Chapter Twenty

Sebastian's head stayed dropped between his shoulders. He stood there silently, almost as if the world didn't exist around him. He never saw Isabell.

Her heart was pounding in her throat and shivers crawled down her body. She ran from the cemetery, her legs were trembling but she dragged them, she dragged and forced her steps to rush into the car.

For moments her brain wasn't sure what it was doing, all the tears were shed and she managed to stop them from sprouting anymore, to stay quiet, not to cry and all her eyes could see was the road in front of her. Her head shook from left to right stunned, disbelief grasping her and without thinking, she drove the car to a large mansion

She had been there before.

The emotions she felt at last time were range and irritation and now they were exactly opposite, it was fear and grief that were tearing her apart

Isabell rang the bell, she breathed for the first time in the entire last hour, and the door was opened by the maid "Is Mr. Conner home?" She asked, her words coming out faster similar to her breaths "Yes, Mam. He is upstairs" She replied, without asking further questions Isabell took the stairs and the time she remembered being there was when she stopped at the door of his room. She looked around, her mind was destroyed, not working in her favor. Isabell stared at the door for some moment still trying to get her breath back to normal and then she opened the door. Mr. Conner was still on the bed staring at the big window on the side wall, he was sitting in the same place as the last time she visited

"Good morning, Mr. Conner" She greeted and deeply breathed "What a pleasant surprise it is," He said sitting further up with a bright smile "I'm sorry for visiting unannounced," She said, her face still pale "Is everything okay?" She was unable to reply "Take a seat" He pointed at a chair beside her and she did as he ordered

"How are you feeling now, Mr. Conner?" She asked, trying to stretch her lips wider "I am better than before" He replied while nodding "I- I want-" She got silent "Is there anything you want to say?" he asked, Isabell nodded, and she inhaled

"I have a question to ask, Sir"

"Related to Law?" She moved her head from left to right.

"Related to Sebastian" she halted her words "I- I mean Mr. Lightwood" Mr. Conner laughed out loud at her words and her eyes moved at him

"Did I say something wrong?" Isabell looked puzzled by the sudden laugh

"No no, actually" his head rested on the bed frame "I knew that you can't hate him for long" The professor laughed again "That's how this boy is, if you take two steps to understand him he will come running towards you," He said, she felt the words and her feelings came to her again

this could be true but that's not what I want to discuss. I want to know about it I swear I do but right now I have something important and I can't interrupt your talking because that's called bad manners but I still want to know about him and I don't want to know anything at the same time

"Anyhow, what do you want to talk about him?" He read her eyes, Isabell took a deep breath again "Last time, when I visited, you mentioned a traumatic experience Mr. Lightwood had" He stared at Isabell with uncertainty "I'm not sure why you want to know about it" 

"I'm sorry If I'm rude but I can not tell you the reason right now, Sir" Isabell narrowed her eyes and stayed silent hoping to get away without any explanation. He ran a hand through his silver hair "Okay I trust you with it" Relief relaxed the tense muscles of her face

"Thank you, sir" She bent her head adding intensity to her gratitude

"I do not know the details about how it happened But last year Sebastian lost his sister, he was so close to his sister. That kid behaved as if he would manage to bear it alone but with time it made him worse" Isabell squeezed her eyes, She wanted to yell the feelings out, she wanted her ears to get mute by her shouts and become unable to hear anything "Her sister was Murdered to be exact"

Isabell felt as if someone had punched her in the stomach so hard and dispersed it apart in her

"By an- any chance was her name, her name Emily?" His brows lifted in wonder at her words "Yes, it was her name, Emily, Emily Lightwood"

That's it Isabell is done with her life there is no means of searching for apologies on Google it's time for me to look for a reliable source of dying

She wasn't laughing nor was she trying to be funny but a near-death experience was what her breaking body was going through

"Thank you, Mr. Conner. I'll be leaving now" She said standing up in a flash and ending the visit. The professor looked at her in shock and worry

"You should stay for lunch at least" he offered and Isabell was already at the door "Maybe next time" She rejected it again

"As it suits you" he replied with a warm smile

"Take care, sir" She bent her head in respect "Take care" and she was gone, closing the door behind

No matter how many times she tried to keep herself normal, everything around her was moving. It spun so fast as if the morphine from last time was still somewhere active in her body. Maybe it was her mind, blank, blasting, wrenching her body, and reflecting on her surroundings.

