Just Another Girl

Isabelle woke up to see Jacob standing in front of her.

"So your awake." Jacob was sitting on the other chair.

"Listen Jacob I didn't mean to hurt you it's just I will never stop loving them. You showing me that Chase was the man I died with and what happen to Dylan and Cole doesn't make me hate them."

"Why not, how can you be so nieve to believe they actually want you? If they do want you, you know you can't get away from them right?"

"I don't know I guess in my life I've known people that use me, and it doesn't feel like that. Maybe I am nieve, but I would rather by nieve than numb to the world. To see beauty in damaged things."

Jacob felt sorry for Isabelle she had been through so many terrible things in life he wanted to make her pain go away. "I'm sorry you can see beauty in this world. Still it will only hurt you time and time again I'm going to help you okay."

Jacob got up and grabbed his gun one bullet to her head and it would be all over she would finally be free.

Isabelle panicked she didn't want to die she wanted to tell them she loved them all of them. For who they were, but she might not get the chance to. "Why, why take my life even if it's crappy can't I make that decision for myself?"

Jacob looked at her with a sad expression "What are you twenty four?"

"Don't try to play games you know my actual age if you know everything else about me."

She was right and Jacob knew it "It doesn't matter if your 24 or 26 your still young to young to know what this world would do to you." Walking up to Isabelle he was ready to end her life when he got a phone call. "Sir but, yes Sir I understand."

"What you can't kill me." Isabelle's face turned up into a grin.

"No Isabelle I can't and I don't think you should be happy. Oliver knows they split up to look for you he wants to know where they would go."

"Why?!"

Jacob didn't say anything because he didn't need to it wasn't hard to figure Oliver out. When Oliver didn't get something he wanted or didn't like someone they died.

"He can't kill them I won't tell you where they are."

"Isabelle I know you think that, but this is my job and I promise you, you aren't stronger than me. Remember last time, now I really need to know where they are."

"You don't care about me. You never did your just a man playing in my emotions, and I'm just a girl nothing special to you."

"Your right but I don't want to have to resort to torture if I don't have to. I don't like to torture wounded animals."

"Well to fucking bad you will have to give it your all to get me to give them up, and even then I would die before that happened." Isabelle was struggling but couldn't escape she could live with a little torture. If she couldn't she didn't have anyright standing next to her alphas. She wanted them not to worry about her.

"I'm sorry that I'll have to break you Isabelle." Jacob went back to the table and grabbed a knife he knew he would have to carve the answers out of her. She was strong but not stronger than that.

"Don't use my name and I won't use yours we mean nothing to each other." Isabelle knew it was a childish thing to say but she was pissed off and scared. If she was going to die then he could at least do that.

"Fine sense its your last dying wish you will be just another women to me. Another job are you okay with that?"

Isabelle nodded her head and the game began who would break first?

The girl in the chair was just another girl he tortured and he was just another torturer. No history, no respect just a life and just a job. One the man would win. One that the man had to win or his own life would be on the line.

He scrapped the knife along her arm cutting it slowly letting her know at any point she could give in to let go, but the girl was strong. So she fought against it. The bad news though was that she knew she wouldn't last all night. She was already hurt she shut her eyes and concentrated on Chase, on Cole, and Dylan when a voice popped through. Isabelle I'm coming for you we are coming for you. The girl thought it was her mind playing tricks on her, but it gave her a new sense of strength that pushed her to open her eyes.

Her face was already bruised and bloody from the man's hands. She wanted to give up, but she knew that she couldn't, not while they were still out there. A smile formed on her face as she thought of them.

The heart throb, whose eyes made her blush, and automatically think of dirty things that would make her shiver. Then there was the one one most people called sadistic. Yes when she first met him, she could agree he had scared her. Everything about him made her body weary, but isn't that how people fall in love? When everything tells you to avoid a person, doesn't it make you intrigued, and want more?

Finally she thought of her lonely, tortured animal who kept everyone in line. Who never wanted to fall in love with her. To be honest she knew none of them wanted to, but life had other plans. Life likes to mess with people, you could either fight what life had planned, or go with the flow.

As her smile appeared a frown came from the guy in front of her. "What is so funny?" He questioned as he took a knife and traced it on her knee "Hmmm what is so funny?"

The petite woman, beautiful women sitting tied up only smiled more. It didn't matter that the man was stronger than her, nor did it matter that she might not make it out of this alive. All that mattered is that she held on just until they got there.

"You are." She started to laugh, "You think that by torturing me I will tell you anything, that I will give up those that I love? If so you are dead wrong."

His voice was never warm to begin with, but up until now there was a softness in his voice. Used to get most women to give him the information he wanted, but it turned cold and chilling.

Leaning up to speak in her ear he whispered "Most people I have tortured have said the same thing, and I have broken each and everyone of them. There is nothing special about you, you will break just like the rest." With those chilling words he quit messing around, and plunged the knife into her leg.

She did not scream, instead she closed her eyes begging that she could reach the voice in her head. Hoping they would come and save her. Right as the knife was pulled out to be used to make this young girl scream, both of them could hear the sound of bullets. Leaving two emotions in the room, one of satisfaction and happiness. The other one of terrior as he had kidnapped her.

What's wrong, worried?" The girl grinned through the pain.

"Not in the slightest." The man turned hiding his face from her.

Before he could think of what to do the door opened. It was not opened slowly, but so hard, and fast that if it had received anymore force the door would be off it's hinges. Standing in the doorway was a man with a red suit and brown hair. The man doing the torturing tried to take off only to turn back in horror, as the man turned into a wolf and ripped him to shreds.

She didn't know who stepped in the room, but she knew they were here for her, by the way the man screamed in agony. Her back was faced to the guest so all she could do was wait. Wait for him to save her, when he stepped in front of her, her heart melted.

"Chase." It was the only word she could muster with all the pain.

He cut through her restraints, and lifted her in his arms. "Isabelle stay with me baby, I'm here just stay awake." He begged but worry set in, as his women was growing unconscious in his arms.

He was finally here, finally here to save her, but was it to late? Maybe had she never fallen in love with him, or the others she wouldn't be on the edge of death.