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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2010 20:21:04 GMT 2
Nate lifted his gaze looking up at her he shook his head "No they wont" He stated with a shake of his head "And if they do, ill find them"He shook his head and looked over at all the pictures he had of them.
"You see Faye is a person of habbit, shes strong, she wont run"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2010 20:24:29 GMT 2
"What do you want me to do? Pay her a visit?" Isabelle smiled. She doubted that the Perez's would actually hang around for too much longer, but Doc was the boss, so she would go with what he said.
"Or Leon? I could play little Christian for him. And then when he least expects it--" Isabelle drew her finger across her bruised throat. "A nice and slow death."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2010 20:28:51 GMT 2
Nate lifted his gaze, and raised a brow, with a smirk he nodded, gesturing with his finger he motioned for her to come closer to him.
"I want him alive"He stated with a shake of his head "ANd Isabelle, ill know if you betraye me"He stated he had eyes everywhere and at the first sign of her betraying him he'd kill her, only this time it would be nice and slow, a speciality of his.
"But i want Faye afraid, i want her to realize thats she nothing but a cheep worthless whore"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2010 20:36:14 GMT 2
Isabelle placed both of her palms on his desk and looked at him. "The thought of betrayal never crossed my mind." She leaned across the desk and kissed him. She ran her fingernail across his forehead and down to his cheek; she sliced it quickly, leaving a thin scratch that drew blood. She winked and turned.
"Consider it done. I should be back within a couple hours. Don't miss me too much."
And with that, Isabelle was out the door and heading outside. She figured he didn't want her to take the 4x4 since it had already been seen by the cops, so she opted for a two-door Jeep Wrangler. She knew the way to Faye's house, but she didn't stop there. She stopped a few blocks away and walked there. It was dark out, which was the perfect setting for Isabelle's plan.
There had been a ski-mask in the Jeep, which Isabelle had taken and pulled on her face. She knew that Faye would know who she was, but it would still work for intimidation purposes. Isabelle had also thought to take her knife before she left. As far as Isabelle could tell, Faye was home. Good.
She walked up to the front door. Instead of knocking though, she raised her foot and kicked it in. Isabelle may be small, but she was a powerful woman. The door just about fell off it's hinges. She stormed into the house and looked around for Faye, knife in hand. She wouldn't kill her, but she would do some damage.
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Post by Faye Perez on Aug 6, 2010 20:46:49 GMT 2
Faye jumped up from her place on the sofa, she had been dozing having told JAck she'd join him in bed soon but hadnt had the heart to do so, she couldnt close her eyes, there was just to many memories thretening to come to the surface.
With wide eyes she took in the figure in front of her, eyes wide with panic as she scrambled backwards, trying to reach her phone, words failed her, as she attempted to scream and aleart Jack.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2010 21:04:09 GMT 2
Isabelle rushed forward and clapped her hand over Faye's mouth. "Scream and you die."
Isabelle smiled beneath the mask. She didn't care if Jack was in the house; Doc had said nothing about not killing him. And it wouldn't bother. She didn't know they guy, which would make killing him even more fun. She roughly shoved Faye against the wall, the knife pressed to her throat.
"Now, listen to me. I know you and Christian had a thing, but that's all over now. Christian is gone." Isabelle laughed. "Anyway...I'm not here to kill you. But if you're boyfriend tries anything, I'll have to kill you both."
Isabelle glanced back at the closed bedroom door, and when she was satisfied, she pulled the knife off of Faye's throat. There was a little trickle of blood.
"Aww, I'm sorry. Did that hurt?" Isabelle mocked. "A certain friend of mine isn't very happy with you, little miss Faye. He's actually very upset with both you and your brother. He doesn't like to be upset. But he wouldn't let me kill you. So you're very lucky tonight."