She left the house running

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She drove, barely managing to keep herself together. If it wasn't for the hard grip on the steering from her hands, she would have smashed the car into something

The moment Isabell reached home, she rushed to her room. She shut the door and stood supporting herself, her head moving to the sides still declining to believe what just happened. There were no tears in her body, her face stayed emotionless, her body still shaking. Isabell moved forward, her feet stopped at the table and in a second the recorder appeared in her hand. She gave it a thought and then another one but still, she decided to play a note from it and she dropped to the floor

Emily: 'Thank you for helping me with this one too, Bella

Isabell: 'I would still advise you to not go there'

Emily: 'We have already discussed it and please please don't fight me. I'm in a good mood right now, like really really good'

Isabell: 'Yeah good mood to record a last message'

Emily: 'Don't roll your eyes at me like that, Bella'

Isabell: 'Whatever. Tell me when you're ready'

Emily: 'I'm really ready right now'

Isabell: 'I can't believe someone could be this excited about death wishes'

Emily: 'Well you can believe it now. Like that, someone is right in front of your eyes'

Isabell: 'Seriously, Emily? You can laugh right now? Can you please don't do it you know it's way too dangerous and—'

Emily: 'So are we starting now? Okay I've so many people to talk to'

Isabell: 'Suit yourself, you are not going to listen to me anyway'

Emily: 'Haha! Exactly. Okay so I'll start with Max'

Isabell: 'That douchebag?'

Emily: 'Yeah that douchebag. Well, I know, like I really really do that he is the reason it all started but I don't doubt his intentions. He was just trying to help me and this all happened, he indeed made me take the drug at first but I was the one to keep asking for more and never listening tohim'

Isabell: 'But this doesn't make him better, Emily. It's still his fault'

Emily: 'Yeah, I know I know. It's his fault but I don't hate him, besides you. I don't know how to put it but to be honest I only had one friend and it was Max. I can affirm that he has done way too many good things for me and I can never ignore that so, Max, if you hear this clip I want you to know that I forgive you and you are still a good person. Maybe we all break down to bad things at our worst and do something we don't want to. Obviously, every one of us needs some fixing and I swear you'll be fixed in no time. So all I need you to know is that I don't hold any grudge against you. And thank you—

Isabell: 'For putting me in this mess?'

Emily: 'I told you—'

Isabell: 'Whatever, continue'

Emily: 'Don't whatever, Bella'

Isabell: 'Whatever, continue'

Emily: 'Ahhh, you are— okay okay– no bad moods. So, umm secondly, And secondly, Spy—'

Isabell: 'Spy? The Cerulean from Throne Of Demon'

Emily: 'Haha, yeahhim'

Isabell: 'Woah Emily'

Emily: 'I sound crazy right?'

Isabell: 'You sound crazier than usual'

Emily: 'Oh! I- I mean I won't take offense right now.

Isabell: 'Believe me I won't let you'

Emily: 'You are getting hard to deal with, Bella'

Isabell: 'Look who is saying'

Emily: 'Yeah so where was I?'

Isabell: 'Cerulean'

Emily: 'Oh, yeah Spy. Okay, so I know Spy is a criminal and I know he is trapped in that damn illegal work but he doesn't have a choice. Like he is the weakest and he tortured me the least. Like Spy can't even slap a person so his way of giving punishments is by increasing their dose which as I told you before, makes you fall asleep or leaves you unconscious sometimes and that's it, no blood, no pain, a bit of suffering'

Isabell: 'That does not sound like a Throne Of Demon thing'

Emily: 'Exactly! He is an almost like a bit good person'

Isabell: 'But if he is an okay person then what the heck is he doing in there?'

Emily: 'I told you, he doesn't have a choice, Bella. Actually, Spy is the one who brings orders, he is powerful not in a way of being good at saving himself from trouble but powerful enough at saving all of them from trouble because of his connections. But the only reason of him not using that power in his favor is because Knight controls him like even if he wants to leave the club he will blackmail him with the worst possible things'

Isabell: 'Okay, like okay but how do you know all this?"

Emily: 'Surprising?'

Isabell: 'Very much actually'

Emily: 'Hah, Do you remember I told you about someone covering up for me in the starting weeks?

