Isla Monroe... now she wasn't blood related to the O'Neils but that didn't mean they weren't family, Anytime I had ever been to Fez's, she was there. The whole town kind of knew about her upbringing, much to her dismay.
Her mom had died when she was young, some illness. Her dad had gone to jail for good. There had always been rumors about why, things like murder, or ruling the mafia, but no one truly knew. All we knew is that he had a long enough sentence "to keep him rotting" as Isla would say.
So it was just her and her brother Angel. Now Angel could be a real dick which is ironic given his name, but you didn't have to meet him to know he was a piece of shit.
In the fifth grade Isla came to school with a black eye and a busted lip, she told everyone it was from a lacrosse ball but im sure you can assume what actually happened. Unfortunately that was just the start of things.
I'm not quite sure how the O'Neil siblings met Isla but since then, I've never seen her anywhere else.
"First off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim, Westside when we ride come equipped with game." Rue sang from the back seat pushing a very annoyed Islas shoulders.
"Yo, can you tell her to shut the fuck up." Ashtray said from the passenger seat.
Fez made eye contact with the two girls through the mirror "Yeah, Rue, you gotta chill out back there for real, We gotta handle some serious business right now, so."
Stretching her arms behind her head Rue nodded "Yeah I can just stay back here. It's real comfy." She said.
Fez pulled up towards the apartments gates to be greeted by a couple.
One of which Ashtray hit over the head with a hammer a few days ago.
Fez unlocked his door with narrowed eyes "Who the fuck is this bitch?" He said referring to the blonde woman.
Ashtray looked over at Isla and rolled his eyes. The girl simply handed him a gun and patted his back as she stepped out of the car.
"Who the fuck is this, man?" Fezco asked Custer.
"Hi, I'm Faye." The girl in question said with a wave.
Isla gave Faye a non genuine smile and side eyed Fez "What is she doin' here?"
"Nah, nah bro that's my fuckin' girl." He responded
The brunette girl leaned against the side of the car waiting for Fez to signal her and Ashtray inside.
Sticking his head inside the window Fezco looked at Rue "Ten, twenty minutes tops alright? Y'all please just stay in the car. No fuckin' funny business. Let's go." He said nodding to his little brother at the last part.
Isla ran her fingers through her hair silently praying for their to be a good outcome to this.
•••
Isla was stood straight against the wall as Rue and Faye were dragged in by their throats.
Who was she kidding, her prayers were never answered.
Rue was slammed right next to Isla making her flinch "The fuck is you doin' here?" He asked her.
A bald man made his rounds with staring into each of their eyes before circling over the Custer and slamming his broken face into the wall.
"You come to my muthafuckin' house with a fuckin' twelve year old, three junkie whores, and a motherfucker I don't know. You out of your fuckin' mind?"
"I'm on fucking probation." He said looking at Isla and Rue.
"We are not involved with any illegal activity." He continued making Isla narrow her eyes with question.
"And Laurie over there, Laurie don't deserve this shit." He pointed at a women in a lazy boy chair.
"Bruce." The woman beckoned.
The two whispered at each other and Bruce made his way back starting the radio.
"All right, all y'all let's get naked right fuckin' now." He said.
Ashtray was the first to move but was quickly stopped "Except for you, keep your shit on, man. Nobody want to see your ass naked. B.J. Take his ass down. Put em' in a fuckin' closet."
B.J. Forcefully grabbed the boy making Isla move slightly out of her spot "Hey chill, chill." She said along with Fez.
"Obviously I'm not wearing a fucking wire, you paranoid-." Faye went to speak but again Bruce slammed her head into the wall.
"Everybody, let's get naked." He said again.
Isla sighed and started unbuttoning her jeans along with the rest of the group except Rue.
Bruce strangely danced around as they removed the rest of their garments.
Isla could tell Rue wasn't down for this. The girl had only taken off her vest and it was clear shit was about to get worse.
Bruce stopped dancing and walked towards her "Did you not hear what the fuck I said."
"Uh, no. I'm, I'm just- I'm in high school." Clearly that was not the answer Bruce was looking for because he grabbed her by the hair and dragged her towards the bathroom.
As annoying as Rue was, Isla loved the girl and would protect her like she was her blood.
"Hey, dont touch her." She tried to protest but was only met by a gun and a blonde man breathing down her neck.
She looked towards Fezco who was in the same position with wide eyes "I'll fold your shit right here." B.J. threatened him.
"Fold yo shit."
Fez looked toward Isla with sympathetic eyes, a simple sorry for dragging her into this.
The now nude group stood lined up at the kitchen and a fully clothed Rue was dragged back in.
"So now what." Laurie asked.
"Hey... Laurie. It's really good to see you again, ummm, I wanted to introduce you to a super dope friend of mine. My boy Fez, he's like fire." Custer awkwardly said.
"Where's mouse?" Laurie interrupted.
"You think I could, like put my draws on and talk you in the other room for a sec?" Fez asked.
Isla stared at her feet as she sat on the ground. She had convinced them to let her put her clothes back on, though her socks were weirdly wet from the ground now.
She had been trying to ease drop on Fez and Laurie but could only make out small bits.
"Mouse ain't gonna be coming around no more." Fez said.
"And why is that?"
"I didn't like the way he did business." He responded.
Laurie turned in her chair "Says the guy who brings a kid to a drug deal."
"That ain't no kid that's my business partner." He responded.
"Says the guy who brings two high school girls to a drug deal." She rebutted.
"They're my family." Fez said.
Isla smiled to herself, happily tuning the rest out.
"So y'all ready to do some business?" Laurie said, tapping her fingers on a blue suitcase.