I had known about Izzy's condition for days. I had known she was hurt.. clinging to life, but I couldn't bring myself to see her that way.. to know she wasn't okay.. after we had broken up things had been ugly. I had left her in the pouring rain, with him.. they had gotten back together. They even had a daughter nobody knew about. Not even me.. her fiance... the man she had promised forever too. She lied. But that didn't mean I hated her.. no.. I hated Dante. I hated him for stealing her from me. She wasn't his Lily anymore.. and yet.. he still swooped in and took what wasn't his and what did that get her?
A bullet to the head. That's what. He got her a possible life sentence in a bed, all because he was a selfish bastard. I came up to the front desk, asking for Isabella, they told me nobody was allowed to see her, outside family, so I lied. I swore up and down I was a family member and somehow they fell for it. They told me her room number and I headed there. When i got there I was stopped again.. which didn't surprise considering Isabella had always been important and in need of guards. I explained who I was but before he could shoo me away Dante showed up in the doorway. I wanted to beat his smug face in.
"He can come in.." He said, walking over to sit with her. I folded my arms over my chest, nodding to the guard with a smug satisfaction before I was let in and walked over toward her bed. She looked so small in a sea of white blankets.. she was small.. she had always been small.. but she was extra small. And weak.. she looked weak. And Isabella never looked weak before. "How did.." I said slowly, even though I knew how this happened. "She and I fought.. argued.. and she left and she went to a store and a man shot her.. without even thinking twice." I was surprised by how honest he was. Even with me. "Oh," I said, shifting uncomfortably on my feet.
"I see. What have the doctors said?" He looked back at me. "That she's getting better everyday. They've never seen someone recover so well from a gun shot to the head this fast." I found myself cracking a smile. "Isabella has always been strong." He turned his back to me, looking down at her. "Bianca.. that stage name isn't needed.." I rolled my eyes.
"I've always called her Isabella and I won't stop now." He looked back at me. "Why are you here? To argue with me? If not.. don't.. because Bianca would love to know you're here but I don't want to upset her." I stared at him oddly, wondering how a person in her condition could possibly get upset? She was basically dead to the world.. as awful as that sounded.. she was. "I'm not here to argue. I still love Isabella and I wanted to make sure she'd pull through. I could never turn my back completely on her. Not when something like this happens to her, especially when she's suppose to be in your care."