Tony

It had been almost a week since we all last saw Isabelle and TJ, they had agreed to permanently come with us on tour after Vic asked TJ. However they had to clear up some stuff back in Manchester first. TJ and Isabelle came to the agreement that they would carry on the business on the road, they sold the shop they owned to some old rich man desperate to start up his own restaurant.

Isabelle however had more than just a business to sort out, today was her grandmother's funeral. We all offered to go with her for moral support, but she denied all our offers...even TJ wasn't allowed to go. However we were all very cautious about her decision, each of us thinking she'd ditch the funeral and end up drinking herself into oblivion at the nearest bar.

After lots of shouting and deliberation, Isabelle finally agreed to have one of us drive her to and from the funeral. Just for our own piece of mind and that if she needed, one of us would be there if she suddenly wanted us to.

I was the one who offered to take Isabelle and currently we sat outside the cemetery waiting anxiously, each of us silent as we gazed upon the fresh pile of soil that was dug up this morning for the next plot. Isabelle shifted awkwardly in the leather black seat of my black Range Rover, her eyes transfixed to the black car parked stationary right outside the church doors.

Reaching over the console I gently laced my fingers with Isabelle's, she jumped slightly at the contact but smiled her painted red lips at me, but it was forced. The car was eerily silent until eventually Isabelle took one last huge breathe in and then released it, untangling our fingers quicker than they had joined. She stepped out of the car and smoothly ran her fingers down her black dress.

"Do...do I look alright Tony?"

"You look fine Isabelle, just give Vic a call okay if you need anything and he will come pick you up"

Isabelle nodded and bit her lip nervously, she straightened out her black blazer before she twisted the heel of her shoes into the gravel beneath them, she spoke quietly so I almost didn't catch what she had to say, her head stayed transfixed to the ground beneath her.

"Can you urm, pick me up please? It's just you're the only one who seems to really understand how I feel right now. No offence to the others"

My eyes widened in reply to her answer and she must have picked up on it, her cheeks flushed pink in colour and she shook her head to herself, as if she was almost telling herself off.

"Isabelle don't worry it's fine of course I'll pick you up. Told you I was a good listener though!"

Isabelle laughed at my attempt at being humorous and to hear her laugh, caused a goofy like grin to appear on my face. It was the first time I'd heard her laugh in weeks and this time I knew it wasn't forced. However it slowly disappeared and the expression on her face made it look like she felt guilty, guilty for laughing when it was a sad occasion.

"I better get going Tony, my family are all inside"

She said as she fiddled with her hair anxiously, her normally wavy blue hair was pulled up in a tight bun on top of her head, the odd curl falling down her face. Her make up she kept minimal, just the eye-liner and red lipstick stood out. Isabelle had said to me this morning she only did it to piss her parents off, her nan would have wanted her to.

"Alright see you later Isabelle"

She waved to me nervously before she turned her back and made a slow walk down towards the entrance. I sat in my Range Rover for a few minutes drumming my finger against the steering wheel, for some reason my stomach lurched and twisted into knots as I watched her. I wanted to protect her. My face contorted in confusion as I shook it off and started up the engine quickly, I didn't know this girl and she didn't know me, so why the hell did I feel like this so suddenly?

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"Belle where are you?"

I shouted running up the stairs to the the Thompson's house, reaching Izzy's room she was nowhere to be found but I made myself comfortable by jumping onto her bed. Suddenly I heard shouting from down the hall.

"I'm just in the bathroom but make yourself comfort-"

"Already have!"

I heard her laughter from down the hall and smiled at the gesture, it was her 17th birthday today and she had planned a huge house party and then have a sleepover at hers. However things were slightly different for me and Izzy now after my 17th, she dumped Max for starters after finding out he cheated on her, little did he know she also cheated on him...with me.

It's just that we never talked about it again, like she had permanently erased it from her memory completely. The next day she just left without a word and we just resumed back to being best friends, however the hugging and kisses on the cheek got less and less frequent. It hurt badly, not because she was ignoring the subject but because it felt like it meant nothing, meaningless. But to me it was so much more than just that, she was the girl I was in love with.

Every time I'd even try to bring up the subject or see something that reminded us of that night, Izzy would simply change the topic almost immediately or push in her earphones to block me out. I just found it easier in the end to bury my feelings deep down, healthy right I know? But she clearly didn't want a relationship out of it, so I had to accept that if she wouldn't talk to me or listen to me about it.

