"Shut up, and.." [i]Isabella murmured, before stopping for a few seconds. A bead of sweat ran upon her forehead, as she dropped down, plopping down and sighing. Though she would groan, suddenly punching the flooring before tearing out the knife.[/i] [i]She had the chance of bleeding out soon.[/i] "...Sorry. For dragging it on, I just.. got in a haze. Gods, did I.. I acted like an idiot, didn't I?"