II Previously called "Their Innocence" II
Izabella Leone, a 15-year-old girl who hasn't had the best life growing up, due to the monster, her so called stepfather.
What happens when one day after her stepfather dies and she moves in with her brothe...
~Izabella pov~ I woke up gasping for air, looking at the alarm clock I realized that It's 6:45 am. "Fuck, I'm late" i muttered. Quickly scurrying out of bed I limped down the stairs to start preparing breakfast.
Looking in the fridge I grabbed 2 eggs. Whisking them together I pour them onto the pan, while grabbing the bacon from the counter quickly placing it onto the other pan. As I was making my way over to the sizzling bacon I felt a harsh tug on my hair causing me to fall to the floor.
When I turned around I saw my stepfather. "Why haven't you finished making breakfast you ungrateful slut!" he yelled. I felt tears prickle to my eyes as he grabbed my arm and placed it on the pan of sizzling bacon, causing me to scream in pain. "I-i'm sorry" i stuttered back. He slapped me ,"Sorry what?" "Sir sorry s-sir" he then walked away as he left the room he muttered "Dinner better be ready on time or else i'll let my friend have a turn with you again, I bet you'd like huh?" he scoffed "just like the little slut you are."
Ryan(My stepdad), mom and I used to be the happiest family there is. But that all stopped when I was 8. One day when I came home from school I saw my mom passed out on the floor, Ryan was at work at the time so I called 911 myself. A few hours after we had gotten to the hospital Ryan had came and when the doctors told us that we found out about this cancer too late and that she only had a week left to live, I broke down crying. I didn't know what I would do without her she was my mom, my hero, the person so look up to, my savior. A few months after mom had died Ryan hit me for the first time even though he promised to never hit me again, it kept happening repeatedly and got worse every time. It's now been 6 years, and I still haven't gotten used to it.
I mean how could I.
As soon as I saw his truck leave the house I cleaned up the mess and ran upstairs to get changed for school. I changed into the only pair of clothes that I owned that didn't have holes in them.
Her outfit below⬇️
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As I made my way into the school I quickly pulled my hood up and made my way to my locker. As I was grabbing stuff from my locker I felt someone shove my back against the opposing locker, I whimpered in pain as I felt a hand tightly grab my wrist . Infront of me stood Jenny along with her boyfriend Donny and their friends.
Jenny and I used to be best friends and believe it or not I used to be popular, but like everything else that changed too. Right after my mother died and Ryan started hitting me, Jenny and all my other friends started picking on me telling me I was "motherless", "loser", " slut", "a Cunt, and other horrible words. This was only the start of it eventually they too started to beat me every time they saw me at school. Everyone always acted as if nothing was happening , I mean it's not like anyone would help me anyways, they were all scared to get in the way of Jenny and them, I couldn't blame them.
One of their friends pushed me to the ground as they started kicking and punch me while laughing. Once they finally had enough "playtime" with me as they call it, Jenny kicked me hard in the stomach causing a purple coloured bruise to make its way onto me before they walked away.
