; obviously unhappy.

"Issy...stop!" Klaus shouted. He turned to face me fully and tears streamed down his cheeks.

"Klaus, why is he here, and why are you crying?! What have you done to him?"

The hook handed man began to cry, just like Klaus was. He looked at me in the eye and grief filled his own.

"I'm sorry, but...I was asked to give a letter to Klaus from..."

"Fiona" Klaus finished.

"Who's Fiona?" I asked, tears were brimming in my own eyes, I could see where this was going...I think...

"Fiona is...was...the first and only person I ever loved" Klaus sobbed.

My heart stopped. The first...the only...love...

The tears ran down my face and I began to sob, my breath stopped and I began to suffocate. I moved towards Klaus, who stood there, as if he had accepted his fate. All my rage, all my hurt rose to the surface and I lashed out.

"YOU!! YOU TOLD ME THAT YOU LOVED ME!! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME! AND THIS WHOLE TIME YOU LOVED SOMEONE ELSE!" I sobbed. I cried. I screamed. I fell to my knees. And I cried out in pain. Pain. Pain. Pain.

"Isadora!" I heard my brothers slam the taxi doors shut and I just heard their quick footsteps over my pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain.

Quigley rushes to my side and held me in a tight hug. Duncan confronted Klaus.

"What have you done to her!?" He yelled, he stood in front of Klaus, full of rage. Then he saw the hook handed man.

"This." Duncan said through gritted teeth "is your fault. Why are you here?!"

The hook handed man began to cry. "My sister, Fiona, was...she...my stepfather...they...they're dead. The sub took a hit and...the hit killed them."

This was not a good enough excuse. Klaus had hurt me. I looked at him and the hook handed man, who's name was Fernald apparently, and they were hugging. Comforting each other! I pushed Quigley away from me and reached into Klaus' hand.

The letter was cold and crumpled, with neat cursive handwriting. I opened it and read through my tears.

Dearest Klaus,

If you are reading this, then something terrible has happened. I'm sorry. But just know that I will always be thinking of you. And I will always love you.

Fernald won't know exactly what happened, so I won't tell you, because I would like to keep it that way. And if you find out, please keep it from him, I think it's for the best.

And Klaus, I just wanted to say, you don't need to feel threatened. It was me. I sent someone to hurt you because of the Quagmire girl so that you might leave her alone. I was behind the video in the cinema of Count Olaf as well. Please forgive me. I didn't mean for it to go too far, I just wanted her to stay away from you because I love you. I know it was wrong, but I didn't know what else to do. I'm really truly sorry.

Think of me always, and be happy.

I love you to the depths of the ocean and back

Fiona

The letter was taken from my hands and passed around like a cold. Everyone looked.

I fell back to my knees. All my anger was melting away. Now all that was left, is hurt. And pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain.

"How could you do this to her?! My sister! How could you tell her that you loved her when all along you loved someone else!?" Duncan shouted. Quigley stayed with me. Holding me. Trying his best to keep me from falling apart.

I leant against his shoulder, and sobbed. I didn't even stop when I heard another pair of footsteps.

Violet was stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at Klaus.

"Klaus. I love you, because you're my brother, but that doesn't mean that I agree with this. You shouldn't have begun your relationship with Isadora if you still loved Fiona! You shouldn't have told her you loved her if you didn't."

"No Violet, I do. I do love Isadora, I just...never really got over Fiona" Klaus argued, tears streaming down his face.

"No. It's not right Klaus. But, here's what we're going to do. Fernald, leave. Go sand find somewhere to stay. Duncan, Quigley, help Isadora into the taxi then sit with her in the back. I'll move and sit next to Klaus. When we get to the house, Isadora can go straight to bed, it should all be set up."

I felt two sets of very strong arms lift me to my feet. And they carried me back to the taxi, only to endure an eerily silent car journey, to a place that should have been filled with happiness. Now, was not.