✯𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱✯

Waking up groggy, Izzy looked over at the clock to check the time: 1:47pm. He then noticed Samara who was still asleep, resting her head in his lap. As much as he hated to wake her, he knew she would be late for work if he didn't."Wake up." he spoke softly as his hand made its way along the side of her head, his fingers running through her hair the way they did as he fell asleep the night before."What?" Samara mumbled sleepily as she buried her face into Izzy's leg, not wanting to get up."You gotta get up, you're gonna be late for work." he explained, letting out a soft laugh at the way she was nuzzled into him, wishing to go back to sleep.""Shit," she muttered, still groggy as she finally sat up. "I'm supposed to be there at two." "You could always call in sick and just stay here with me." Izzy joked."Yeah, but I need the money." she smiled back before getting up off the couch to go get ready to leave.

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While Samara was gone at work, Steven and Duff came over again; this time they brought Nikki Sixx with them. As if it wasn't a given, they brought drugs and alcohol along as well. "So, Izzy's got a new girlfriend." Duff told Nikki before taking a drag from his cigarette."Oh really?" Nikki questioned, raising a brow as he looked at Izzy.Izzy laughed a little and nodded with a smile in response before taking a sip of his drink."What's she like?" Nikki questioned."She's a good one. She's sweet, but not the overly sensitive, soft, bubbly, mushy, cheesy type. And she's a tough girl who's independent and can handle herself, but not in a bitchy, try-hard, 'I'm better than you' type of way." Izzy explained."She sounds like a keeper." Nikki replied. "You gotta let me meet her one day.""Most definitely not." Izzy said."And why not?" Nikki asked."Because you'd just be trying to fuck her the whole time. You couldn't give a shit about anything else.""Understandable," Nikki replied with a nod, "carry on."

After a few more hours of drinking and substance abuse, Nikki suggested the four of them go out and drink some more since it was starting to get a little late. "We could swing by the liquor store, stop at the sunset, head to the Roxy... hell, it wouldn't bother me any if we went to the Body Shop too." "I'm down." Steven replied."I don't see why not." Duff shrugged."I think I'm gonna sit this one out." Izzy chimed in."Ah dude, you never come with us." Nikki said."Yeah Iz, you always just stay home." Steven said. "What's the matter, you don't like us anymore?" Duff asked jokingly in response."No I do, I love you guys." Izzy laughed. "It's just not my thing. I'd rather chill out by myself. I don't really do the whole big crowd party thing too often. I might go next time, I'm just not feeling it tonight." he explained."That's cool, I get it." Nikki replied. "But hey, if you change you mind, you're always welcome." he said, patting Nikki on the shoulder before leaving with Duff and Steven.

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As he sat alone on his couch, Izzy continued downing drinks as he was bored and had nothing better to do. Around an hour after the guys left, there was a knock at the door. Izzy got up off the couch and stumbled to the door. After opening it, he couldn't say he was surprised to see who it was: Mikayla."What the fuck do you want now?" he slurred."I want to talk." she answered, inviting herself in as she went to sit on the couch."About what?" he asked in response as he grabbed a new bottle of red wine and started opening it."About us." she said. "I wanna figure out what went wrong." "You're a fucking lunatic, that's what went wrong." he said as he poured himself another glass of wine."Well maybe having to try and deal with all the selfishness you had going on is what drove drove me crazy.""Nah you're just a manipulative bitch, that's the issue." he replied."And you're too uptight and idiotic to see that you're wrong here." she responded.

After a couple more minutes of passive-aggressive bickering, the two found themselves standing face to face in front of the coffee table.

"Admit it," Mikayla said, "you're just an insecure piece of shit who thinks he deserves everything because you never get any attention. So then as soon as anyone stops giving you what you want, you ditch them and go to find the next sorry bitch to pity you. You're not special. You'll always just be the weird, quiet guy in the background that plays his little guitar.""You need to leave." Izzy replied."No, you need to accept the fact that nobody cares about you and move on." she provoked.That was the final straw. Enraged, Izzy threw down the wine bottle he was holding and Mikayla jumped as it smashed on the floor.

Slowly stepping back in fear and confusion, she watched as Izzy picked one of the shards of thick glass from the red puddle on the floor. "What are you gonna do, stab me?" she questioned with a slight nervous laugh, trying to hide the fact that she was starting to get pretty scared.

Without saying a word, Izzy looked back up at her, his eyes filled with rage, his body shaking in anger, he spoke with a calm, yet firm tone. "Get out." he said."What if I don't? What the fuck are you gonna do? You're not capable of shit." she fought, still trying to hide her fear and stand her ground."I'll kill you!" Izzy snapped. "I'll fucking do it! I am sick and fucking tired of you always showing up to my house just to bitch at me! I don't ever want to see you again. So either leave and never come back, or I'll just save you the trouble and get rid of you for good now.""Okay seriously Iz, you need to calm down." "Calm down? Are you serious?" he laughed as he got closer to her, now backing her up against the wall.

"Izzy, what is your deal?" she asked, her breath shaky."You always want a fight," he started as he brought the shard of glass up to her throat. "but now that I'm actually giving you one, you cower down." he said as he tilted his head to the side, flashing a sinister grin.Mikayla shook as she continued to try and hide her fear, "Oh please, what are you gonna do, kill me?" she said with a nervous laugh.Izzy didn't speak as he just looked into her fear filled eyes, giving her a look that answered her question without him having to say anything."No, you won't. You wouldn't do that. Hell, you couldn't. You're too much of a coward." she said."You don't know what I could do. You have no fucking idea." he said, his voice so low it was almost a whisper."Do it then... pussy." she spat."That was it, he'd had enough. Izzy had finally snapped. Without thinking, he slid the glass along her throat as he watched the blood begin to spill out, matching the red wine that covered the floor beside her.

Izzy dropped the glass in the dark red puddle that was slowly growing on the floor as he stood frozen in shock. Watching her now lifeless body slowly slide down the wall, his heart sank as he realized what he'd just done. With his heart racing, Izzy stepped back, took a few deep breaths, and tried to get himself together and his thoughts collected.

Once he finally got his head straight, he realized he has to do something about this... but what?

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