Isabelle's POV It was dark here & the only thing I felt was unimaginable pain. I could only grunt from the excruciating pain piercing through my lungs & heart, causing me to take a great intake of air; the more I breathed, the much worse the pain. What the hell is going on?The unbearable pain earned itself multiple tears from me & a few bouts of intense cries, yearning for help. Where are the doctors? Why is this hospital shortcoming?"What are you doing here?"I swiftly dried my tears and fluttered my eyes to see where the voice came from. As I looked up, I closed my eyes again due to the increasing pain. Dammit! This pain was worse than that time I got beat after the spelling bee. I opened my eyes again, ignoring the pain and there he was. He was standing in front of me.A handsome man; he could be the man of my dreams. Is this a dream? Is he here to take all the pain away?"You're in pain?" He asked."Yes," I answered dumbfoundedly.He came up to me and placed his soft, muscular
Lucian's POV Sometimes, being the ruler of hell is boring and repetitive, only ever yielding predictability; but tonight, a wandering soul crossed into my realm who didn't belong. This has only ever happened twice, and be it twice, it pisses me off.I snapped my fingers and Lehos appeared before me."Why the hell was there a wandering soul here again? Tighten the portals and re-enforce security. If anybody could walk into my realm as they please, then a lot of you won't exist in the near days of tomorrow.""Yes, sir," Lehos said with a bowed head. He then wisped into thin air to go handle the matters as I commanded. These servants. Ugh, so incompetent. I'll be glad when Yuhan comes back from that damn demon convention. I became even more flustered due to this & the fact that the wandering soul had a smell. I've never met a soul that had a smell, nevertheless a wandering soul.My security is tight so my life could never be harmed by those despicable angels of Father's. They hated me
Lucian's POV"You're right," Thanatos said.It was silent now; no cries, no sobs, no words; nothing was said or done for a while until Jennifer squeezed Bella's still-warm hand and pleaded silently for her to wake up. The mom consoled Jen and let the boy lead her out of the room. The dad stood up and followed suit, sensing what the mom wanted. She watched him walk away and then she looked at her daughter, taking in every feature of her daughter. A single tear slid down the mom's face while she kissed Bella's forehead one last time. Suddenly, Isabelle's chest heaved and she shot straight up, puking out whatever the contents of her stomach acidated.The mom was so surprised and full of shock, "Honey!? Are you okay? Oh my god! DOCTOR!! I NEED A DOCTOR!!" She shouted.All of the commotion made her visitors return, crying and then turning into a mess, thanking the heavens that she was still alive."How is this possible?" One doctor asked.Another commanded, "Get this cleaned up stat!"Th
•Isabelle's POV•I was now permitted to go home and to take it easy, per the doctor's orders. I didn't plan on doing something extreme anyway, but being ordered around doesn't sit well with me.Today was Monday so it has been a total of five days that I've been hospitalized. I wish I could be with Jen & Jay, but I'm stuck "recovering." I mean technically I'm already recovered. They're just being overly cautious. While I was transported home, my parents set up a system for a neighbor to check up on me every once in a while, so that they could return to work. I'm not angry at them for that; somebody has to pay the bills, you know?I lied in bed all day; eating, watching tv, surfing the web, & sleeping. I did this Monday & Tuesday. Wednesday would be my last day at home because I'd be cleared to go back to school Thursday. On Wednesday, I didn't stay in bed all day; instead, I took a walk around the neighborhood a few times. I haven't been able to walk from home to school, so I haven't
Isabelle's POV After Lucian left, I felt awkward. I went upstairs to my room and my stomach started to feel eerie; it churned and growled, which seemed like it was upset.I know it wasn't that time of the month, yet I was head over the toilet, vomiting to my misery. I was shaking from the aftermath & a tad frightened. Once I thought it was over, I threw up again.This time I couldn't make it to the toilet and threw up in the sink. I looked at the vomit and vomited again, seeing the brown and red mixed with other colors such as yellow, orange, & pink. Was that blood? Oh my god!What the hell did I eat?! I was pretty sure I walked the food off. I concluded it must've been the meds I was on. Right on time when I was beginning to panic, my mom walked in.{~~Gruesome stuff ends here}"Honey, what's wrong? You look a little pale," she asked, coming forward to pat me on my back.I'd just finished cleaning the sink when I turned around to see my mom; I instantly let the tears flow."Mom, tha
Isabelle's POV I awoke from my dream, heart racing & pounding with fear. My alarm was blaring and my mom was beating on my door, yelling at me to wake up. That's right, today is the day I go back to school.I felt my throat and instinctively ran to my bathroom mirror; sure enough, there was a hand print around my neck. I guess I'd cover it up for today. What do I mean? I have to cover it up today. I rummaged through my closet to find a turtleneck or something. Of course, I'd look a little silly, but I'd just say it's for fashion. I planned to come up with an elaborate excuse later. Whyyyy!???Why today? Why does the reaper hate me so much? Why am I one who gets tormented by such a sicko? I couldn't even find a turtleneck, so I did the only thing I could think of. I grabbed a windbreaker & a scarf just in case. Now that I think about it, do I even own a turtleneck? I made myself laugh questioning such silly things.I was surprised to learn that my mom had snuck up on me, looking at
Isabelle's POV "For God's sake, you have to quit doing that!" He shouted at me."Well I don't do it on purpose & you don't have to shout! You're such an asshole; you were nice before school but now you have an attitude. Just stay away from me," I said.I rushed past him to go to Jason. I searched for him but I began to panic; the bell would ring any minute and I didn't want to be late. I had one other place that I thought he might be.And sure enough, he was there. "I figured you were here," I came upon him sitting at my hidden spot by my favorite tree."Well congrats. You found me," his voice was dripping in sarcasm."I didn't mean it how it sounded. I was just stunned," I slid down next to him, "I've never been asked to anything like that by someone with pure intentions so it came as a shock.""Really?" He asked.I nodded as an answer."But why?"I replied, "This is totally embarrassing to reveal to you but I'm not ashamed of it or anything so here goes," I waited for a moment bef
Isabelle's POV "You have a secret admirer?" He let go of my face.I replied, "Oh. Must not be you then. Just forget I mentioned it. We should really get going Jason."I began walking, leaving him a little behind but he soon caught up to me and held my hand. His large hand was so warm; even though they were a tad rough, they gave me a sense of something I don't know how to describe.We entered the library, heading for our sub to give her our tardy slips; she gave us the stink eye and told us to sit down. All eyes were on us and I couldn't help but to be frustrated. Why were they looking at us like that?And then, I thought about it. It was more than apparent.Guess what?Jason was still holding my hand.I retracted my hand from his hold which earned me a frustrated look from Jason; I shrugged it off and went to my seat. Approaching my table, Jason was right behind me. I whispered, "What are you doing?" "Isn't it obvious? I'm sitting with my girlfriend," he answered coolly.I didn't