"Izzy come on don't you think you've had enough"

"Nopppppeeee"

She slurred as her chin fell off her palm for the seventh time as she desperately tried to hold it up. Laughing at my best friend I helped her off her kitchen stool which we were currently resided in, she looked really hot in the maroon dress she wore to match her hair, but I couldn't think like that.

"Here I know what will cheer you up, your birthday present!"

I replied and her head soon shoot up, her hands grabbing at her hair as she groaned as the amount of liquor she consumed made her head pound. I took out the small parcel that was in my Jean pocket and handed it to a dishelved Izzy. Her hazy blue eyes widened as she pealed off the wrapping.

"This was meant to be your 16th present, but I ugh never got round to giving it to you"

Dangling down from her fingers was a solid silver chain with the word T and I hanging from it. Her eyes locked onto the letters and I found her eyes filling up with water as she tried to hide it, blinking them away so to speak.

"Tony it's...I don't know what to say"

"It's to say I'm not going anywhere okay?"

She nodded and immediately unclasped the necklace and clasped it back round her neck, admiring it in the dim light she smirked before rummaging around in her bag.

"I went to the shopping centre a few weeks back and I saw something and had to make you one..."

She mumbled before handing me over a similar package to the one I just gave to her, delicately I opened the parcel and smirked when I saw what lay underneath it. It was the TMNT plectrum I gave her last year when she let me try to teach her how to play guitar, the plectrum was pierced at the top and lay on a silver chain similar to the one she just received.

Three hours later and everyone at the party was intoxicated to dangerously high levels, Izzy could barely stand up straight anymore and I knew it was getting out of control. However I knew I should stop it all right now, but I didn't. It was like some sort of twisted addiction watching everyone get fucked up and make fools out of themselves, it was my own source of entertainment.

Suddenly my vision was blocked when a girl from our school named Cassie stood before me, to say I didn't know her that well would be me point blank lying to you. After my 17th I hooked up a few times with Cassie, she wanted a relationship but I didn't. I wanted Isabelle, which was why I made sure every time I hooked up stupidly with Cassie, I made sure Izzy wasn't around.

I mean it's not like she would have cared, would she? She is the one that is ignoring the situation and besides I bet she has hooked up with other guys behind my back. It hurt that I wasn't with her, Cassie was nothing compared to Izzy no other girl would. But I wasn't Izzy's and she wasn't mine, so having a bit of fun isn't a crime as long as no one gets hurt.

"Hey Tone, wanna have a bit of fun?"

Cassie suggested seductively, her plumped up lips pouting in I guess was meant to be a flirtatious way, it just made her look like a duck but she was way too easy. I shock my head no, tonight was not that night especially not at Izzy's party. Cassie continued to pout but gave up eventually, searching for a member of the football team to work her charms on instead.

"Hey Izzy you want another...Oh shit sorry am I interrupting something?"

As I went to walk into the kitchen I was confronted with the scene of Max and Izzy together talking, both heads snapping towards me as I called out for Izzy. Max gave me a death glare, where Izzy just looked god damn infuriated, it was quiet the turn on.

"No Max here was just fucking leaving"

"Izzy please just hear me out, don't let this dick interrupt us. Just let me explain"

"Max back the fuck off and leave, you heard her"

I shouted as I stood firmly in between Izzy and Max, Izzy cowering behind my back and gripping onto my t shirt in defence.

"I wasn't talking to you Perry, I was talking to Izzy"

"Yeah and I want you to get the fuck out Max! You don't deserve the chance to explain"

"You heard her Max now fuck off!"

I snapped pushing him in the shoulder slightly, Max didn't react but his piercing grey eyes never left mine. He stared at me for seemed like hours before he shrugged his coat on, walking back towards the front door and out of the house.

"You'll regret that Perry, just you wait"

It was nearing Midnight now and the majority of the people had left pretty sharply, Izzy was crashed on the sofa and I didn't really want to move her. Instead I made my way upstairs and stripped down to just my boxers ready to crash in Izzy's room. Settling down underneath the covers I slowly began to drift to sleep, the only light illuminating the room came from the hallway.

Just as my eyes were about to shut, the door slowly creaked open and I felt the mattress dip as someone sat down on the bed beside me. Grinning I was about to turn around when I was confronted with Cassie, not Izzy like I thought it was.

