Isabella was going to answer but was stopped by the other girl. Sitting quietly on the floor, she looked up at the ceiliing. This was so much like a horror film, she thought it would be a good thing. Yet she found herself more afraid than ever. Then even still it was pretty cool but that part would have to wait for a while. Looking at the ceiling after Damien spoke, she answered him," I'm Isabella or just Bella. I snuck your number from your ex-girlfriend's cell. We were friends. Yet I never got to meet you. I am sorry. Its my fault you got hurt...if I hadn't squealed, that witch would not have come......" She hugged her knees close to herself.