Joel and Isle there together for a few minutes.
“Isle?”
“Yes, Joel?”
“If someone gets in here, get behind me, okay?”
“Why?”
“So I can fight them off.”
“I can fend for myself.”
“Isle,” he said. His eyes looked like he was begging her.
“Okay.”
BACK DOWNSTAIRS
“Who are you?” Jo asked.
“A distraction,” The buck on the ground said, smirking. At that moment Jo heard a window break and the muffled screams of Joel and Isle.
Don't hate me!!
Oh no. Suspense!!! I hate it! Or do I love it?! Not Isle! Please!