Trouble

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When I get home, I try to sneak in. I carefully shut the door and turn around, walking right into my dad.

"Isabela, what are you doing coming back home at 2 am?!" My dad yells.

"Why do you care" I say shoving past him.

"Izzy, I know that you're going through something right now, but-" my dad starts.

"I don't want to hear that you get it, or understand. You don't, and you never will" I spat.

"I gave him a second change, Izzy. I told him I wasn't going to take anything lightly."

"He didn't do anything dad!" I yell. "It was Will. Will hit me first"

"Will wouldn't hurt you"

"Tell that to the big slap mark on my face!" I yell. "There's nothing pointing to Robby. with Will, he's not talking, he knows he can get in trouble for hurting me. And Mason ratted himself out" I say and go upstairs to my room.

The next morning, I throw on a pair of jeans and one of Robbys hoodies before leaving. I avoid everyone in the house before I get outside. 

I double check that I have everything before driving off. I go straight to school, and start walking to class.

"Izzy!" Someone yells from behind me. I turn around and see Miguel running up to me.

"Hey" I say.

"Hey...where have you been? You missed like a week of school" Miguel asks.

"I've just been dealing with something." I tell him.

"I actually have something to ask you." Miguel says.

"Shoot"

"So, I know you're friends with Robby-" he starts.

"Define friends"

"Oh shit" Miguel says with wide eyes. "Are you two a couple?"

"Somewhat" I say. "What's up with Robby?"

"Oh yeah. Can you tell him to talk to his dad? Sensei has been trying to reach him, he just really needs to talk to Robby"

"Johnny Lawrence is the least of his troubles right now" I say walking into my class.

Later that day, I was in my class right before lunch. I was counting down the minutes to the bell, when someone came on the loud speaker and said someone was hear to get me.

Confused, I walk outside and see Will standing there.

"Why the fuck are you here asshole?" I say walking away from him.

"I need to talk to you Izzy!" He yells.

"You're a little too late for that" I yell back. He then grabs my arm and pulls me back.

"Izzy this is about Robby"

"You already fucked up his life enough or the week. Wait 10 more days" I say walking over to my car.

"Izzy, please. This could help" he begs.

"Fuck you!" I yell at him. Without warning, a fist smashes into the side of my face and I stumble back. It hurt like hell.

"Izzy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you, I-" he starts but I push him away.

"Go fuck yourself Will" I say getting into my car. Will starts banging on the window and yelling, but I flip him off and drive away.

My face hurt so bad, and it takes me a minute to realize that Will is the one who hit me.

Will...my own brother.

The same person who'd used to get into fights for me, the same person who worked 2 jobs to make sure I was okay at home,

That same person, just fucking punched me.

I couldn't hold it in anymore. I pull over, and cry.

I sit there in the front seat of my car and cry. My stomach feels queasy, there's a lump in my throat, and my head is pounding, but I don't care.

I still sit there and cry.

I don't even know how long Ive been crying for. When my head stops pounding, I pick  up my phone and look at my missed calls.

97 missed calls from Will.

I put my phone down face down and start driving again.

My phone rings about 9 more times before I pick it up.

"Izzy, don't hang up let me talk" Will says.

"Then talk" I tell him. "But if you try to apologize over the phone you're making a mistake"

"Meet me at home, and I need to talk to you about-"

"About Robby I know. I'll be there soon" I say hanging up. I make a U-turn and start speeding home. When I got there, the front door was open. I walk in and see Will sitting on the couch.

"I'm here Will" I yell.

"Izzy, come here" he says waving me over. I put my bag down and walk over there, sitting a few feet away from him.

"What do you want to talk about?" I ask.

"I realized that I am not at all a good brother" he starts.

"You think?"

"I mean, I ruined a boys life just to get into your head" he says. "I'm sorry, Izzy. Can you forgive me if I tell the sherif that this is me and Masons fault ?"

Then it clicked in my head.

This asshole knows I can get his ass arrested.

"I can cover up the black eye you gave me, and I will if you tell everyone in court tomorrow that you're a jealous piece of shit and you put all of this on Robby because you're mad at me and stuck in the past" I say holding out my hand. "Deal?"

"Deal" he says shaking my hand.

"I'm leaving, I'll be back by tomorrow morning" I say walking outside and getting in my car. I start the drive home, and make a call to the station.

"How can I help you?" The lady on the phone asks.

"Can I speak to someone you're holding? His name is Robby Keene" I tell her.

"Hold please" she says putting me on hold. About two minutes later she comes back. "We no longer have a Robby Keene here, honey."

"Why? What happened to him?" I frantically ask.

"He was just transferred. I'm not sure where, but he's no longer here" she says.

I feel my heart in my throat.

I hang up, and carefully put my phone down with my shaky hands.

I stop and pull over, right before breaking down crying again.

Fuck you Will...