"What the fuck are you doing here, I thought I told you I wasn't interested"

Before I could go any further she attacked my lips hungrily, she bit at my lip occasionally. I should have pushed her away immediately, this would all just end in meaningless sex because we all knew the only person I wanted to be doing this with was Izzy. Izzy! Her face flashed before my eyes and instantly a wave of guilt washed over me, roughly I pushed Cassie away from me, her teeth were still embedded into my lips though, the taste of blood instantly filling my mouth.

"Come on Tone don't try fighting it please, just this once"

She stripped of her top and mine throwing it on the floor, before she forced her lips back to connect with mine. This just can't be happening right now.

"Cassie....No....Just, Just fucking-"

"TONY! My grandpa's.....oh shit sorry didn't mean to interrupt"

Springing apart from Cassie I was confronted with a shocked Izzy standing right in the doorway, her hair was bushy and wild and her blue eyes looked red and puffy. Had she been crying? Before I could ask if she had she bolted from the door and out of the house, I couldn't find my shoes and would never be able to catch up. Cursing to myself I threw a punch at the wall, Izzy had a habit of running off when things all got too much, but what had happened this time?

Cassie left shortly after and I was the only one left in the Thompson household, I did think of calling her grandmother but she'd only panic if Izzy wasn't with her. Instead I just waited, waited for her to come back but she never did. Cleaning the rest of the house made me take my mind of it for a few minutes, in the kitchen I grabbed a broken beer bottle off the counter. However as I was about to dispose of it it slipped out of my grasp, snagging my wrist on the way down and leaving quiet a deep cut behind.

The scarlet liquid ran in quick spurts down my hand and for some reason I felt oddly warm, as if I was happy that I was bleeding quiet severely. It made me feel free, all my problems and worries in that precise moment just instantly disappeared. Dropping the bin bag to my feet I slid to the ground, leaning against the cupboards for support. Picking up the broken shard of glass, I flipped it over and over again in the fingers, before I could comprehend what was happening I took the blade and swiped just above the first cut, gently at first and not so deep. However as the warm sensation of my blood running down my arm, the cuts soon became deeper and deeper with each cut.

The last thing I remember before I blacked out that night, was the door opening and slamming loudly. I heard shuffling around the house and my name being called over and over, the footsteps eventually got closer before an ear piercing scream made my head hurt. The sound of mobile keys were heard and someone asking for help, however they kept screaming and crying and I couldn't understand why. I felt them kneel down beside me, shaking my body desperately. I couldn't see the person because my eyes had grew heavy a long while ago.

"Don't you dare leave me Tony Perry, don't you fucking dare. I may hate you so much right now because you were going to fuck that whore, but don't you dare leave me you promised me. First my grandpa and now it's going to be you too, you fucking idiot!"

They screamed and cried again only this time it seemed to be getting drowned out, whoever it was they must have been screaming until the police and ambulance arrived and that's all I remembered of that night, because after that...everything went black.
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"Hey Isabelle, how was it?"

I asked cautiously as she got into my car, she nodded her head in response but that was all. Her baby blue eyes were red raw from obvious crying. I quickly turned on the stereo so it wasn't so silent between the two of us, out of my peripheral I noticed Isabelle fiddling with a necklace in between her fingernails.

"What you playing with?"

"Oh it's nothing -"

Isabelle suddenly jumped when I mentioned the necklace, she tucked it out of view behind her black dress.

"It was something I got given a long time ago"

"You mind if I see it?"

"I suppose not"

She untucked the necklace again and there lying on a silver chain was the letter I, I chuckled to myself.

"I gave a friend a necklace like that once, it had two letters on it though"

"This did used to have two letters on it, me and my friend's name that is. I gave him a necklace back in return"

That was when it all clicked into place in my head, my chest tightened dramatically and I found it increasingly hard to breathe. Gripping the steering wheel in response I desperately tried to avoid crashing. Quickly I tugged down my left sleeve to hide my old scars, suddenly aware of who was in the car besides me. I mean her hair had changed dramatically and I totally didn't click it was her, but I mean she was still the same girl I knew. She was still my Izzy.

"I actually gave him a necklace with a plectrum on it, it had his favourite cartoon -"

"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?"

I interrupted as I pulled the chain from behind my vest top, the TMNT plectrum dangling in the sunlight. Isabelle's head snapped up at the interruption but her eyes grew wide when she spotted the necklace in my hand.

"Stop the fucking car now Tony!"

Notes

Sorry this was so bloody long chapter wise, I just had loads to write. If you read it all your stars!

So Tony and Isabelle realised who each other were. Plus a little bit more from their teenage years :3

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