"Jimmy! Wait!" Isabelle yelled as she and Joe ran after Jimmy.
He didn't stop as he made it onto the field and spotted Dr. Smithers standing next to Kyle, John Lynch and a few players, including George.
"George! Hold Jimmy back!" Joe yelled as he caught his attention.
George seemed confused at first but when he saw Isabelle's face and Jimmy charging straight at Dr. Smithers, he didn't waste time as he quickly grabbed onto him, holding him back.
"Let me go! Let me at this son of a fucking bitch!" Jimmy shouted, everyone looking shocked.
"Are you talking to me?" Dr. Smithers asked, looking at Jimmy.
"Jimmy, please." Isabelle pleaded with him as she caught up to him. "Please, don't. Please."
"Don't?!" He said, giving her a look of disbelief. Then he caught Smithers looking at her. "Don't you fucking look at her! Let me go, George!"
"What's going on?" Kyle asked, confused.
Jimmy was fuming. He was so close to losing his mind. He was shaking in George's grasp and George could feel it. He looked at Isabelle's wide and sorrow filled eyes, as his heart broke. But he wasn't about to let that son of a bitch win.
"I don't like the fact that your quarterback here came charging at me like this. I could go to the cops about this." Dr. Smithers said, a mocking look in his eyes.
"No." Isabelle said. "Jimmy, please, just let it go. Please."
"Why don't you fucking go to the cops, you sick bastard!" Jimmy yelled, still trying to break free of George's grasp. "Why don't we all go and I'll tell them what the fuck you did!"
"Enlighten me, really. What did I do?"
"Stop!" John shouted, having enough of the back and forth going on. "Just cut to the damn chase and say what's going on!"
"This fucking bastard sexually assaulted Isabelle!" Jimmy yelled out.
It became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground. Everyone's eyes widened as Kyle froze, unable to grasp the information he had just learned.
"W-What...what...did you just say?" Kyle said, his voice shaking.
Isabelle stood frozen, as different emotions ran through her. She felt embarrassed, sad, upset, angry and just overall disgusted.
"Excuse me?!" Dr. Smithers said, feigning innocence. "Do you know the affect of the words that just came out of your mouth?! How dare you accuse me of such a thing!"
"You're denying, you asshole!" It was Joe who shouted at him this time.
"Because I didn't do anything!"
Kyle was concentrated on Isabelle as he saw the look in his daughter's eyes. He knows his daughter and he knows she wouldn't accuse someone if nothing had happened. But he needed to hear it from her.
"Isabelle...sweetie, talk." Kyle begged her, grabbing her arm. But just as he went to grab her arm, she flinched back as a wrecked sob left her lips. And that was all the confirmation he needed as he quickly turned around and looked at Dr. Smithers.
But before Kyle could act, Joe had grabbed him. "Let me go!" He cried out, his heart aching at the thought that someone had touched his daughter inappropriately and against her will.
George was contemplating on letting Jimmy go so he could give this son of a bitch a lesson but he knew he had to think rationally because neither Jimmy nor Kyle were able to at this moment.
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Fate - Jimmy Garoppolo
RomanceBecause fate has a funny way of working And true love never really dies.