Isabelle ran the tip of the blade across Faye's arm, and it left a scratch. Isabelle smirked. "My friend wanted me to let you know that you're nothing but a whore to him. I believe his exact words were 'cheap' and 'worthless'. And I agree with him. I barely know you, but I think you're just a slut who can't control her emotions. A slut who was afraid to get pushed around and manhandled."
Isabelle chuckled. "You're weak. But you don't need me to tell you that. If you were strong, you wouldn't have went running back to whatever the hell his name is. You would have stuck through it." She sighed and turned towards the door. She had gotten her point across, and didn't feel like lingering any longer. "My friend doesn't think you'll leave town, but I do. My advice is don't. We'll find you. And then everything will be twice as worse as it is now."
Isabelle walked out the door and down the steps casually. As soon as she hit the ground, she broke into an all out run. She couldn't risk the boyfriend following after her. She ripped the mask off and let it fall to the ground. So what if they found it? The FBI already had her DNA, so it would do them no good. She climbed into the Jeep and drove away.
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Post by Faye Perez on Aug 6, 2010 21:09:04 GMT 2
Faye furrowed her brow, Chris, shaking her head she fought back the pain and anger, and fear, her eyes locked onto her, shaking her head she swallowed, falling to the floor when she was gone, drawing her knees to her chest, she stared at the door in which she had left, what the hell was going on, who had she pissed of, it couldnt be Tristan could it, he was gone, out of her life for good.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2010 21:14:03 GMT 2
Isabelle arrived back at the safe house an hour later. She had drove around in circles, making sure she had lost anybody that might have followed her. She parked the Jeep and headed back upstairs to Doc's office. She knocked on the door and waited for him to answer.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2010 22:24:12 GMT 2
Nate looked up from the money he was counting, he had brought in quite a sum since he had arrived in LA. "Come in"He stated, when he saw Isabelle walking in he smirked, looking her up and down.
"You did quite a job" His man who was watching the house had phoned him the second that Isabelle had left, leaving evidence behind as well, if things went south he could pin all of this on her.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Aug 6, 2010 23:14:14 GMT 2
Jack rushed downstairs in his boxers when he heard all the commotion, but was apparently too late when he heard a car drive off. He ran to the kicked in door and realized the only car on their drive-way was Faye's, far too slow to even try and pursue whoever was in that jeep.
He turned back inside, his eyes landing on Faye curled up against the wall and within second he was by her side, taking her face in to his hands. "Holy shit. What happened?"
He tilted her head a little, assessing the small cut on her throat, then the slightly larger one on her arm and his blood started to boil. This was the second time an attack on Faye happened practically right under his nose and he once again wasn't there to prevent it. "I swear to god, whoever's doing this, I'm gonna rip his throat out myself."
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Post by Faye Perez on Aug 6, 2010 23:36:24 GMT 2
Faye trembled agasint him, she was still sore from earlier that day and now this, letting out a shaky breath she fell agasint him, her head resting agasint his shoulder. "Jack it was Chris" She muttered into his chest, her tears soaking his skin.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Aug 6, 2010 23:53:56 GMT 2
Jack wrapped his arms around her in a tight and protective hug while he furrowed his brow. "Chris?" At first the name didn't ring any bells, until he remembered the knock-out new neighbor from the fort. "What, her? Why would she do this? How even?"
It was safe to say Faye's answer confused the shit out of him. He'd only seen Chris for just a couple of seconds when he came to tell Brian he was back, but she didn't seem... psycho?
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2010 2:27:17 GMT 2
"Of course I did. And her man was there the whole time." Isabelle laughed. "So now what? I scared the little bitch and she know's she's a whore."
Isabelle sat in the chair and glanced at Doc. She barely knew him, but she loved everything about him. He was smart and dangerous; a deadly, yet sexy, combination. And then he was abusive; she really loved that about him. She smiled at him before looking away. The knife was in her hands, and she was twirling it around.
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Post by Faye Perez on Aug 7, 2010 13:01:22 GMT 2
Faye shook her head as she trembled agaisnt her "I dont know"She whispered, she let out a shaky breath, nothing made sense, and she hated it, she didnt like feeling like this, she had never wanted to get back to this place in her life, yet here she was, a trembling mess, full of fear.