Isabell: 'Yeah, so it- it was Spy?'

Emily: 'I am almost sure it was. Like I don't know for sure why he did all of it but Spy always involved him when something comes to me. He would manipulate his own members for me, make excuses in my place, and then he- he always came back to me with bruises all over his body because- that freaking Knight beat him for that.

Whenever like whenever it was his turn to punish me and inject Morphine in me, he never left my side like never so that no one could do anything to me, he did everything in my power to save me but then something, something bad- something happened—'

Isabell: 'Something?'

Emily: 'Don't know but once all four key members broke up in a fight in front of the entire club and after that day he stopped coming to me, he never even looked at me, ignored me like I didn't exist, like I was never standing in front of him. Maybe- probably Knight did something to him and he got afraid'

Isabell: 'It feels messed up but Do you realize how much of a good person you are trying to make him?'

Emily: 'No he is not entirely a good person, like obviously no matter what the reason is but someone involved with drugs and torcher can't pass for a good person'

Isabell: 'Well.. That's absolutely right'

Emily: 'Hmm, When everything is over and If we succeed, I do want him to get punished for what he did but maybe I want his sentence to be lesser than others or maybe help him a little'

Isabell: 'I'll try to assist you with that. But did you feel it, Emily?'

Emily: 'Feel what?"

Isabell: 'You are talking a grown-up'

Emily: 'Because I'm a grown-up, Bella'

Isabell: 'Hah, obviously no, you're not, kid'

Emily: 'I am twenty, Bella. Twenty

Isabell: 'Haha, okay, okay, twenty kid'

Emily: 'Ahh! I swear if I wasn't running out of time I would have fought a war with you here'

Isabell: 'No comment on that one'

Emily: 'Of course. Anyway I got two more people to record messages for

Isabell: 'Two? I thought your brother was left only'

Emily: 'Yeah my brother and someone in front of me too'

Isabell: 'Me?'

Emily: 'Nah! The ghost behind you passes a flying kiss to me'

Isabell: 'Huh?'

Emily: 'I can't believe you, you are looking back. Of course, it's you, Bella'

Isabell: 'Oh'

Emily: 'Haha'

Isabell: 'So you want me to hide somewhere or you gonna curse me in my face?'

Emily: 'You know it's highly inappropriate to curse someone in their face'

Isabell: 'So you want me to hide?'

Emily: 'Oh, Bella! Of course not and of course I'm not going to say anything here

Isabell: 'So you gonna tell it to the ghost'

Emily: 'Of course, yeah, please give us some privacy'

Isabell: 'Going'

Emily: 'Sit down and stop making fun of me!'

Isabell: 'Sure, Twently kid'

Emily: 'Ahh– okay, I'll write you a letter'

Isabell: 'Yeah?'

Emily: 'Yeah'

Isabell: 'Sorry but I am not----'

Emily: 'Oh Shut up, Bella'

Isabell could listen to her voice for as long as her mind could fight it and it didn't matter if everything in front of her got dissolved into a watery mist. But right in the moment her cell phone was disturbing her again and again so she paused the clip, walked towards her bed, and picked it up after ignoring it for the last three times.

As soon as Isabell unlocked the phone her face went paler than it ever was

Unknown: Hey, Isabell.

Even if the number wasn't saved in her cell phone, she could guess the person from those two words and the perfect punctuation

Unknown: It's Sebastian.

Unknown: I got your number from the list and I'm sorry for messaging you like this

Unknown: I was just wondering if you are feeling better now.

There was no way Isabell was going to reply to Sebastian and she dropped her phone back to the bed and did the same to herself. Her eyes closed, she stopped her breaths as it was causing her to make an effort and she never had the energy for them. Rolling into her dusty rose blanket her eyes filled with tears as her brain was unable to progress.

What should I do now?

I was barely managing to stay with him,

I failed to hate him

And now

This feeling

When I want to stay with him

Everything is going to rip apart

What should I do, Isabell?

