Defeated (D.J.S)

Always.

Daniel's POV: (what?? I actually made an effort to do a different point of view?? Yes. Just for you all :) By the way, we went back in the story to where Kelly just spilled the beans.)

After Kelly said that, I was shocked. Her dad had died? And she blamed herself?

I look at Issa to see if what Kelly said was true. She was staring at the ground. She looks hurt, scared even. I was about to say something when she abruptly gets up and runs out the back door. I immediately go after her, telling the others to give us a minute.

I spot Issa using the fence for support and sobbing. As I near where she is, I yell her name. She says nothing. As I get closer I realize she is gasping for air. Panic attack.

I do the first thing that comes to mind. I begin trying to comfort her, stroking her hair. Key word: Trying.

I feel so bad for her as she shook in my arms, trying to get her breathing under control. She finally starts breathing normally and I let out a breath of relief. She is still crying, but at least she can breath. I start to sing 'Big plans' softly.

I guess she realizes who I am, because she jumps away from me, standing up quickly. I get up just in time to steady her as she gets dizzy from getting up too fast.

"What's wrong?" I say worried. Did I do something wrong?

"It's not you. I-I just don't want to bother you with my issues. Y-you shouldn't have found out about this. Please go." She says, her voice unsteady as she grips my arms for support. I'm obviously not going anywhere seeing as she can't stand by herself right now.

"Listen to me Isabel. I know we don't know each other that well yet, but I'm still worried about you. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY, deserves to be alone. If you don't want to talk about it that's fine. But at least let me hold you." I plead, not wanting to leave her hurting. She can't be alone right now.

"No. I am always hurting people, Daniel. I can't hurt you too." Issa whispers as she wipes tears from her eyes.

I lift her chin to look at me. "Look at me. You could never hurt me." I say softly, trying to make her understand that I am not going anywhere. Not Now. Not tomorrow. Not ever.

As soon as those words leave my lips she breaks down in my arms. Sobbing until she has nothing left. I rub her back, never wanting to let her go.

"I'm so- so s-sorry." She says after a bit.

"For what angel?" I'm not entirely sure what gave me the balls to call her angel. It was something I had always thought of her though. She was amazing.

"F-for ruining your shirt." She giggles, making me smile.

"It's replaceable." I contemplate asking her if she wants to talk about her problems. The worst thing that could happen is she tells me no, and we move on, right?

"Do you wanna talk about it?" I ask softly.

She takes a deep breath, moving herself to sit in front of me, criss-cross applesauce. I grab her hands to try and sooth her while she explains.

She then starts her heart-breaking story. "2 years ago my dad died in a head on collision from a drunk driver." I rub her hands with my thumbs to help her through the memories.

As she is recalling everything, my heart breaks more with every word she says. How could she live with all this in her head? No wonder she is so timid. Halfway through she starts sobbing again, so I pull her into my lap trying to calm her again. As she told me what her mother did I get angry. How could she put her daughter through this? It wasn't even Issa's fault. If I ever meet that woman I'm gonna give her a piece of my mind. She also left her family? Everything she tells me makes me want to hold her longer and make everything bad go away in her life.

"I don't know why I'm crying. I'm so weak." She chuckles dryly.

"It's not a bad thing to cry. In my opinion it makes a person stronger." I say honestly as she sits up again.

"Thank you for just listening. No one ever does that." She says timidly, playing with her fingers. I was falling way too hard for this girl.

"You're welcome. But just so you know. Your dad was right. It's gonna be okay. I'll always be here for you ya know." I say, looking into her gorgeous blue eyes. I want to take her pain away so badly. I couldn't help it, my eyes shoot down to her lips for a split second.

"Always?" she whispers.

I start to lean in, as she does the same.

"Always." I say. When we are just millimeters apart, we hear a crash coming from inside the house. I jump back and look away from her, and she does the same. Darn it.

"We should uh. Go check what that was." Really Daniel? That's the best you can say?

"Uh ya." She nods her head, so I start to head towards the house.

"Daniel, wait!" She says abruptly. I turn around before she even finished calling me. I'm caught off guard as she wraps her arms around me.

"Thank you" She mumbles. After realizing what's going on, I return the hug, putting my chin on her head.

"Of course Angel." I say, placing a kiss on her head. I wanted to stay like this forever. To make her feel safe. But of course nothing lasts forever, and our moment was once again interrupted by another crashing sound.

"What the hell." I mutter, automatically grabbing Issa's hand and going to see what's going on. I didn't mean to grab her hand like that, but it just felt right. So I didn't let go. We walk into the house, making our way to the kitchen.

"What the hell is going... On." I trail off looking at the shocking scene in front of us. Everyone looked either shocked or sad, while Isabella was crying with Zach trying to comfort her. My eyes then travel to Jonah who has his arm cut up. Then to Kelly who is sitting on the kitchen floor with shards of glass surrounding her.

What the hell happened here?