"Jack im afraid"She muttered agasint his chest, so low she didnt know if he would have heard her or not.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2010 13:04:38 GMT 2
Nate eyed the knife in her heard, his gaze following it as she expertly twirled it between her fingers. He had done his reserch on her, knew every little detail about her, and it intreiguied him, she was just as cold hearted as he was, the only difference was he was controled, she wasnt. Shaking his head he took her head, lifting a brow he smirked, before continueing to count the money in front of him. ONce done he moved over towards her, sitting in front of her on top of the desk.
"Now we leave her" He stated with a nod, it always worked, get them to be so afraid and then lure them into a false sense of security.
"We let her think its over and then we strike" He smirked, it was going to be so fun watching her cower. "I'll have one of my men tail her everywhere she goes, she'll get so parinod"
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Aug 7, 2010 15:07:38 GMT 2
Jack nodded, placing a kiss on top of her head while he brushed a hand through her hair. "It'll be ok." He mumbled though he wasn't too sure about that. The attacks were becoming more frequent and vicious, not to mention weirder with Chris apparently being behind this one.
He stood up, at the same time helping her up while he still held her in the hug. "Maybe we should take up that cop's advice and consider leaving town. The fort ain't safe either like this...Do you want me to call Brian or.." He sounded slightly more annoyed at the next suggestion. Those damn pigs had been so useless these past couple of days. "..should I call the cops again?"
He looked at her, searching her face for what she wanted cause he sure as hell didn't know what the fuck he was supposed to do now.
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Post by Faye Perez on Aug 7, 2010 15:14:05 GMT 2
Faye lifted resting agasint Jack, she bit her lip listening to what he was saying, leaving town, it sounded so simple, so perfect, yet Chris had said she would be found even if she did, so was there any point, should she really leave. Shaking her head she pulled away from Jack.
"No, im not running Jack"She looked him in the eye trying to convey everything she was feeling but knowing that she couldnt. "I cant run again, i hate feeling like this"She whispered, letting out a breath she heard him ask if he should call Brian or the cops, with a small smile, she shook her head at both questions.
"No, its late, they'll be asleep"She whispered, "Can we just go to bed"She questioned looking up at him through heavy lidded eyes, "we'll deal with this in the morning"
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Aug 7, 2010 15:57:50 GMT 2
Jack furrowed his brow at her answer. "Are you sure?" He looked her over for a moment longer. She looked tired and defeated and even though his gut told him to do otherwise, take her out of here, he finally hesitantly nodded in agreement. "Ok, if that's what you want.."
He looked at the damaged door, before turning back to Faye and gave her a small smile. "I could stay downstairs, though, if it makes you feel safer. Keep an eye on things."
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Post by Faye Perez on Aug 7, 2010 16:01:47 GMT 2
Faye shook her head, all but clinging to his arm "No"SHe shook her head again, there was no way in hell she wanted to be alone in the bedroom.
"Please just come to bed"She whispered looking up at him, licking her lips, she didnt want to be alone, she didnt think she'd get any sleep either way, but with Jack there at least she would feel safer, if she had been with him, upstairs in the first place none of this would have happened.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Aug 7, 2010 17:14:42 GMT 2
Jack wrapped his arms around her again when she clung on to him the way she did. "Ok, whatever you want." He mumbled in to her hair before he lead her up the stairs toward the bedroom.
He waited until she laid down in bed before he moved to the closet and grabbed a 9 mm he'd illegally bought from some guy's trunk a long time ago out of the way back of one of his drawers. He'd never used it, never even told Brian or anyone for that matter that he had it, hell, he'd forgotten about the thing himself until now, but it was safe to say he'd be happy to finally break it in if needed.
He slipped the gun under his pillow before he sat down on his side of the bed and let out a sigh. This was going to be another long ass night.
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