Bitter Sweet (James Rodriguez)

Chapter Twelve: Ugly Thoughts and the Ugly Truth

Isabella's POV

Its getting worse

All this..

I cant handle it anymore

why is this happening

I cant let anyone know

It'll just get worse..

I can't deal with this anymore

These thoughts are eating me alive

These voices I hear..

is it only me?

Am i the only one who's listening to them?

Please.. get away from me

Im going crazy

someone..

s a v e m e

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James POV

"Something is going on with isa.. I tried to call her for the 100th time today but she wont answer.." i looked at iker, and he was coming from upstairs

"Where the hell is ronaldo?" he sighed shaking his head, i looked at him then the rest of the people that were in the living room. Sara, sergio, pilar and me..

"Iker.. something serious is happening to isabella.. i think you should call your parents" i chirped seriously.. they all looked at me confused and with weird expressions

"Guys im serious.. she was screaming and crying, telling us to get away, and then minutes later, she calmed down like nothing even happened.. is she bipolar or something?" i furrowed my eyebrows.. maybe its the reason why her moods suddenly change

"No no.. i would have known this if she was bipolar.. it must be something else.." iker replied worriedly

"Maybe something in the genes?" pilar suggestion, i shrugged my shoulders looking at iker who's eyes were as wide as the planet..

"I have to call a doctor.. right now.. but first call cristiano and tell him we are on our way"

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Cristiano's POV

I stayed with isabella in her bedroom just admiring her.. how can someone so beautiful, be tortured like that..

"Please go away.." i looked at isa and she was mumbling in her sleep.. she started crying and then full on screaming.. i started panicking and froze in my spot.. but i should do something.. I approched her gently and slowly holding her in my arms.. after a few attempts of waking her up, she finally did..

"Cristiano.. please get away.." she whispered, i shook my head wanting to know whats happening

"Isabella.. tell me whats wrong. i want to know.. whats happening with you?" i pleaded softly, she shook her head and starting crying.. minutes later, she calmed down and stared at the wall.. her face turned as pale as a ghost and she wouldnt move.. i got extremely scared that something is happening to her but then my phone started ringing, i glanced at the caller ID and "Iker Casillas" was written

"Yes iker?" i sighed tiredly

"Dont get near isabella, but always keep an eye on her.. something is wrong and she may do something to you or to herself.. we are on our way to drive her to the hospital.. please stay safe.." he then hang up on me.. i got extra more worried and looked at the girl in my arms.. she was still staring at the wall.. i closed my eyes worried, hoping nothing is happening to her.