It's More Than I Can Take

A Death Sentence Fan Fiction

Inspired by: "Let Go" By RED

Disclaimer: I Do NOT own anything from the movie Death Sentence, including Billy Darley… Sadly. The only person I own is Bella.

Author Note: I absolutely love the movie Death Sentence. I really loved Billy Darley's character (and not just because of Garrett Hedlund). Anyways, I noticed that not many people have written fictions for Death Sentence. I thought I'd give it a shot and this is what I came up with. Hope you all like it and hoping this story does good. Rated T for some swearing here and there. Rating may change later on(if continued). Story will be in Bella's POV.

Chapter 1:

I hated the reflection that stared back at me. A bruise was beginning to form on the right side of my jaw line. I guess I deserved it. That's what you get for pissing off Billy Darley. He didn't hurt me a lot. Actually it's a rare action from him towards me. I guess its just when I severely piss him off. Our relationship has never been perfect. We argued and fought like any "normal" couple. Our arguments were completely different though. I should have left a long time ago. I guess the only reason I've stayed for so long is because I love him. With everything going on, its just starting to become overwhelming. Deep down, I knew this is where I wanted to be though.

I heard the front door open and close. I sighed heavily and turned on the faucet. Cupping water into my hands, I rinsed my face off. I searched around for the towel with my eyes closed and finally found it. I gently dabbed my face dry and looked at my reflection. I gasped and jumped as I saw Billy standing there, with his arms crossed, leaning against the doorway, watching me. "Jesus, give me a fucking heart attack Darley." I said hanging the towel back up and shoved passed him. "Sorry." He apologized with a smirk. "Thought you were going out." I shouted from our bedroom. I guess cleaning was a way for me to stop stressing. I don't know how, but it worked. "Nah, not until later." Billy said as he came in the room.

He walked behind me and put his hands on my upper arms. "Besides…"He said getting close to my ear. "I wanted to spend time with you." He whispered softly. I rolled my eyes at the way he tried to sweet talk me into everything. "Yeah…What for?! To make up for the bruise on my jaw? Thanks by the way." I snapped angrily. It was a stupid move on my part to make him mad again, but I was still mad form last night. Billy sighed in frustration and spun me around to face him. I closed my eyes tight expecting to be hit again. Instead, I felt light kissed on my bruised jaw line trailing to my lips. My arms looped around Billy's neck as I kissed him back.

This is exactly how we always were. He'd get into trouble, we'd get in an argument, we'd kiss and make up the next day, I'd help him get out of trouble (along with his gang) any way I could (if I could at all), and things would run smoothly for awhile. I was getting sick of this lifestyle, but like I said I love Billy. He always protects and looks after me. I always feel safe no matter what. Even in the most deadly situations. "Where is Joe?" I asked. "I don't know. Probably out with the other guys." He answered as he kissed my neck. "I thought you were supposed to be with him today, that's why I thought you left earlier." I replied as I looked at him. "Why are you so interested in bringing Joe…" I stopped realizing what was going on.

"You're having Joe join the gang aren't you?" I asked. "Not right away, but yes." Billy answered honestly. "The whole initiation thing, that's you've all been planning? That's what all your meetings have been about?" I asked. "Most, not all." He answered plainly as he lay down on the bed on his back. "What happens?" I asked curiously as I sat beside Billy on my side of the bed. "Don't worry about it." He answered with his eyes closed. I hated how he always kept me in the dark. He'd tell me things about his dealings but yet when I'd ask questions, he'd shut me out. It surprised me how little he thought I knew.

I rolled my eyes and stood up. I grabbed my jacket as I headed out the front door, slamming it behind me. I walked out of the apartment building and down the street. I continued to walk ignoring everyone as I walked by. I heard the sound of the mustang; I knew it wouldn't be long. I continued to walk as the mustang pulled up beside me and he started driving slowly. "Would you get in the car." He shouted as he continued to drive beside me. I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "Now." I heard the anger in his voice as he stopped the car and opened the passenger door from inside the car. I stopped walking and hesitated as I turned to the car. I got inside and shut the door. I looked at Billy and saw the look on his face. He wouldn't look me in the eyes. He wouldn't look at me at all for that matter.

The drive to the apartment was silent. I figured that much though. I entered back through the front door of our apartment and waited for whatever was about to be said. I threw my jacket on the couch and went to the kitchen. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and cracked it open. "You drive me crazy, you know that?" I heard him say form behind me. "Yeah?" Well you're not any easier to deal with." I said facing him. "Didn't know you drank." He said pointing towards the beer. "Didn't start until recently." I answered taking another sip. "What do you want me to say Bella?" Billy said raising his arms in the air and letting them drop to his sides again. "There is not a damn thing you can say." I said shoving passed him as I put the beer on the counter.

"Want to tell me what this is really about?" He asked me calmly as he followed me out the kitchen. "Billy, I love you. You know I do. Leading this gang has just kept digging you in deeper holes." I said. "Leading this gang has become one of the best things in my life besides you." He put his arms around my waist. "Why bring Joe into it?" I asked. "Joe wants part in this. He is my brother." Billy answered proudly. "Hes not like all of you!" I protested. "I think I know my brother more than you." He said harshly. "I'm sorry." I said softly. I traced the visible parts of his tribal tattoo on his neck. "I don't mean to make you mad." I said keeping my voice low. "I know." He said rubbing my bruise gently with his thumb. "Just watch out for him alright?" I said and he smirked.

A knock on the door could be heard and I looked towards it. I looked down as I knew he had to leave now. "I'll be home later." Billy said reading my mind. Billy moved his hands to my face and made me look up at him. "I love you." He said and I gave the best smile I could. "I Love you too." I said. Billy pressed his lips to mine giving me the kiss I longed for. Another loud couple knocks caused him to pull away from me. I pecked his lips a few times and watched as he left. I watched form the window as the two mustangs drove off. I just wondered what shape he'd come back to me this time…