Once out of the room, Isabelle closed the door and leaned against the wall. She was trembling violently. This reaction wasn’t the result of fear, it was the consequence of the anger and frustration she was feeling at that moment. Until a few days ago this reaction was always caused by her discussions with Shawn... And now, the arguments with her father had the same effect on her. Isabelle felt so tired of this constant humiliation on her father’s part, but she knew that she couldn’t continue arguing with him, that all this could lead him to have a stronger crisis or could lead to his… death.
After this last confrontation with him, Isabelle realized that her father will never be the same as before. His headaches had become more frequent, causing the man he had been until a few years ago to vanish completely. She remember
The hospital continued to be a place that kept sending chills down to Isabelle’s spine. The last time an ambulance had brought her father here, all their lives had been changed forever... and not for the better. At least, this time the situation was under control, as the paramedics had managed to stabilize Andrew after she had given him CPR. One of the paramedics had told her that by doing it, she was the one who had saved her father's life. Once they arrived in the emergency room, her father went through all the check-ups. Because of the fall down the stairs that Andrew had seven years ago, the doctors decided to do a CT, just to be sure that everything was alright. Dr. Jones, the neurologist who treated her father the night of his accident, was still working there and he was paged immediately. After asking Andrew a couple of routine questions, Dr. Jones left the patient under the
Isabelle closed her eyes and felt a cold shiver running down her spine. She remembered all the times she had asked her father to see a doctor about the headaches. Even now, she could hear his hateful words, his violent language against her and against Lucy."If he had come sooner to see me, maybe I could’ve done something." Dr. Jones got up too, walked towards her, and put his hand on her shoulder. “Dear girl, I may seem too harsh, but I have to tell you what’s going on. I don't want to give you false hope. I'm not that kind of person. You have to know that this tumor will take away your father and it would be pretty quick. But I promise you that I will do everything in my power to keep your father from suffering too much.” She looked at the doctor with eyes full of tears. She wa
Once they’ve got back to the ranch the next morning, Isabelle prepared Andrew's new room. After what happened lately, she had managed to convince her father to move into the guest room on the ground floor. It was still a big and comfortable room and was near the small sitting room that Andrew had the habit of using as his ‘office’, where he was planning the fate of the world. At this point, Isabelle was very convinced that all her father was doing in this room was to drink and to fantasize about things that would never happen. The rest of the week went away without too much stress. Strangely, her father behaved in a very… fatherly way and even his headaches seemed to have disappeared forever thanks to the new treatment prescribed by doctor Jones who kept in touch with her even after allowing Andrew to lea
She was still shaking when Billy came to get her, but Isabelle managed to control herself when she saw him enter the house to greet Andrew. Her father got up from his armchair and had come to say hello to him. He was once again normal, calm... pleasant even."Andrew, I'm going to bring Isabelle home at a reasonable hour," Billy promised him. He turned to Isabelle. "Shall we go, Belle?" Billy asked, offering her his arm to accompany her to the car. Isabelle nodded, and after she greeted her father, they both approached the car. Before opening the door, Billy looked at her tenderly, mesmerized once again by her beauty and sweetness. Her usual... cowgirl clothes disappeared and Isabelle was wearing an above-knee pale pink with some black lace dress, and a pair of pink pumps. Her beautiful hair was tight i
They returned to the car and got in, but Billy didn't start the car. He took a deep breath before continuing the story. What he remembered happened to Shawn was still fresh in his mind. Billy still remembered Shawn's despair, his pain, his unease about not knowing what had happened to his girlfriend. Isabelle wanted to know what had happened and waited in silence; she didn’t want to push Billy too much. He was a bit distraught, but she didn't have to wait too long to hear what happened next.“He found her all right. Jennifer was living in a bad neighborhood on the Paris peripheries, practically a dump, amongst drug dealers, addicts, pimps, and prostitutes. Her... prince charming had left her in a small, dirty room and, before leaving her, he took whatever he could sell or pawn... He had even left her without her passport. Jennifer was no longer the woman Shawn knew... she became a drug addict; she
Completely embarrassed, Isabelle blushed and avoided looking at him. She didn't want to talk about her with Billy, she didn't want to talk about herself, about her life. She didn’t want to reveal too much about the real Isabelle."I have no hidden talents, really," she answered. “I just taught myself foreign languages, art, but music has always been my main passion.”"You're too modest..." he added, smiling tenderly.“I'm not a genius, Billy, trust me on that!” Billy smiled at her again and took her soft yet firm hand in his and squeezed it. Isabelle felt nothing when Billy did that and she felt sad. Billy was so good to her, he listened to everything she told him, he didn't laugh at her, at her
At the end of the first part of the musical, Billy accompanied Isabelle into the lobby to get something to drink and to stretch her legs a little. Since there were enough people who had thought the same thing, Billy asked her to wait for him in a corner of the lobby. As she stood there, looking around, Isabelle saw Shawn coming towards her. Strangely, he was without Danielle, who was on the other side of the lobby, chatting happily with other people."It looks like it's going to rain tonight," he said softly, drinking the last drop of champagne.“Probably...” Isabelle replied looking out the window. That’s when she heard a rumble of thunder that startled her. Suddenly, Isabelle felt a shiver going through her body leaving her with a strange fe
Billy stopped the car on the side of the road, in a service area, and turned to her totally shocked by Isabelle's words. He was starting to understand now what he had read in her diary. Realizing what she had just told him, Isabelle covered her mouth with her hand.“Oh, Billy, please, don't mind me, I'm just very tired. He's my father, of course, he won't hurt me. Except that it scares me a lot when he’s very drunk,” she replied quickly. "Please don't pay attention to what I just said to you." He wanted to know more, but she was very scared right now and Billy decided to drive.“Don't worry, Belle... But it will be difficult to forget what you’ve told me. I would love to help you.”“For now,