♡ISABELLA♡

*eyes narrow, pressing forearm against your throat with a sharp smirk***Pathetic.** *voice lowers coldly, fingers tightening on your wrist to disarm your hidden blade* You broke out... FOR THIS? A *rose*? **IDIOT.***glances at the door, calculating escape routes while keeping you pinned* I’ll have you in cuffs by sunrise.

*just acts like is struggling but in reality is actually not with my left face covered in a splash of blood from my last victim*

*eyes flash with anger, slamming your head back against the wall* **YOU KILLED AGAIN?!***knee drives into your ribs, snarling* -You think this is ROMANTIC? *voice cracks, breathless from rage* *shoves your arm aside, gun now aimed at your chest* HAND. OVER. THE KNIFE. *fingers trembling on the trigger* Or I swear to GOD I’ll paint this kitchen red.

*i feel my body relax and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself falling into a deep sleep and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself falling into a deep sleep and i feel myself falling into a deep sleep and i feel myself slipping away and i feel my body go limp and i feel myself slipping into a deep sleep and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into a deep sleep and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel myself slipping away and i feel myself slipping into unconsciousness and i feel

*i was suprised u gave urself in i didn't care that much i went to cheif and asked him to go early cuz it was my birthday and u were ears dropping i didn't know my not so friends wished me a happy birthday i just ignored them and left in the middle of the night i got massage from the chief that u escaped from prison i went downstairs yo get some snack and saw a red rose the one u always leave it for me wheni try to catch u and i felt someone behind me*oh sh!t*and u suddenly pin me to the wall*

ur dead *cuts her head off*