I want to stay with him

She stayed locked in her self-made prison. Isabell didn't know how she was ever going to face Sebastian again, and telling him how she knew his sister and how she couldn't protect her was no less than a nightmare to her. So she stayed glued to her bed and cried till she fell asleep

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The leaves of trees rustled in silence. The warm breeze moved slowly around them. A person strolled in the center of a rotten building entangled in vines. The boy moved left to right taking slow but with strong steps, the wrath of his presence screamed in the hall. No one was there but the three guys, standing right in front of him, facing towards the floor, hands crossed at the back. Two of them looked similar in age and the bulky one appeared to be older

The man in a black mask paused his steps in front of a large man standing in the middle "Would you hand me your babies?" He said to the man on the left of Giant, even though his tune seemed friendly Lethal's hands shivered, and they lifted, giving him his knives

"You are good with those hands?" Knight complimented but he never responded neither did he move his lips. He took a deep breath continuing to take vigorous steps "How much did you drink last night, Spy" He asked the boy on the right big man,

"I- I didn't I–" A shout crashed through his voice

"HOW MUCH YOU DRINK IN THE MEMORY OF THAT FREAKING GIRL LAST FUCKING NIGHT THAT MADE YOU LOSE ALL OF YOUR FREAKING SENSES?" Hush occupied every corner of the building after the scream, Spy's lips vibrated but they never made a sound.

The hand of Knight lifted, making Spy turn rigid at his spot, it moved to the neck and Knight clenched his finger at his collar.

"YOU IMBECILE!" he thundered "Do you understand the consequences of this shitty obsession of yours on that dead bitch?" Spy's teeth stopped knocking into each other, his stare went intense, nostrils flatter as fury etched across his face over his words

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STARING AT?"

Knight's frustration crossed from stability, eyes narrower, hand tightened and without giving him a warning, he lashed out, delivering a punishing blow on his face and he released Spy's collar. His steps yanked his body and eventually, they made him collide with the floor.

Spy didn't yell when his head smashed to the floor, never said a word, never cried out or made a sound even when his lips started to bleed. His head rested on the floor, breaths steady and his eyes closed, filled with regret

"FUCKING COWARD"

Knight screamed at him again and again and then he moved to the next person "You" He dragged his hand forward, setting it on Giant's shaking shoulder "Maybe I should cut some of this damn thing" His teeth appeared when he set the knife over his belly "So you won't have to eat every freaking thing present. Maybe then your mind will work and look around to notice the freaking problems" his intense grip made the knife to poke in Giant's belly, he tried to say something but the moment he opened his mouth Knight thrashed the blade in, cutting through his abdomen. "FUCK!" He groaned

The green shirt started to change color as the blood spread all around it slowly, his eyes smashed into each other, and trembling hands tried to press the wound in between the knife but Knight pulled it back. The moment the blade was out of Giant's belly, he dropped to his knees,

"I am sorry, Alpha. It was my fault, I- I didn't notice them. I swear- I swear it will never happen again. I swear" He rubbed his hands together in front of him, pleading for mercy "You better fucking don't, or next time it'll cut through that barely showing neck of yours" He snorted "It won't. It won't" he kept shivering and he left him like that

The Knight edged towards the other end

"Two mistakes in one night?" He said. Lethal shifted his gaze at him. He stayed quiet for a long moment and then his lips parted "I couldn't see it, the boy was so weak. He couldn't take even three hits" Even though his hands were trembling with anxiety, Lethal kept his complexion straight "Weak right" Knight laughed making Lethal relax "Yeah, very—" he was in the middle of his sentence when Knight ruthlessly attacked Lethal

Knight plunged his knife into one of his eyes, it rugged in fading his eye away with the stuck dagger

"YOU BLOODY FOOL!" Lethal roared, he suddenly got blind, his head spinning from the impossibility of the situation and he collapsed on the floor too, blood sprouting as a shower from his eyes, flowing down around, he pressed his fingers hard on his eye, "FUCK!" His legs thrashed against the floor roaring in pain

"You shouldn't have them attached to your damn face if you couldn't see killing a person," he explained.

"YOU SON OF A BI—"

"Remember on thing, You Idiots! If the higher club finds about it, you would be the one to have blame" Knight breathed angrily "You all better fix this mess you created and bring their identities to me or I'm going to murder each of you with my bare hands!" The wrath of Knight manifested in tense muscles, gritting his teeth with heavy breaths he ordered.

Shivers passed down their spines. Spy and Giant shook from fear looking at Lethal's howls shaking the entire building, throat yelling, cursing his body rolling off the floor when the blade stayed in his eye.