Chapter 9: Aftermath
"Why did you do it Isaac?" asked Asher.
It had been 3 weeks since the assault on the Burning Suns HQ. The police managed to overpower the men in the building. The whole attack was kept on the down-low, and the members at the rest of the Burning Suns buildings had no clue what was going on. The police spent the next few weeks arresting everyone in those buildings. The Burning Suns were finished.
"I guess that I was angry," said Isaac. "Angry that my father left me, angry that they killed my mother, angry that I was forced to run away and angry about what they did to you. I let that drive me to bloodbend, and lost control of myself."
"Have you apologized to Kayla?" Asher asked.
"No, she moved in with a friend, and is screening my calls. I haven't been able to find her." Said Isaac.
Asher was silent, until he pulled out a piece of paper, and wrote something down.
"This is the number of her friend's house. Call and say that you are me. That should give you enough time to talk to her and apologize." Said Asher.
"Thank you. For everything." Said Isaac.
Isaac left the rehabilitation centre, and made his way to a payphone. The police found out what he did, to the men. Though they were criminals, Isaac went too far, and wanted to talk to him about it. By talk, they meant arrest him. His mobile was probably being traced.
Isaac finally found a payphone. He dialled the number and waited for someone to pick up.
"Hello, Isabelle speaking." Said an unfamiliar voice.
"Hello, this is Asher, could I please speak to Kayla?" said Isaac, attempting to copy Asher's voice. Isabelle must have believed him, because Kayla soon appeared on the other end of the line.
"Hey Asher." Said Kayla.
"Kayla, its Isaac."
"I am going to have a talk to Asher. Look Isaac, you aren't the sweet guy from high school any more. You are different. You are a psychopath. I am sorry, but the Isaac I loved is gone. I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore." She said.
"I understand. I won't call again. I just wanted to apologize. For everything. I was that driven by revenge that I changed. I should never have done what I did to those men, criminals or not. I became a monster. If you don't want me in your life any more, I will leave. I just hope that one day you can forgive me." Isaac said.
"I have to go." Wept Kayla as she hung up.
Isaac slammed the phone onto its cradle then kicked the ground. The pavement beneath it flicked up into the air, causing the phone booth to fly into the air, and land on the pavement further down the street. Isaac turned, and saw a bunch of teenagers looking at him.
"What are you looking at?!" he yelled, throwing flames into the air in front of them. The flames didn't hit, just like Isaac intended, but scared them, causing them to run. When the sounds of sirens were heard in the distance, Isaac began to run.
Later that night Isaac was sitting against an alley wall. He couldn't sleep. He had too much on his mind.
"Isaac?" said a voice from Isaac's left.
Isaac looked and saw Samuel.
"Dad? What are you doing here?" he asked.
"Isaac, come with me, the police want to help you."
"You actually believe that?" yelled Isaac, "They probably consider me to be the world's worst criminal. They know that prisons won't hold me. They will have me killed."
"They won't, trust me." Said his father holding out a hand to help Isaac up. Isaac would have taken in, until he felt the presence of people surrounding the alley. It had to be the police. There would never be that many people around at this time of night.
"I was coming with you whether I liked it or not wasn't I. Don't lie, I know the police are surrounding me." Said Isaac getting up.
"I didn't want to have to force you to come, but you give me no choice." Said Samuel, getting into a fighting stance.
Isaac punched the ground. The ground around him turned to dust, creating a screen of cover. When the dust cleared, Samuel looked at where his son was standing. He was gone.
