Hooded

EPILOGUE

Isabelle's point of view

Time flew by fast and Tyson was discharged from the hospital being warned by the doctor to take it easy so the stitches wouldn't tear.

I met with Ethan my just discovered cousin who was still admitted in the hospital with brain injuries and trauma. He cried into my shoulder when I went unto his hospital room to visit. The look in his eyes broke me. He looked so lost and confused. I wanted to comfort him, tell him that everything that has happened was just a nightmare but I couldn't cause it wasn't true. I hugged him tightly and told him that things will get better and I only said that because I believed it will. He apologized to me in a way that just broke my heart but i couldn't stay mad at him because from day one he took care of me in the dark basement. Besides we were cousins. We were family now. The only blood i had left.

I attended my dad's funerals but it took Tyson and Lola to get me out of bed that day. I don't think I've ever cried as much as I did that day. That just meant that I would never see him again. He was gone for good.

Lady boss, my aunts funeral was small. It was just me and Ethan and Tyson, as my emotional support. While looking down at the empty casket of my sick aunt, i couldn't help but cry. Before leaving, I whispered two word that made my heart lighter. 'I'm sorry'

I started therapy because of constant nightmares to wash my soul clean of all the pain and sorrow I have experienced for years. I slowly let go of all the anger i had bottled inside. I was finally free and sincerely happy. I haven't gotten better but I'm on the road to recovery.

Tyson and Lola turned 18 and then legally took in Camilla into their custody. Tyson's father, Leonardo DiCaprio (no relations to the actor Leonardo DiCaprio) put more than half of his wealth in Tyson's name.
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Back to third point of view

Isabelle snuggled into the warmth at her side, sighing in content. She opened her eyes to catch a whiff of brown hair. She opened it wider to see ocean blue staring down at her. She smiled and closed her eyes, sighing in content again. Tyson chuckled lowly beside her and leaned down to catch her lips in a loving kiss. She kissed back wrapping her arms behind his neck and climbing him so she's straddling his waist.

She leaned down on him and he hisses, "Sorry," she whispered against his lips. He didn't respond but kissed her deeper.

She pulled away hesitantly and he whined, missing her warmth on his skin. She glared at him playfully before kissing his cheek. "Later. Right now you need to get ready for school and I need to get ready to see Dr Kathy."

He groaned and he kissed her on the lips again and murmured, "I love you."

"I love you more." Isabelle smiled.

"That is debatable, Kitten."

The door swung open an a blur of brown rushed in jumping on the bed. Camilla stopped and looked at Tyson's and Isabelle's position. Him sitting and she on him.

She frowned and tilted her heads cutely, "What are you doing?"

Isabelle climbed off Tyson quickly, her face turning red. "Nothing! We... We, uh, we were just... uh..."

Tyson laughed at her expression and she hit him gently on his arm. Camilla scrunched her face up more.

"I know you make Tyson happy but," she leaned in and whispered loudly, "Boys are gross."

Tyson gasped and placed his hand on his chest dramatically, "Cami! How could you?" He sniffed and wiped a fake tear. Camilla giggled and took Isabelle's spot on his lap. Tyson hugged her tightly as she buried her head in his neck.