CAS: Chapter 49-FearA 15 year old Isabelle was in the woods looking for Thomas. She knew one of the town boys, Jesse, gave him a hard time earlier, him and his gang throwing rocks at him. She hopes he's OK.
She noticed the abandoned barn, remembering that's where he sometimes go to be alone. She slowly went in the barn, her bare feet getting dust from the floor. She blinked when she saw a bed in the middle of the room.
"Tommy?" she whispered "Thomas?"
She then saw him coming out of the shadows with a knife sticking out of his pocket. She then heard gurgling noises coming from the bed. She started to walk to the bed, but Thomas got in front of her, shaking his head. It was like he didn't want her to see.
"Thomas, what is it? Whats there?"
He just shook his head, trying to not let her see. She pushed him aside and looked at the bed, gasping in horror.
There was Jesse body; his hands tied to the bed with barb wire and his face was completely skinned off. She only knew it was Jesse from the clothes he was wea
CAS:Chapter 50-CrossoverThomas and Isabelle were hanging out under their favorite tree when they saw someone walking up to them. They saw it was girl around their age, who had curly blonde hair and was wearing a sleeveless shirt, short shorts and cowboys boots. Thomas stood up, wondering what the girl was going to do.
"Howdy" she greeted. They both waved at her, unsure what her intentions were. She looked up and down at Thomas and gave him a predatory smile. She moved closer to him, making him back up until he went against the tree. Isabelle bristled from the girls close contact.
"You know, I do like big men."she crooned, making her body closer to his, which was making Thomas very uncomfortable.
"Hold it!" Isabelle yelled as she got up, "You can't have him!"
The girl looked at Isabelle and smirked. She bend to Isabelle's height and flicked her forehead.
"What you're going to do about it, shorty?"
Thomas jolted at that. He knew better then anyone that Isabelle's sore spot was her height. Isabelle blinked and t
CAS:Chapter 51-SlapThomas looked at Isabelle for a moment and then quickly looked away. Good god, why did she had to wear those?
He was referring to her daisy dukes.
Now when Thomas started being with Isabelle as a couple, he started noticing things about her; like her looks and body. One thing he does know, is that Isabelle has a great ass. He heard from his cousin Alfredo, that short girls usually have big and nice buts. Isabelle definitely fit into that quota.
He was sitting on the lawn with his cousin; Tinker, Alfredo and Tex. They were helping out the basement. There was a bad storm the other day and it flooded the basement, so they had to fix a lot of stuff.
Thats when Isabelle came with a tray of lemonade, wearing a sleeveless blur shirt, her usual bandanna, and those damnable daisy dukes. She started giving out the glasses with a smile and yet, Thomas kept looking at her ass. The shorts just cupped it, making it seem so firm. He noticed that his cousins were also looking.
When she finished giving
CAS:Chapter 53-Three WordsIsabelle didn't understand it.
Why was it so hard to say those words to him?
She remembered her mother saying that those words are hard because they are not light words, they are not to be used harshly. They were sacred, words from the heart and soul.
Looking at the object of her affections, she understood now.
Yesterday, she asked Thomas to meet them by their favorite tree because she needed to tell him something important.
So now, Thomas was sitting on the ground, looking at Isabelle with a perplexed look on his face, while Isabelle paced around him.
Thomas grunted, asking her what was wrong. Isabelle stopped pacing, sighed and finally sat down next to Thomas.
"Thomas...we known each other for a long time...right?"
Thomas nodded, quirking up an eyebrow.
"Well, you know that I like you a lot, right?"
"You like me a lot too, right?"
Thomas nodded again.
Isabelle groaned and put her face in her hands. Thomas put his hand on her hair, ruffling it a b
CAS:Chapter 55-BandannaThomas watched as Isabelle tied the red bandanna around her head, hiding her hair.
He hates that thing.
Thomas really liked Isabelle's hair, it was much more interesting then any other person hair; like a blonde and brunette. It was a platinum color, making it shine when the sun ht it and looked very soft.
But she always hides it under that damn thing.
Thomas knows why she hides her hair, it was the same reason why he wore his mask. To stop the jeering and ridicule from their schoolmates and other people in Travis County.
He wished they didn't have to hide. He also wished' as Isabelle put it, born in a kind world. A world that nobody will make fun of them, nobody would hurt them and they wont have to hide anymore.
CAS:Chapter 56-NeverIsabelle groaned loudly as Joseph's fist went into her stomach, making her fall tot he ground. She cried out when his boot heel hit her ribs.
Again, she refused to kill someone that they found. Again, she gets a beating for her act of defiance.
She looked up and glared at Joseph, which earned her a kick to the face. Blood spurted from her nose and mouth, making her cough. She laid flat on her back, groaning in pain as Joseph put his foot on her chest.
"Say Uncle!" he yelled as he pressed his foot harder, making her cry out in pain.
"Say it!" he yelled "Give up!"
Isabelle's eyes snapped open as images swam into her mind.
The image of her father, his kind smile and strong eyes.
The image of her mother, beautiful and sad.
Then, the image of Thomas came into her mind, sadness and warmth radiating from him.
No, she would not give up. If she does, she lets them down, she lets them all down.
"Never." she whispered, giggling then starting to cough. "Never."
Joseph sneered as he got up and walk
CAS:Chapter 57-TruthThomas and Isabelle were hanging out in his room, just laying around doing nothing.
"Hey." Isabelle said "I'm gonna get a drink. You want anything?"
Thomas nodded and she went downstairs, but stopped at the bottom of the stairs when she heard voices in the kitchen. It was Luda Mae, Henrietta and the Tea Lady.
"Are you ever going too tell him,Luda?" she heard Henrietta say.
"I don't know if I should."
Isabelle stood at he foot of the stairs, crouching down to listen in. Sh heard a creak behind her, seeing it was Thomas. She put her fingers to her lips, telling him to be quiet, He nodded and they sat down, listening.
"Luda, sooner or later, Thomas is going to find out?"
"What am I supposed to say, Henrietta? I cant tell thomas he's not my son!"
Isabelle's eyes widened at that and she heard Thomas making a small cry. She kicked his leg, telling him to be quiet.
"I still cant believe it." Henrietta said "All this time, ever since you found him in the dumpster."
"You know," piped up the Tea