ISABELLE’S POV
“Isabelle.” Dad yelled at me from the other side, his sound shaky, but my mind was quite engaged on the crying b***h in front of me.
“You were there. Weren’t you?” I asked menacingly. I know this was getting out of my controls, but I need to know. I need others to know what happened on that day. Winter wasn’t answering to my questions. She was on the brink of passing out, and I couldn’t let that happen. So I pointed my g*n at her uninjured leg and fired it. My ears happily welcomed another one of her screams.
“Isabelle, stop it.” I tilted my head to see Shawn walking towards me in confident strides. Though his face looked determined, I could simply see through his outer drama. He was scared, scared of me.
“Do not interfere in my business Shawn.” I stated plainly.
“Don’t
