AN: So this was a request from and partially written by Ms. Rayna Harleen Quinns :)
The character Belle is from The Family and is played by Dianna Agron if you haven't seen the film. If you haven't seen it, it doesn't matter, there are no spoilers for the film in this, just a few references and the start of this story doesn't match up with the end of the film. Of course it'd help you understand this story better if you have seen the film (which is great btw, totally recommend it) but still, it doesn't matter if you haven't.
The Family wasn't a category on this site so I didn't mark this as a crossover when it sort of is.
Anyways, hope you enjoy our creation, and as always don't hesitate to review :D
Chapter 1 will be posted shortly but after that it will be weekly updates :)
She sat on the kerb and clenched her eyes closed, her gun falling to the street beside her as her hands came up to cradle her head. She was sick of looking at the scene before her. The blood that stained her hands, her dress. The bodies that littered the whole street, the good people indistinguishable from the bad.
It was a war, no, a massacre.
Why? Why did it have to be this way? Why couldn't she have been taken too? Anything would be better than this. Being left behind.
She grabbed her gun and stood, wheeling round to face Agent Stansfield.
"No. You were supposed to protect us. This is your fault!"
"Belle please, calm down and give me the gun." He responded calmly, it was obvious the teen had completely skipped the first stage of grief and headed straight for the second; anger.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just kill you now."
"Because I can help you." The agent explained, hands raised in a surrender.
Belle let out a loud harsh laugh. "Oh really? Why don't I believe you? Oh I know, because the mafia just killed my whole family because you failed to keep us safe! My mother died next to Di Cicco and Caputo, my brother stabbed in cold blood right in front of me and my father strangled until with his last breath he turned to me and told me to run." She was walking towards Robert, gun aimed at his head. "So I ran, chased down the street by a mobster until you hit them with your car. Yes you probably saved my life but I don't care. I DON'T CARE! I should kill you right here right now, and then kill myself too, just so I can be with my family again."
"Belle please, you're still young, you can still have a life."
"No. I can't. Who can truly have a life when they're alone? No family, no friends, no one."
"You have me."
The blonde scoffed. "Why would I want you?"
"I care about you Belle, I am honestly so sorry, I never meant for this to happen. I still don't know how they found you."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
"No but please put the gun down. Let me take you to Sanctuary Hospital they will help." Robert sighed, not wanting to guilt trip the girl but knowing there was no other way. "Think of it this way, Gio watched his wife and son die so told you to run, he wouldn't want you to waste this second opportunity at happiness. Everyone who wanted your family dead has died here tonight, you're safe now Belle. Let your father live through you, your mother and Warren too."
Belle let this wash over her. Could she really move on and live another life? A happy life?